Post Break-Up Sex
The Vaccines

When you love somebody, but you find someone. And it all unravels and it comes undone.

I fucking listen to this song on repeat.

Impromptu Richard Siken poetry tattoo was the best decision of 2014, so far.

ihatemyselfbutihateyoumore:

why dont i have this?

ezekiellawrence:

millionsmillions:

Sergeant Ed Drew’s tintypes of the war in Afghanistan are the first tintypes made in a combat zone since The Civil War. Drew made them for his son. “I wanted him to know his father in the event that I was killed in action and it became less important that my work was done in tintype than that I could show the humanity of war in the eyes of airmen I fly combat missions with,” he said.

This is actually really legit.

ezekiellawrence:

millionsmillions:

Sergeant Ed Drew’s tintypes of the war in Afghanistan are the first tintypes made in a combat zone since The Civil War. Drew made them for his son. “I wanted him to know his father in the event that I was killed in action and it became less important that my work was done in tintype than that I could show the humanity of war in the eyes of airmen I fly combat missions with,” he said.

This is actually really legit.

houseofalexzander:

Lustrous.

A man in the grocery store line today approached me and said, “Sir, when I first saw you I was extremely attracted to you, but then I noticed that you are a boy. How… I mean, why do you dress so provocatively?”

I responded, “Well, in today’s world the majority of the straight male race view women as objects, or something that belongs to them. I dress provocatively because it attracts the attention of men in a sexual and OBJECTIVE way. However, when realized that I am actually male, they often become confused, disgusted, upset or all of the above. By inflicting this minor emotional damaged upon the ego of a man raised by twisted societal gender norms, maybe, just maybe the individual will think twice before viewing another woman with an objective attitude and sense of belonging. No woman, belongs to ANYONE. Male or female, the equality of human beings needs to be a priority. It is something worth dressing up for.”

I AM NOT KIDDING. The woman behind me, the female cashier, the old lady bagging groceries and the woman in front of me who was talking on the phone STOPPED, …. and proceeded to gasp and clap. The man shook my hand, told me to have a blessed day and then said, “excuse me ladies, I need to visit my daughter.”

…. I was shaking by the time I walked out of the store.

- Elliott Alexzander

kmsha:

shinraidekinai:

To all the people who say “that’s going to look terrible when you’re older” fuck you, this older woman I met at work today has two sleeves and other tattoos in other various places and looks amazing and I would love to look like this rad grandma when I’m her age.

Damn right! 

kmsha:

shinraidekinai:

To all the people who say “that’s going to look terrible when you’re older” fuck you, this older woman I met at work today has two sleeves and other tattoos in other various places and looks amazing and I would love to look like this rad grandma when I’m her age.

Damn right! 

"Remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to it. I want to become acutely aware of all I’ve taken for granted."
Sylvia Plath  (via awelltraveledwoman)
Thigh tattoo. Coming soon.
[Not this design, but geeeee]

Thigh tattoo. Coming soon.

[Not this design, but geeeee]

nevver:

Off to nowhere, Esben Bøg Jensen

I’m afraid to write because

I fear the darkness that’s still lingering

Unturned,

Because I’m finally feeling okay,

Feeling hopeful

And I’m afraid of it seeping away

This is what people see as they commute to work in Philly. 

Hollaback Philly is absolutely doing it right

nodaybuttodayblog:

digbicks:

Romanticisation of Mental Illness, Kelsey Weaver

"

1.
I say, ‘I am fat.’
He says ‘No, you are beautiful.’
I wonder why I cannot be both.
He kisses me
hard.

2.
My college theater professor once told me
that despite my talent,
I would never be cast as a romantic lead.
We do plays that involve singing animals
and children with the ability to fly,
but apparently no one
has enough willing suspension of disbelief
to go with anyone loving a fat girl.
I daydream regularly
about fucking my boyfriend vigorously on his front lawn.

3.
On the mornings I do not feel pretty,
while he is still asleep,
I sit on the floor and check the pockets of his skinny jeans for motive,
for a punchline,
for other girls’ phone numbers.

4.
When we hold hands in public,
I wonder if he notices the looks —
like he is handling a parade balloon on a crowded sidewalk;
if he notices that my hands are now made of rope.

5.
Dear Cosmo: Fuck you.
I will not take sex tips from you
on how to please a man you think I do not deserve.

6.
He tells me he loves me with the lights on.

7.
I can cup his hip bone in my hand,
feel his ribs without pressing very hard at all.
He does not believe me when I tell him he is beautiful.
Sometimes I fear the day he does will be the day he leaves.

8.
The cute hipster girl at the coffee shop
assumes we are just friends
and flirts over the counter.
I spend the next two weeks
mentally replacing myself with her
in all of our photographs.
When I admit this to him
we spend the evening taking new photos together.
He will not let me delete a single one of them.

9.
The phrase “Big girls need love too” can die in a fire.
Fucking me does not require an asterisk.
Loving me is not a fetish.
Finding me beautiful is not a novelty.
I am not a fucking novelty.

10.
I say, ‘I am fat.’
He says, ‘No. You are so much more’,
and kisses me
hard.

"
(via starpools)