(Source: jamjars)
Posted 2 weeks ago
Unpopular or not, it needs to be said. It is so often that I read/hear:
“What the fuck is she wearing? What a slut/ slob.”
“What a horrible mother, how can she go out that often.”
“What a crazy activist, bitch.”
And these are from OTHER WOMEN!
If women really would stick together, and realize that all we are doing is trying our best, we could band together, and start on a whole new page in life. We could get a lot of shit done. So stop judging each other, and have some compassion. Let’s start fighing the good fight, and then maybe we will no longer be “second class” citizens.
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i was just thinking this the other day- how women put down other women so often and bash their own gender and how stupid it is
Posted 2 weeks ago
Better you don’t search for who you are until you know who it is you want to find.
Robert Brault (via rinaho)
(Source: creatingaquietmind)
Posted 2 weeks ago
We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts not breaths; in feelings, not in figures on a dial.
Aristotle (via elige)
(Source: davenelson)
Posted 2 weeks ago
We are torn between nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange. As often as not, we are homesick most for the places we have never known.
Carson McCullers (via eastatlanta)
(Source: youngfolksociety)
Posted 2 weeks ago
There’s nothing to mourn about death any more than there is to mourn about the growing of a flower. What is terrible is not death but the lives people live or don’t live up until their death. They don’t honor their own lives, they piss on their lives. They shit them away. Dumb fuckers. They concentrate too much on fucking, movies, money, family, fucking. Their minds are full of cotton. They swallow God without thinking, they swallow country without thinking. Soon they forget how to think, they let others think for them. Their brains are stuffed with cotton. They look ugly, they talk ugly, they walk ugly. Play them the great music of the centuries and they can’t hear it. Most people’s deaths are a sham. There’s nothing left to die.
Posted 2 weeks ago
I have come to the frightening conclusion that I am the decisive element. It is my personal approach that creates the climate. It is my daily mood that makes the weather. I possess tremendous power to make life miserable or joyous. I can be a tool of torture or an instrument of inspiration, I can humiliate or humor, hurt or heal. In all situations, it is my response that decides whether a crisis is escalated or de-escalated, and a person is humanized or de-humanized. If we treat people as they are, we make them worse. If we treat people as they ought to be, we help them become what they are capable of becoming.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (via thelittlephilosopher)
Posted 2 weeks ago
We descend into solitude step by step
further and further down stanzas of verses
into depths never expected
further and further down stanzas of verses
into depths never expected
Posted 2 weeks ago
Philosopher’s Minimalism by Genís Carreras
(via: io9)
(Source: ianbrooks)
