I'm the hero of this story, I don't need to be saved.

Forever curious, intolerably charming & a girl with lots to say. A home wrecker with a heart of gold. I have horrendous taste in the opposite sex, but my pick of the female form is second-to-none. A 23 year old wanderer, who is not lost.

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Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears.

It’s been months since I last felt the weight of my illness on my shoulders. I haven’t felt that destructive need in longer than I can remember. The pain has subsided, the horrors locked behind the gate for now.

My head is bloody, but unbowed.x

Bring consent out of the bedroom. I think part of the reason we have trouble drawing the line “it’s not okay to force someone into sexual activity” is that in many ways, forcing people to do things is part of our culture in general. Cut that shit out of your life. If someone doesn’t want to go to a party, try a new food, get up and dance, make small talk at the lunchtable—that’s their right. Stop the “aww c’mon” and “just this once” and the games where you playfully force someone to play along. Accept that no means no—all the time.

The Pervocracy: Consent culture. (via notemily)

it’s especially important to practice this with KIDS. Kids need to know it’s ok to say no to giving auntie a hug and kiss. it’s ok to say no to getting up on stage at a children’s show or activity. it’s ok to say no. please teach your children this!

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The trouble is that, for women, being “nice” often translates into putting up with things we should never put up with. How many times has some creep sat uncomfortably close to me on the bus and stared me down, yet I’m too afraid to just get up and move, lest I offend him?

We smile when we’re harassed on the street or hit on by jerks. We laugh at sexist jokes. We learn that when we have strong opinions, we’ll be called bitches and that if we get angry, we’ll be called hysterical. When we say what we want, we’re called pushy or aggressive.

Part of learning “ladylike” behavior is about learning to smile politely when someone is being crude. Femininity has long been attached to passivity and to being docile. Men fight, women giggle and fume silently.

Women And Girls Don’t Need To Be Told To Be Nicer (via idioticteen)

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There’s no need for heartbreak warfare. It’s called ‘I love you’ — ‘I love you too’. ‘I need more love’ — ‘You got more love’, and you can get through life like that. Shouldn’t you just, on days where you want more love, be like ‘I had a bad dream that you were sleeping around, it’s really irrational, but just love me extra today’. Why can’t we just have this thing where you just say ‘Just love me extra today’. If I was with somebody and they said ‘Love me extra today’, I would love them extra forever.

John Mayer, Atlanta, 2010 (via flannel)

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Fearless Love

You ask me what I’m afraid of, and I whisper, ‘everything’ with a smile on my lips. Your boyish grin makes my stomach flutter. I quickly change the subject, but like a dog with a bone - you ask me to be serious for a minute.

'I'm afraid that if I answer your question, my fear will come true'.
‘Answer me’.

I’m afraid that one day our conversation will turn to love, as it always does, and you’ll apologise for everything we’ve been through, like you always do. I’m afraid in that moment, you’ll feel the need to ask me the question you have ached to since almost before we met. I’m afraid that I’ll be weakened by the notion that love doesn’t have to hurt, and that I’ll answer truthfully.
‘Are you still in love with me?’ you will ask, eyes fixed on mine.
‘How could I not be?’ I will answer.

I don’t say any of that. Instead, I laugh and reply, ‘Fear comes from the possibility of losing something that you once had. I’m not afraid of anything’.

my sadness is not
a cut for you to bandage
and it is not
a bruise for you to kiss

i am not waiting
for you to save me
i am hoping you will love me
while i rescue myself

this is what a hero looks like (w.k.)

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