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She is not “my girl.”

She belongs to herself, and to all of the world. And I am blessed, for with all her freedom, she still comes back to me, moment-to-moment, day-by-day, and night-by-night.

How much more blessed can I be?


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Feminist: a person who supports feminism.

Feminism: the advocacy of women’s rights on the grounds of political, social, and economic equality to men.

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Yomosue Taro - Cute Oneself               Drawings

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"Be with her because you actually want to be with her, because you actually see a potential future with her, not because you are used to being with her, not because you’re scared of the thought that being without them will ruin you. The point of being in a relationship is to enjoy each other’s company, is to be there to support each other when they need it most. No one person, defines who you are. They only compliment you."

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the starry sky on the himalayas


So amazing


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i hate when you’re not in the same mood as your friend like when you want to slay your enemies and feast on their flesh and your friend wants to dance in a field of daisies and sing for the sake of singing like no stop that grab a pitchfork

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"If we’re destroying our trees and destroying our environment and hurting animals and hurting one another and all that stuff—there’s got to be a very powerful energy to fight that.
I think we need more love in the world.
We need more kindness, more compassion, more joy, more laughter.
I definitely want to contribute to that.”

Ellen DeGeneres

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I’m not the girl your mother warns you about.
I won’t kiss your best friend or break your heart.
I won’t make you choose between what you love to do & me.
I’m not cold. I’m not reckless.

I’m the girl your father mentions when your mom’s not around.
I’m the girl that gets away.

I will love you more than anything.
I will kiss you when you cry.
I will stand by your side until you decide otherwise.

And you’re just like your father, so you will.

You’ll let me go & I won’t look back,
But you will.
I promise you, you will.

I’m that girl.


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why do teenage girls hang out in odd numbers?

because they can’t even

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my first girlfriend, Zoë.

We’re sitting across from each other in the library mouthing landslide really dramatically as we procrastinate from our queer theory paper due in 12 hours, while I blow my nose relentlessly and she picks at her new lip ring. She looks up past our screens sometimes and smiles at me, and sometimes I can just melt there. Sometimes, I can just look at her and feel like it’s all going to be okay. 

We bicker, that’s for sure. We fight over really stupid and small things and usually we don’t know why. We challenge each other a lot. We call each other out. We struggling to thrive, but we’re doing it together.

We like the same ice cream. We like the same pasta (and sauce). We like the same movies. She’s the most amazing cuddler.

If we make it out of all this alive, we’re moving to Florence in September. I love her and I’m excited about it all. 

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"I remember crying over you and I don’t mean a couple of tears and I’m blue. I’m talking about collapsing and screaming at the moon."

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