Be courageous, be kind.
→ For the Men Who Still Don't Get It

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What if
all women were bigger and stronger than you
And thought they were smarter
What if
women were the ones who started wars
What if
too many of your friends had been raped by women wielding giant dildos
and no K-Y Jelly
What if
the state trooper
who pulled…

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It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the sound I heard when I was 9 and my father slammed the front door so hard behind him I swear to god it shook the whole house. For the next 3 years I watched my mother break her teeth on vodka bottles. I think she stopped breathing when he left. I think part of her died. I think he took her heart with him when he walked out. Her chest is empty, just a shattered mess or cracked ribs and depression pills.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s all the blood in the sink. It’s the night that I spent 12 hours in the emergency room waiting to see if my sister was going to be okay, after the boy she loved, told her he didn’t love her anymore. It’s the crying, and the fluorescent lights, and white sneakers and pale faces and shaky breaths and blood. So much blood.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the time that I had to stay up for two days straight with my best friend while she cried and shrieked and threw up on my bedroom floor because her boyfriend fucked his ex. I swear to god she still has tear streaks stained onto her cheeks. I think when you love someone, it never really goes away.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the six weeks we had a substitute in English because our teacher was getting divorced and couldn’t handle getting out of bed. When she came back was smiling. But her hands shook so hard when she held her coffee, you could see that something was broken inside. And sometimes when things break, you can’t fix them. Nothing ever goes back to how it was. I got an A in English that year. I think her head was always spinning too hard to read any essays.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s that I do.

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It’s not that I don’t love you.  (via extrasad)
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1. If you think she is kind, tell her.
Buy her a box of chocolates and
tell her that they could never be
as sweet as she is.

2. If you think she is beautiful, tell her.
Give her a bouquet of flowers
and tell her they could never be
as lovely as she is.

3. If you love her, tell her,
over and over again.
Whisper it into her ear and
mumble it against her lips.

4. Tell her that she is loved and
sweet and beautiful, so that
she never once forgets it.

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c.n., How to make a girl feel loved” (via acousticized)
"   I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day, and I believe in miracles.   "
Audrey Hepburn (via observando)
"   You should know that there is something worse than hate and that is unlove.

Because hate is anger over something lost, hate is passion, hate is misguided, it’s caring for the wrong things but it is still caring.

But unlove, unlove is to unkiss, to unremember, to unhold, to undream, to undo everything that ever was and leave smooth stone behind in its wake.

No fire.

No fury.

Just, nothing.

And that is worse than hate.   "
The salting of the earth, I wrote this for you (via twistedtheory)
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Now yes! Full performance of Ed’s performance of DON’T on snl tonight!!

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HOW DID YOU

SWEET JESUS YES

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"   Don’t mock people for the things that make them happy.   "
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