dthingwithfeathers

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I want to be politically informed and educated but I also wanna have a good day and be in a good mood. Do you see my problem?

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seeing straight men be disgusted by booktok smut recommenders has actually radicalized me to the side of booktok smut recommenders. girls your taste may be atrocious but i will never disparage you for exposing mainstream discourse to the concept of soaking through your underwear. spent my whole life listening to men talk about penises it’s about time they get jumpscared by women talking about pussy in crude detail on social media. go forth and goon my warriors

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your 20’s are for the new found sympathy for your mother btw

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-Antigone, Sophocles.

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One day, in the place of your mother, you will see a little girl, and then, you will never stop seeing that little girl

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Im just glad it exists you know….love, Im just glad it exists even if isn’t mine yet. Sometimes I see a couple laughing under the trees or sitting quietly by the park bench just sharing their silence or sometimes exchanging flowers and Im just like wow the gaps in the world aren’t empty they are filled with so much love????? Im so glad I live on a planet where love exists, and that I get to witness it? What an absolute fricking privilege.

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Le Chic Radical SS21 shot by Datasuke

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Manhattan, New York City, during the blizzard of January 1996

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@/girlglimmer (x) // @/christmas-winter (x) // fireflies - suzanne siegel // “orange and blue” - sarah jarosz // beautiful night - momcilo simic // christmas eve - julia andreevna petrova // @/hunting-brother (x) // @/bluecapsicum (x) // suzanne siegel

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“How’s life?”

Me:

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Sometimes when I catch a falling leaf in my hand and I feel like god is speaking to me personally.

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“What a luxury, to tell one’s story. To be read, remembered.”

— V.E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue

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A pottery class in Nablus, Palestine circa 1920.

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I support women's rights but also women's decades long revenge plots

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I say I hate men but I still half smile half smirk the way my boy best friend did in 5th grade, I still silent laugh with a round mouth with cheeks scrunched in till my eyes disappear like that boy in 9th grade I liked so much I could die but he broke my heart, i still sometimes look up the youtube chanel my boy cousin introduced to me once when I was a kid, I hate men but god do I miss the boys they used to be.