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That's called an invisible tornado, often concealed by precipitation.
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‘My point is not that everything is bad, but that everything is dangerous, which is not exactly the same as bad. If everything is dangerous, then we always have something to do. So my position leads not to apathy, but to a hyper- and pessimistic activism.
Foucault in a 1983 interview (via arabellesicardi)
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People have to pretend you’re a bad person so they don’t feel guilty about the things they did to you.
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Finally giving in and admitting to yourself that you have a fetish you were avoiding

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I want to believe in ghosts. I love ghost stories. We were shooting Keanu in New Orleans, and the whole cast went on this ghost tour, led by this sexy, swarthy guy. Like, “If these streets could talk, they’d tell some pretty scary stories. But you probably don’t want to hear about that…” I was looking over at Method Man like, “Oh, my God, I brought a member of the Wu-Tang Clan to this fucking ghost tour. He’s going to hate it.” At the end of the tour, Method Man raises his hand. I was like, “Oh, here it comes.” He goes, “Sometimes I wake up and I feel something sitting on my chest. What is it?” And I’m thinking, It’s blunts, it’s blunts, stop smoking blunts. But the tour guide is like, [nodding] “That’s going to be a night hag.
interview with jordan peele (via flamelikeme)
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Repost from @platonicyouth 24 hours,14 little girls missing, and not a single fuck given #sayhername #findourgirlsdc #theydeservebetter
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Love conquers all (or at least it’s better than the alternative) by John Broadley
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Poster for my typography final! Lyric is from I Won the Pageant by 4th Curtis
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Doesn’t it feel good to sing When you’ve lost grip on everything? Open your chest Breathe it out on the floor. What was any of this for? What happened broke my heart, And I’m sure that it broke yours But if you can’t feel alive from this, What was any of it for?
Good Luck, “It Gets Harder” (via terrordactyl)
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