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USA v Germany got me like

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jessehimself:

nonespark:

nissan420sx:

AMERICAN NINJA WARIOR

A STREAKER CUT THE ACTUAL CONTESTANT OFF AND BLEW THROUGH IT LIKE HE’S SONIC THE FUCKING HEDGEHOG WHAT THE FUCK

jessehimself:

nonespark:

nissan420sx:

AMERICAN NINJA WARIOR

A STREAKER CUT THE ACTUAL CONTESTANT OFF AND BLEW THROUGH IT LIKE HE’S SONIC THE FUCKING HEDGEHOG WHAT THE FUCK

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theladychelsea:

honeyyvanille:

Sometimes you need to remind yourself that you were the one who carried you through the heartache. You are the one who sits with the cold body on the shower floor, and picks it up. You are the one who feeds it, who clothes it, who tucks it into bed, and you should be proud of that. Having the strength to take care of yourself when everyone around you is trying to bleed you dry, that is the strongest thing in the universe.

I absolutely needed to read that.

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"'D’you know what happens when you hurt people?' Ammu said. 'When you hurt people, they begin to love you less. That’s what careless words do. They make people love you a little less.'"

Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things (via aestheticintrovert)

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"The Thirteenth Amendment to the United States Constitution abolished slavery and involuntary servitude, except as punishment for a crime."

except as punishment for a crime.

except as punishment for a crime.

except as punishment for a crime.

except as punishment for a crime.

except as punishment for a crime.

except as punishment for a crime.

except as punishment for a crime.

except as punishment for a crime.

except as punishment for a crime.

except as punishment for a crime.

except as punishment for a crime.

except as punishment for a crime.

except as punishment for a crime.

except as punishment for a crime.

except as punishment for a crime.

except as punishment for a crime.

Think about who’s in jail and why. 

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"writingsforwinter: Some days the air will be more salt than freshness;
some days your bones will be more pockmarked than pomegranates.
But no matter how full the universe is of dark energy,
it still manages to make the night sky look beautiful.
And no matter how full of scars your lungs are,
the tissue still produces that wonderful voice.
There’s a reason whirlpools flow differently
on either side of the Equator: because opposites
are the only silver linings that can ever turn into gold.
When each day is a suicide note,
find strength in holding the pen that allows you
to express your feelings instead of letting them fester inside
like craters buried deep in the skin of the moon.
When every morning is another reason to stay in bed,
find joy in the nights when you’re able to get out of it.
You can wail all you want and ask the Grand Canyon
how it feels to breathe, but all you’ll get is the answer
that sometimes it hurts to be so empty.
So fill yourself instead,
until all that’s left inside your head
is everything but the desire to be dead."

Writings for Winter: Silver Linings 

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Intersections - Anila Quayyun Aga

Intersections - Anila Quayyun Aga

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"Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things like books you’re reading and trips you plan on taking and relationships that are springing into existence. Or fading from your memory, which is far less exciting. And suddenly you just don’t feel at home in your skin or in your house and you just want home but “Mom’s” probably wouldn’t feel like home anymore either. There used to be the comfort of a number in your phone and ears that listened everyday and arms that were never for anyone else, but just to calm you down when you started feeling trapped in a five-minute period where nostalgia is too much and thoughts of this person you are feel foreign. When you realize that you’ll never be this young again but this is the first time you’ve ever been this old. When you can’t remember how you got from sixteen to here and all the same feel like sixteen is just as much of a stranger to you now. The song is over. The coffee’s done. You’re going to breathe in and out. You’re going to be fine in about five minutes."

The Winter of the Air (via i-believe-in-symmetry)

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unimpressed2chainz:

ppl who say blacks instead of black ppl are just in a hurry cause they have a white nationalist meeting to go to 

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"If you’re upset right now, or two hours from now, or next week at 6:27 AM when the sky looks like a jaded sea, I need you to remember how the air tastes after a storm in the scorching summer. I need you think of white linen sheets and fresh raspberries. Think of the Northern Lights and how one day you’ll see them. Think of mountains arching, of swollen lips, bruised necks, think of colors the sun kisses before parting ways with the moon. I need you think of orange lipstick and blueberry pancakes and vanilla coke and Christmas lights. Think of poetry that eats at your skin like sawdust. Of music that weaves into your wrists like the tongue’s of bees. Think of prairie land. It’s vast emptiness. Think of birds on telephone lines, black and white photographs of hands, think of naked skin tight on summer air, think of revelation, God spray painted on museum walls, think of your bones creating galaxies in the pits of your stomach. If you’re upset right now, or two hours from now, or seventeen weeks from now when you no longer feel his, her, their name tasting of saltwater on your tongue, think of the fact you have pieces of the stars breathing inside of you. Think of infinity."

your eyes are crying licorice  (via irynka)

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"I told God a lot about you, then I cried."

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"

I worried a lot. Will the garden grow, will the rivers
flow in the right direction, will the earth turn
as it was taught, and if not how shall
I correct it?

Was I right, was I wrong, will I be forgiven,
can I do better?

Will I ever be able to sing, even the sparrows
can do it and I am, well,
hopeless.

Is my eyesight fading or am I just imagining it,
am I going to get rheumatism,
lockjaw, dementia?

Finally I saw that worrying had come to nothing.
And gave it up. And took my old body
and went out into the morning,
and sang.

"

>Mary Oliver
Swan: Poems and Prose Poems
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"You can’t say “I don’t do politics”, because silence is a political statement."

Tariq Ramadan (via shandog)

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