Tuesday, October 21, 2014
Coercive sex can have many faces. It can come from a seemingly positive place, like when someone says, “I really think you should have sex with me because I love you.” It can also come from an obviously negative place through instances of blackmail. Neither is okay. We need to teach youth that it isn’t okay to pressure others into sex and that it is okay to say “no” to sex even if it hurts someone’s feelings. Widener student Sasha N. Canan, here. (via politicalmachine)

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ballet-is-oxygen:

kingdomoftheballerino:

Brooke Ray, Prix de Lausanne 2012

Just finished her second year at the royal ballet school, stunning dancer.

ballet-is-oxygen:

kingdomoftheballerino:

Brooke Ray, Prix de Lausanne 2012

Just finished her second year at the royal ballet school, stunning dancer.

tomcadrin:

boston in octoberthomas cadrin, 2014

tomcadrin:

boston in october
thomas cadrin, 2014

chocolatequeennk:

haliasjane:

inbetweenfictionandreality:

"I waited too long to read the sequel, and now I can’t even remember the characters."

                                                                                            A novel by me

"I read the whole series in less than two days, and now can’t separate the events of individual books" the thrilling sequel

"I’ve read so much fanfic for this series, I can’t remember what really happened in the books" the stunning conclusion

Monday, October 20, 2014

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Thugs.

September 2014.

Photography by Jeana Lindo

view the full set of images here

They warned me like this: by setting the colosseum on fire.
The Gods are furious that I have loved you more than I have loved them.
Here, let me explain, there’s a cherry tree growing inside of my stomach and instead of bending towards heaven, the branches are leaning to wherever you are closest.
This probably means that you’re light.
This probably means that you’re devastating.
This probably means that I will be on fire if I touch you.
That’s okay, light me up. I’ll hand you the gasoline. I’ll hand you the spark. It’s already there.
And I don’t mean because I’m crazy and it hurts, I just mean that I’m already burning up for you.
Somehow it’s a miracle, somehow the healers are shaking their heads and wondering how anyone can be ash from the inside out and still be alive.
Tell them I’m a tree, tell them I’m a phoenix, tell them anything but ‘there’s this woman and I’m new because of her.’ Honestly, I did, I told them about you and they don’t believe me but this is why the Gods are angry.
Because I have started calling you miracle.
Because I’ve left my heart out on the street for you. Because the crows are pecking at it and saying ‘for her’ as they go. That’s okay, I don’t mind. I’ve loved you like this. It’s the only way I’ve known how. Let them be furious, we’ll tell them it was on purpose, we’ll say it was deliberate. I’ll say: ‘Yes, I knew exactly what I was doing.’ I’ll say: ‘Yes, I burned everything down for her.’
Azra.T “Love Letter from Forever Ago” (via tromos)

tassledown:

voyageviolet:

roachpatrol:

videodante:

Read them all here, I felt like this should be remembered somewhere because it’s really good.

YOO. 

If you try to tell me the Hunger Games isn’t good enough to go toe-to-toe with shit like 1984, Lord of the Flies, and Farenheit 451 then we are gonna have to throw the fuck down

All of this is an awesome read

And maybe I’ll have to actually read the Hunger Games now…

I am so disgusted by how misogynistic “high literature” is.

I don’t care what literature enthusiasts claim, Literary Fiction is a genre and a preference, not anything resembling objective quality.

But though the lights
one by one extinguish
as you explore deeper,
that final light — the sun —
grows stronger,
despite the coming winter,
the darkening seas.
John Kinsella, from “Tenebrae” (via the-final-sentence)

(Source: poetrylibrary.edu.au)

likeafieldmouse:

Jalal Sepehr - Water and Persian Rugs (2004)

bostonianresolution:

I chased some people around Boston in the rain

so-treu:

Viola Davis is a freaking tour de force. As she slowly peels back her wig, her eyelashes and wipes away her makeup, you can just see Annalise come undone. She doesn’t say a word, but you can feel the pain radiating off her. It gave me the chills. (x)

this scene, yo.

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t0riat00turnt:

They’re both so cute

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Sansa Appreciation Week: [Day 1] → Favorite Quote(s)
∟ My name’s not Alayne. It’s Sansa Stark, eldest daughter of Lord Eddard Stark.

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