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I feel very small and freakishly large at once. Critical and insignificant. At the very center of things and at the farthest edge.
written by Bill Clegg, Portrait of an Artist as a Young Man (via larmoyante)

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nickthomm:

MELT-FACE
www.nickthomm.com
person: "i hate cats "
me: "what the fuck"
People get tired of your sadness
written by AnoukG  (via dying-is-an-art-im-doin-it-well)

(Source: welcome-this-is-my, via coastnorth)

I feel nothing
or
I feel everything.
I don’t know which is worse.
written by 2 am thoughts  (via adictable)

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camiekahle:

I’ve never related to anything more

(Source: fartgallery, via coachela)

I am not Mike Brown. I am white. I am middle class. I am female. I am small. I am not considered a threat. When police see me they see someone who looks like them. They see their mothers, their daughters, their sisters, themselves. I am not at risk of being shot by police for existing while black. I am not at risk of being shot while unarmed. I am not at risk of being shot while armed with nothing more than a BB gun. I am not at risk of being shot for reaching for my wallet. I am privileged.
But I am outraged. And if you aren’t outraged, then you aren’t paying attention. This is America in 2014. This is our reality. It’s so easy to get jaded and to ignore these atrocities, to act like this doesn’t affect us. It’s so easy to get apathetic. In the past it was the youth who protested. Where is the rage of the youth? Where is our rage?
Like I said, I am not Mike Brown. But I am outraged.
written by : I am not Mike Brown. (via asgardian-feminist)

(via hyperheartz)

I was always attracted not by some quantifiable, external beauty, but by something deep down, something absolute. Just as some people have a secret love for rainstorms, earthquakes, or blackouts, I liked that certain undefinable something.
written by Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun (via hellanne)

(via hittings)

I am living in a nightmare, from which from time to time I wake in sleep.
written by Ursula K. Le Guin (via perfect)

(Source: quotes-shape-us, via hittings)