She is madness, and sanity. She is hell, and paradise. She is delightfully chaotic, a beautiful mess. She is kind of like an ocean, wild and untameable yet strangely calming to watch. She always has that about her, that look of otherness, of eyes that see things much too far, and of thoughts that wander off the edge of the world. She lives the poetry she cannot write. She feels in italics and lives in capitals. She is a mess of gorgeous chaos, and you can see it in her eyes. Loving her is a splendid adventure.
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1. Don’t try to piss quietly. Nobody in a public restroom thinks you’re knitting in your stall. They came to piss, just like you. And if you have to take a dump, do it. Get over your fear of public toilets. It’ll make life a lot easier.

2. Masturbate. Masturbate a lot. Talk about it with your friends. You’ve got the right to make yourself feel good and brag about it just like all the boys with extra large kleenex packages on their desks.

3. If you want the large fries, get the large fries. Hunger and appetite are nothing to be ashamed of, just human. Don’t ever feel guilty for eating in front of others. You need to nourish your body to stay alive. We all do.

4. Laugh as loud as you have to, no matter if you snort or gasp or literally scream.

5. Fart when you have to.

6. Always remember you weren’t born to visually please others. Forget the phrase “what if they think it’s ugly”. If you think it’s lovely, it is lovely. You wanna wear it, wear it!

7. Speak your mind! You can learn to do so without insulting others or shoving your opinion down other people’s throats.

Seven Simple Ways To Free Yourself, from girl to girl (via notcapableoflove)

blackfemalepresident:

you deserve to be in a relationship with a person who doesnt make you compete for their affection and never has you guessing where you stand with them

i show my affection to my friends by gently bullying them

"You say I look high
After I lay back, tired and out of breath
From fucking you senseless.
But you don’t know how close to the truth you are.
Because the passion we create
Is a better high than any substance I’ve ever swallowed, snorted or smoked.
I feel more euphoric with you,
Than with pills.
More at home with you,
Than with alcohol.
And more at peace with the world,
Than with Mary Jane.
I never knew what addiction felt like
Until I tasted your lips.
I’ve never felt a high
Quite like you.”
— After thoughts. (via mynameispride)
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