Stormy moon
Puerto Natales, Magallanes & La Antartica Chilena.
this man just CHECKED™ his privilege im living
this is what i mean when i say “actually tolerance isn’t all that bad” this guy says several times that he doesn’t understand and even is uncomfortable, but that that isn’t what matters. imo, that’s how tolerance works.
true tolerance is, “i don’t have to understand, because you don’t need my permission to live. my job as a member of your community is to have your back, whether i understand your situation or not.”
I’m going to keep reblogging this forever, because it is such an excellent, clear example of how to approach this stuff from outside.
This motherfucker right here. I think about his monologue sometimes, for years now. It still gives me hope.
Her face was against my chest and she said she was breathing my scent. When I asked her what she smelled, her response was ‘home.’
Damien Echols, Life After Death (via liquidlightandrunningtrees)
But I don't want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.
— Aldous Huxley, Brave New World
i'm tired of giving others the privilege of being the light in my life. i am the moon and this is my sky and i will shine. i will shine all bright and beautiful, all by myself.
ekta somera
these days i am no longer good at being a good daughter. isn’t it so gentle to be nose-deep in a barn fire, sharp teeth in stairwells, laying naked in the murk. my mother says i’m becoming the scarier version of myself. when the moon looks down, she whispers just as you should.
She has so much sweetness in her eyes, and fierceness in her heart.
Umberto Saba
Quotes that remind me of Leo
(via mermaidastrology)
Source: mermaidastrology
“I wish you choose the love that chooses you, that makes you feel like both a soulmate and a friend, that doesn’t play any games and inspires you to be the best version of you that you can be. You deserve a forever.”
— juansen dizon, Forever
Your sexuality is not a promise you have to keep.
wordsnquotes
“I love unmade beds. I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be anything but honest in that moment. I love the look in people’s eyes when they realize they’re in love. I love the way people look when they first wake up and they’ve forgotten their surroundings. I love the gasp people take when their favorite character dies. I love when people close their eyes and drift to somewhere in the clouds. I fall in love with people and their honest moments all the time. I fall in love with their breakdowns and their smeared makeup and their daydreams. Honesty is just too beautiful to ever put into words.”
— Unknown | @wnq-unknown
Source: unknown.wordsnquotes.com