"Live through this and don't look back."




Just a few of the i need feminism because photos! Why not take a look online or make one of your own :)x

That last one tho

That 6th one…. Ouch

Of course, I deserve better. Of course, you deserve better. Of course, we deserve better than what we have right now. But then if we always think that way, how can we ever be contented with what we can give to each other? Yes, I know. Everything between us is not perfect. We do shitty things with each other. We say the worst words that could ever be said. We let go then hold on then let go again as if we are just playing in circles but then we always get back to each other, right? We push each other away only to pull the other one closer. We fool ourselves with the idea of someone better when we know, we both know that there is no one else, there is just you for me. You see, what we have is not the best thing. It is not the thing that we always dreamed of. It is not flawless nor it is painless but it was something real, something beautiful because we can feel it in our hearts and we both know that this is what we wanted. We deserve better than this but I guess, we just have to forget what we deserve and hold on to the love that we have right now because it is rare and we are too lucky to be able to find it within each other. And I guess, when you found something real as what we have right now, we should not let it slip away no matter how hard it could get, no matter how much pain it causes to the both of us, no matter how it exhausts us, no matter how much it could damage us because I think, it is also the one that could fix us, the one that could heal us, the one that could show us that the world is not that horrible anyway because we got each other. So hold on please? We can make it.

     — (via themostawesomebitch)


“I’m in love with you,” he said quietly. “Augustus,” I said. “I am,” he said. He was staring at me, and I could see the corners of his eyes crinkling. “I’m in love with you, and I’m not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I’m in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I am in love with you.

How rape trials should go?

Lawyer: Did he rape her?
Witness: Yes, but she was drunk and passed out.
Lawyer: That's not what I asked. Did he rape her?
Witness: Yes, but she was wearin-
Lawyer: I didn't ask what she was wearing. Did he rape her?
Witness: Yes, but-
Lawyer: I didn't ask anything else. It's just a simple yes or no answer. Did he rape her?
Witness: Yes.
Laywer: Yes, he raped her.
Rape is rape is rape, no matter the context.

She was too quiet, or she was too loud. She took things too seriously, or not seriously at all. She was too sensitive, or too cold-hearted. She hated with every fiber of her being, or loved with every piece of her heart. There was no in-between for her. It was either all or nothing. She wanted everything but settled for nothing.

     — (via glitterist)


Two Brothers Re-Create Childhood Photos As A Priceless Gift To Their Mother (via Then/Now)