will u still love me when im no longer young and ok looking
Eighteen. New Zealand. Charlotte.
You can make up your own mind about everything else.
"There’s something disturbing about recalling a warm memory and feeling utterly cold." - Gillian Flynn, Gone Girl (via ckgarden)
"This is what I don’t get - Women are impure because males have touched them. Who’s the dirty one here?" - Comment on Jezebel article “Female ‘Purity’ Is Bullshit” (via milkied)
‘…and I pluck at their petals until they wilt in my stomach acid and tangle around my organs, waiting for spring again’
"
“
Read.
Read as many books as you possibly can.
Read more than one book at once.
Read until the plots of different stories amalgamate into each other.
Submerge yourself into the ocean and swim with the creatures that dwell in the depths of the deep.
Fall in love with a character in the busy streets of New York City.
Feel your heart break as your best friend perishes in a cold war.
Laugh through the words of humour, cry through the lines of despair.
Take a breath and grasp the books to your heart as the story reaches its climax.
Hold onto the last few pages with desperation.
Hold on to the last few words like they were uttered by a loved one.
Read until your soul is shaken.
Read until your perspective on life changes.
Read until you are inspired.
Visit the library or build your bedroom into one.
Read because you’re upset.
Read when you sunbathe or bask yourself in a warm petal-sprinkled bubble bath.
Read after watching the movie.
Read as a break from studying.
Read to your little sister.
Read before you sleep.
Read with a lemonade in the Summer.
Read with a coffee in the Winter.
Read because it is the only thing you truly love.
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" - (via cascadingletters)I just sit here sometimes like
wow
sexism is still a thing
the fact that sexism was ever a thing
it just
it’s beyond me
a woman pushes you out of her fucking BODY
and you grow up to be like ‘ahahaha women r stupid and weak’
i don’t get how that happens
