"I have a very bad relationship with the future.
We don’t get on.
We just ignore each other."
- Pete Doherty (via beastlyheart)
I feel so shitty and down
wanted: someone who will lay on the floor and listen to music with me for a few hours
"Not everything happens for a reason. Sometimes life just sucks."
- Alexa Chung (via silvike)
(Source: alexturnerisababe, via itsababyshambles)
Sometimes you need to remind yourself that you were the one who carried you through the heartache. You are the one who sits with the cold body on the shower floor, and picks it up. You are the one who feeds it, who clothes it, who tucks it into bed, and you should be proud of that. Having the strength to take care of yourself when everyone around you is trying to bleed you dry, that is the strongest thing in the universe.
(Source: sarahaliceyoung, via fuckinghorrorshow)
"When you’re a trans woman you are made to walk this very fine line, where if you act feminine you are accused of being a parody and if you act masculine, it is seen as a sign of your true male identity. And if you act sweet and demure, you’re accused of reinforcing patriarchal ideas of female passivity, but if you stand up for your own rights and make your voice heard, then you are dismissed as wielding male privilege and entitlement. We trans women are made to teeter on this tightrope, not because we are transsexuals, but because we are women. This is the same double bind that forces teenage girls to negotiate their way between virgin and whore, that forces female politicians and business women to be aggressive without being seen as a bitch, and to be feminine enough not to emasculate their alpha male colleagues, without being so girly as to undermine their own authority."
- Julia Serano, Excluded: Making Feminist and Queer Movements More Inclusive, p 28-9 (via bisexual-books)
"'You,' he said, 'are a terribly real thing in a terribly false world, and that, I believe, is why you are in so much pain.'"
- Emilie Autumn, The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls (via exoticwild)
(Source: larmoyante, via exoticwild)
For the first time in a long time I finally know who I am. Least I feel that I do, and that’s all the really matters right? Just for a second - a blissful moment - a calmness.
i love physical touch. like not even kissing and stuff just like. sitting next to each other with our arms touching or our legs overlapping or walking next to each other with our arms brushing i love knowing im real i love existing with people i love it