Ugly On the Skin, Lovely from Within.

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breathlesslybroken:

thinspocean:

still-moving-on:

m-isguidedghos-t:

Boys don’t understand the horrible view girls have of themselves

AMEN

Literally fml

I’ll always reblog this I think

This is what I see

lexuswillow: This is an old family picture. My family does not...

Sat, 18 May 2013 17:06:04 -0400

lexuswillow:

This is an old family picture.

My family does not support my being in the LGBTQIA community. They actually are opposed to it. They tell me every day that its disgusting and that it’s sinful and I’ll go to hell for liking women.
I moved out when I was seventeen, and in January I moved back in with them because I couldn’t handle everything that was going on. Every day one of my five siblings tells me to go back to Minnesota. My little brother Charlie (the black baby in the picture) is now 8 and he constantly physically attacks me and tells me that I’m not his sister and to leave. My other siblings make it very obvious and clear that they don’t want me here and my parents tell me constantly that they’re gonna kick me out soon.
I’ve been saving every penny for a bus ticket to Oregon to stay with my best friend and today I found this picture in my sisters’ room ON DISPLAY. Not hidden. On display. They cut my face out of the picture.

And that… That was just the last straw.
I don’t care if anyone reblogs this or whatever, I don’t wanna get popular, I just want people to know that this is not what a family looks like. This is not something people should have to go through.

This is no life.

This is disgusting.

I would never, NEVER, allow my child to feel anything less than loved. No matter their orientation, color, size or so forth. Why? Because he or she is MY CHILD.

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themassacrett:

3cans 1foot

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these-times-will-pass: Love quotes? you will love this blog

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these-times-will-pass:

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"Not all possibilities are open to us. The world is finite; our hopes spill over its rim."

Tue, 14 May 2013 08:00:08 -0400

“Not all possibilities are open to us. The world is finite; our hopes spill over its rim.”

- Salman Rushdie, The Satanic Verses (via quota-tions)

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beautilation:

“I’ll never forget the day Marilyn and I were walking around New York City, just having a stroll on a nice day. She loved New York because no one bothered her there like they did in Hollywood, she could put on her plain-jane clothes and no one would notice her. She loved that. So as we we’re walking down Broadway, she turns to me and says ‘Do you want to see me become her?’ I didn’t know what she meant but I just said ‘Yes’- and then I saw it. I don’t know how to explain what she did because it was so very subtle, but she turned something on within herself that was almost like magic. And suddenly cars were slowing and people were turning their heads and stopping to stare. They were recognizing that this was Marilyn Monroe as if she pulled off a mask or something, even though a second ago nobody noticed her. I had never seen anything like it before.” - Amy Greene, wife of Marilyn’s personal photographer Milton Greene

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A dead poets dream

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“I feel nothing,” were his famous last words as Death’s icy fingers folded over his shoulder

One by one until his hand gripped him in a chilling embrace

He said nothing else, felt nothing else while everyone went on to their beds where they would find sleep with ease

He, however, could not, would not, shake the winter breeze that hugged onto his soul

It was time, he felt it. A time long over due.

the shiver that crept up his spine was almost a comfort, as if he wasn’t alone in the nights endless thought

with the Dead Poet’s last breath, he thought of the boys that had become his brothers

and with his last moments, the poet thought to himself

this is only the beginning.

blossoming new stories for the ones to follow in their steps, riling up old traditions and burning them with their own words

The Dead Poet’s society stood to live another day in the hearts of the next generation, O Captain, my Captain forever their war cry.

Ugly On the Skin, Lovely from Within.

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"Not all possibilities are open to us. The world is finite; our hopes spill over its rim."

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A dead poets dream

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