Through these blue eyes

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Everything I have ever written, I have come to realize, has been written for you.
But it is with the walls that lay in crumpled heaps beside my mosquito-bitten legs that I understand just how real this all seems to be. Just how breakable it all truly is. So, please, when you read through my thoughts- my mad, broken, scattered thoughts- remember that it was all written for you.

I have nothing and so much more than I have to prove. This is for me. This is for you. I have nothing to give, but I pray you accept this, and I pray that if you can't that someday you will.


When I was 17 my appendix ruptured because I thought I was just having period cramps and didn’t go to the hospital so don’t tell me PMS symptoms are no big deal



"Curing AIDS? Shit, that’s like Cadillac making a car that lasts for 50 years. And you know they can do it, but they ain’t going to do nothing that fucking dumb. Shit, they got metal on the Space Shuttle that can go around the Moon and withstand  temperatures of up to 20,000 degrees, you mean to tell me you don’t think they can make an El Dorado with a fuckin’ bumper that don’t fall off?"

- Chris Rock (“Bigger and Blacker”, 1999)




I have a very big crush on u but sadly I am only a little bug and u are a garden

An estimated 63 percent of young men between the ages of 11 and 20 who are imprisoned for homicide have killed their mothers’ batterers.
Kimberle Crenshaw, in her article Intersectionality and Identity Politics: Learning from Violence Against Women of Color. (via supreme-shieldmaiden)

Think about it.

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"Go away kid I’m trying to be fabulous."


"Go away kid I’m trying to be fabulous."



I feel so selfish because I’m with a man that I love dearly but I know that he wants me more than I can want him and I am with him still because I know that he would be so broken without me. I don’t know what to do. Should I stay with him and soldier on or leave so I can be happy, even though he would be so, so sad..

Never curse a fall. The ground is where humility lives.
Yasmin Mogahed (via erosoma)

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i’m great at guessing people’s weights here just sit on my face

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Pejac: New Street Pieces - Paris, France

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Pejac recently spent some time in Paris, France where he worked his way through a couple of new street pieces including the above piece which is entitled “Ants”.
With his minimalist but clear style, he painted 2 silhouettes of kids being cruel with magnifying glass on what looks like colony of ants. But, instead of burning ants which is always an interesting game to play, these kids are burning little humans. The artist used the texture of raw concrete wall, and painted these little men to look as a realistic colony of ants. Juxtaposed with flat silhouettes of children, the tiny creatures shown with their shadows and in perspective, look very fragile and harmless. The Spanish artist also painted two extra pieces including a surrealistic and amazing door.
Check out more photos of the new pieces after the jump and come back soon for more mural updates from Pejac. This piece can be seen in person @ Avenue de 8 Mai 1945, Vitry-sur-Seine, Paris.