always glorify my own body (especially the parts society hates) because if i don’t who the fuck will
(via loveyourchaos)
note to self: be angry, anger is righteous, but don’t burn yourself in your desperation to set the world on fire. it’s important and good to be firm in your politics, there are things worth sacrificing for, but don’t be a martyr for your anger. for love, yes, for community, yes, but not for anger.
(via loveyourchaos)
I am that clumsy human, always loving, loving, loving. And loving. And never leaving. You are a stone. We weep together and make a bed for rain.
— Frida Kahlo, The Diary Of Frida Kahlo: An Intimate Self-Portrait (via perfect)
(Source: violentwavesofemotion, via conor-broberst)
“We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn’t. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing. ”
-Charles Bukowski
(via trashyandclassy)
There is no sun without shadow, and it is essential to know the night.
— Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus, translation by Justin O’Brien (via frenchtwist)
(via fuckyeahexistentialism)
So I made a fist
of my heart, hoping
throwing the first punch
would leave me stronger
of my heart, hoping
throwing the first punch
would leave me stronger
— Clementine von Radics (via clementinevonradics)
(via loveyourchaos)
