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MOON PRIDE [x]

We all have unshakable wills
We will fight on our own
Without leaving our destiny to a prince

We are not helpless girls
Who need men’s protection

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teensquotess:

http://teenlifequotes.com/

teensquotess:

http://teenlifequotes.com/

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ignis fatuus (medieval latin: “foolish fire”), commonly known as will-o’-the-wisp, is an atmospheric ghost light seen by travelers at night, especially over bogs, swamps or marshes. It resembles a flickering lamp and is said to recede if approached, drawing travelers from the safe paths. In European folklore, these lights are held to be either mischievous spirits of the dead, or other supernatural beings or spirits such as fairies, attempting to lead travelers astray. In literature, it sometimes has a metaphorical meaning, describing a hope or goal that leads one on but is impossible to reach, or something one finds sinister and confounding.

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Tim McGraw (Acoustic)
by Taylor Swift on Pop Goes Acoustic (Volume 1)
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Tim McGraw (Acoustic) - Taylor Swift

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rubbermaddox:

Ilustrations by the incredible Carol Rossetti check her out and follow her here! http://carolrossettidesign.tumblr.com/

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I finally found a song that fits my mood, fuckyourear. Go figure you’d be asleep or something by now. But I hope you are sleeping peacefully. 

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❝ The poison leaves bit by bit, not all at once. Be patient. You are healing.
— Yasmin Mogahed (via beautifulsabr)
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❝ You can be in a relationship for two years and feel nothing; you can be in a relationship for 2 months and feel everything. Time is not a measure of quality; of infatuation, or of love.
— What my relationships have taught me. (via lozzat)
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teensquotess:

http://teenlifequotes.com/

teensquotess:

http://teenlifequotes.com/

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'Tell me what happens the first time you see a woman naked.'

'The first time you see a woman naked will not be like you imagined. There will be no love, no trust, no intimacy. You won’t even be in the same room as her.

You won’t get to smile as she undresses you and you undress her. You won’t get to calm her nerves with nerves of your own. You won’t get to kiss her, feeling her lips and the edge of her tongue. You won’t get to brush your fingers over the lace of her bra or count her ribs or feel her heartbeat.

The first time you see a woman naked you will be sitting in front of a computer screen watching someone play at intimacy and perform at sex. She will contort her body to please everyone in the room but her. You will watch this woman who is not a woman, pixelated and filtered and customized. She will come ready-made, like an order at a restaurant. The man on the screen will be bigger than you, rougher than you. He will teach you how to talk to her. He will teach you where to put your hands and he will teach you what you’re supposed to like. He will teach you to take what is yours.

You must unlearn this. You must unlearn this twisted sense of love. You must unlearn the definition of pleasure and intimacy you are being taught. Kill this idea of love, this idea of entitlement, this way of scarring one another.’

— (via ummseptiembre93)
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