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I don’t think is normal or average. I think I just don’t know them enough.

the tribe has spoken, the village will eat your liver for dinner *screech*

i’m gonna call the gods of my ancestors and call down upon you the curse of the evil narra tree cause thats how natives roll

theanimalblog: (by NoralyB)

i actually have friends

"I have the deepest affection for intellectual conversations. The ability to just sit and talk. About love, about life, about anything, about everything. To sit under the moon with all the time in the world, the full-speed train that is our lives slowing to a crawl. Bound by no obligations, barred by no human limitations. To speak without regret or fear of consequence. To talk for hours and about what’s really important in life."

(via sunhits)

about to die xoxo

It’s not fighting that makes you closer.

vfpxxix:

It’s the making up after a fight that makes you closer. It’s coming to each others senses realizing that you really do care for each other, and the feeling of accepting ones mistake and forgiving. Learning something new about one another, what bothers them, and what makes them happy. Understanding each other more, and owning up to your mistakes. That, is what brings you closer to each other.

"Women are expected to be nice and sweet, to make other people feel comfortable. A woman who says ‘hey, I think there’s a problem here’ is being ‘negative.’ A woman who doesn’t smile while she’s being harassed is ‘humourless.’ A woman who prefers to stay focused on tasks is a ‘cold bitch.’ Significant gendering is involved here; women have an obligation to look and act a certain way and when they don’t, they need to be hassled until they do."

Unknown (via grrl-meat)
other-wordly: pronunciation | ‘lUft-mensh\

Conformity is the death of identity.

"I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived."

Henry David Thoreau