at the gates of dawn

Holy shit

Holy shit

Haha me

the reason i like staying up late so much is because between the hours of 1am-5am, the world is quiet and no one expects anything from me. i could stare at my wall for 4 hours and there would be no consequences. it’s so silent and calm. i love it

i want a “wanna go watch the sunset?” kind of love. a “just one more minute, one more touch, one more kiss” kind of love. a “mario kart after dinner, loser does the dishes” kind of love. an “i can’t sleep, wanna go for a drive?” kind of love. a goofy and cliche and almost too good to be true kind of love. that’s what i want.

when andrea dworkin said “no woman could have been Nietzsche or Rimbaud without ending up in a whorehouse or lobotomized”

WHYYYYY DO PEOPLE CHEAT??????IF U AINT HAPPY GET OUT OF THE RELATIONSHIP AND THEN GO FUCK WHOEVER YOU WANT

being self-aware fucking sucks i wish i was a cucumber

if you’re ever embarrassed or insecure about something you wanna do, like walking around with hairy legs, demanding your rights, applying for a job you don’t have full qualification, going out looking less than perfect, telling someone to fuck off and coming off rude, just remember that even the most mediocre man would have done it with zero shame, guilt or doubt, and would fight anyone who thinks he’s wrong. 

Reblog this if its okay for your followers to introduce themselves to you.

Just come to my ask box and tell me stuff about yourself. Your pets. Your favorite music. What you had for breakfast this morning. Literally anything you want, I love making new friends

I MADE ACTUAL FRIENDS DOING THIS BEFORE

‘,;)

Reblog this if its okay for your followers to introduce themselves to you.

Just come to my ask box and tell me stuff about yourself. Your pets. Your favorite music. What you had for breakfast this morning. Literally anything you want, I love making new friends

I MADE ACTUAL FRIENDS DOING THIS BEFORE

‘,;)

One day you will be cooking dinner in the kitchen of your own little apartment and you will feel the warmth of the sun on your back as you do so. You will sing your favourite song and maybe dance a little. You will have a big smile on your lips and a lot of joy in your heart. This is when you will realise that you are slowly falling in love with yourself and life again. It will happen. Never stop believing, for you will heal again.

I actually dislike all women’s husbands. My friends’ included. I am always gonna think women are too good for men. And hearing even the smallest praise about their man, internally makes me grind my teeth v hard.

ngl i feel this way too much. not even as a principle or anything, like i hate men but in person i don’t automatically think oh her man is probably terrible. they just happen to prove it every time! every woman i know is just too good for her man, whether too smart, too beautiful, too kind, too doting, does more than her share, etc.