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reminder that yearly goals are achieved by setting monthly goals that are achieved by setting weekly goals. Achieving your major goals comes through progress and setting smaller, challenging but achievable goals that leads to getting through those major goals. This helps make those major, daunting goals less daunting, having step by step for yourself to achieve whatever you want.
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I want a dyke for president. I want a person with aids for president and I want a fag for vice president and I want someone with no health insurance and I want someone who grew up in a place that is so saturated with toxic waste that they didnât have a choice about getting leukemia. I want a president that had an abortion at sixteen and I want a candidate who isnât the lesser of two evils and I want a president who lost their lover to aids, who still sees that in their eyes every time they lay down to rest, who held their lover in their arms and knew they were dying. I want a president with no air conditioning, a president who has stood on line at the clinic, at the dmv, at the welfare office, and has been unemployed, laid off and sexually harassed and gay bashed and deported. I want someone who has spent the night in the tombs and had a cross burned on their lawn and survived rape. I want someone who has been in love and been hurt, who respects sex, who has made mistakes and learned from them. I want a black woman for president. I want someone with bad teeth, someone who has eaten hospital food, someone who crossdresses and has done drugs, and been in therapy. I want someone who has committed civil disobedience. And I want to know why this isnât possible. I want to know why we started learning somewhere down the line that a president is always a clown: always a john and never a hooker. Always a boss, and never a worker, always a liar, always a thief and never caught.
- Zoe Leonard, I want a Dyke for PresidentÂ

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âWhen Van Gogh was a young man in his early twenties, he was in London studying to be a clergyman. He had no thought of being an artist at all. he sat in his cheap little room writing a letter to his younger brother in Holland, whom he loved very much. He looked out his window at a watery twilight, a thin lamppost, a star, and he said in his letter something like this: âit is so beautiful I must show you how it looks.â And then on his cheap ruled note paper, he made the most beautiful, tender, little drawing of it. When I read this letter of Van Goghâs it comforted me very much and seemed to throw a clear light on the whole road of Art. Before, I thought that to produce a work of painting or literature, you scowled and thought long and ponderously and weighed everything solemnly and learned everything that all artists had ever done aforetime, and what their influences and schools were, and you were extremely careful about *design* and *balance* and getting *interesting planes* into your painting, and avoided, with the most astringent severity, showing the faintest *academical* tendency, and were strictly modern. And so on and so on. But the moment I read Van Goghâs letter I knew what art was, and the creative impulse. It is a feeling of love and enthusiasm for something, and in a direct, simple, passionate and true way, you try to show this beauty in things to others, by drawing it. And Van Goghâs little drawing on the cheap note paper was a work of art because he loved the sky and the frail lamppost against it so seriously that he made the drawing with the most exquisite conscientiousness and care.â
â Brenda Ueland, from âIf You Want to Write: A Book about Art, Independence and Spiritâ
nothing else matters except this.
please listen to Bertâs nephew i am begging you
When your uncleâs boyfriend is being weird again.
this child:
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We are all put on this earth to be a service to others and I am grateful that for some, my Cheerios ponytail and sassy sashays may have given a little light to someone somewhere, who may have needed it. To everyone whose heartfelt stories I have heard, or read I thank you for truly enriching my life.
Hey, do you know that feeling of hitching up a long skirt so you donât fall on your face when walking upstairs, and then you immediately become a wretched yet resolute Jane Austen character? Itâs a universal thing, right?
Itâs like resting a laundry basket against your hip and suddenly youâre a long-suffering peasant woman, wondering if youâll survive the winter.
a shawl wrapped around the shoulders and youâre wandering the moors in a BrĂśnte novel, feeling melancholic
Looking out the window at the rain and youâre a love-stricken newlywed wondering when your husband will return from the war.
Long skirt billowing behind you while to go down the stairs, youâre a proper Lady in a flowing ball gown being introduced at a fancy social function.
Hair blowing in the wind and suddenly youâre hovering on a cliff by the sea, staring out into the waves and praying your merchant husband will return from his voyage across the ocean
Hood up against the rain and wind and youâre a medieval abbess defying the weather and travelling on foot with your people to find a place to establish a new community.
Wiping your hands on your apron and youâre an 18th century kitchen girl rushing to let in the delivery boy you secretly love.
The cool fall wind catches your skirt, sends leaves swirling around your feet, and catches your hair and sends it flying behind you, and suddenly youâre a enchantress roaming the woods, daring any man to challenge your power.
tumblr psa: dont use ouija boards!!! you never know what kind of spirits youâre inviting into your life
me: nice try but none of u can stop me from using this glow in the dark hasbro piece of garbage 2 ask oscar wilde for fashion advice
my advice: do not fuck with the spirit world, donât take it lightly, youâre young and naive and completely unaware of how any of it works. This is one thing you donât want to find out you were wrong about the hard way.Â
well thats all very nice and weirdly condescending but i just spirit-skyped jane austen & she says youâre a fucking square
hope you like it!!Â
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Why canât I stop posting about this fucking crab help me.
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i think a lot about that calvin & hobbes strip where they find a trickle of water and calvin is like âi guess we have the afternoon booked solidâ or smth. i just really miss that. when youâre a kid and you get completely involved in small things without any real purpose. i remember when i was a kid i used to observe ants for long stretches of time, not doing anything, just looking at them work. there was no anxiety or guilt over being so idle, and very small things could hide a world of enchantment. i just really really miss that feeling.
why do nice girls always go for the assholes i dont even like pegging
No. Just. NO. I am so sick of this bullshit stereotype being both perpetuated AND played out. No.Â
Saying nice girls go with the assholes is the biggest stereotype in relationships of all time
We donât go with assholes, we go with the people who give us attention at the right time and ignore us at the right time and it just so happens to be the people who donât care about us and itâs stupid a/f
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Okay but like thatâs the most true stereotype ever⌠so many dumb nice girls date douchebags lmao
ARE YOU SERIOUS
The problem is not that nice girls date assholes, itâs that nice girls *knowingly* date assholes and then have the nerve to complain and ask âwhy canât I find a nice guy?â
And I will now stop before this becomes a rant.
You dont get this post do you? Lol
The comments are priceless.
So many people being clueless.
Douchebags always date douchebags. The kicker is douchebags have 0 self-awareness that they are douchebags so in turn they complain that âthey can never find a nice guy/sane girl.â
Holy fuck man not you too
So many non-comprehending mother fuckers
Pure comedy gold.
Oh. My. Fucking. God.
This post is a perfect example of what people mean when we talk about how nobody on this godforsaken website has any fucking reading comprehension skills