“To protest a bill that would require women to undergo an ultrasound before having an abortion, Virginia State Sen. Janet Howell (D-Fairfax) on Monday attached an amendment that would require men to have a rectal exam and a cardiac stress test before obtaining a prescription for erectile dysfunction medication.”—
Run, whirlwind run Further and further away Into the sun In, 20 minutes Everyone will remember you when you’re gone And your heart, is a stone Buried underneath your pretty clothes Don’t you know people write songs about girls like you
What will you do when something stops you What will you say to the world What will you be when it all comes crashing Down on you little girl What would you do if you lost your beauty How would you deal with the light How would you feel if nobody chased you What if it happened tonight
How would you cope it the world decided to Make you suffer for all that you were How could you dance if no-one was watching And you couldn’t even get off the floor What would you do if you couldn’t even feel Not even pitiful pain How would you deal with the empty decisions Eating away at the days
Don’t you know people write songs about girls like you About girls like you About girl like you Don’t you know people write songs about girls like you About girls like you About girl like you
Everything you say is fire All the claims you say you liar Everything you say is fire See it in the grey you crier
“I am one of the searchers. There are, I believe, millions of us. We are not unhappy, but neither are we really content. We continue to explore life, hoping to uncover its ultimate secret. We continue to explore ourselves, hoping to understand. We like to walk along the beach, we are drawn by the ocean, taken by its power, its unceasing motion, its mystery and unspeakable beauty. We like forests and mountains„ deserts and hidden rivers, and the lonely cities as well. Our sadness is as much a part of our lives as is our laughter. To share our sadness with one we love is perhaps as great a joy as we can know - unless it be to share our laughter. We searchers are ambitious only for life itself, for everything beautiful it can provide.”—James Kavanaugh (via atomos)
“You’re going to leave me, aren’t you? …you’ve had enough of me, haven’t you? You’re probably so tired of all this crying and all these moods, and I’ve got to tell you, so am I. So am I. Sometimes it seems like my mind has a mind of its own, like I just get hysterical, like it’s something I can’t control at all. And I don’t know what to do, and I feel so sorry for you because you don’t know what to do either. And I’m sure you’re going to leave me now.”—Elizabeth Wurtzel (via i-think-i-see-a-light-shine)
“I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow, the million moving shapes and cul-de-sacs of shadow. There was shadow in bureau drawers and closets and suitcases, and shadow under houses and trees and stones, and shadow at the back of people’s eyes and smiles, and shadow, miles and miles of it, on the night side of the earth.”—The Bell Jar. Sylvia Plath. (via -thespeedofpain)
Cancer Jan 26 2012
Why can’t you open up to a certain important person in your life, Moonchild? You are very sensitive and tuned in to your emotions, and you don’t ordinarily have trouble expressing yourself. Unless, of course, you are trying to protect your feelings and you are afraid of being too vulnerable. But if you keep closing yourself off from this loved one, you will always wonder how much better your relationship could have been, and you will miss out on what it has to offer - and that’s a lot. You don’t have to open up all at once. Emulate the rosebud, and bloom slowly.
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“Stories, like people and butterflies and songbirds’ eggs and human hearts and dreams, are also fragile things, made up of nothing stronger or more lasting than twenty-six letters and a handful of punctuation marks. Or they are words on the air, composed of sounds and ideas-abstract, invisible, gone once they’ve been spoken-and what could be more frail than that? But some stories, small, simple ones about setting out on adventures or people doing wonders, tales of miracles and monsters, have outlasted all the people who told them, and some of them have outlasted the lands in which they were created.”—Neil Gaiman (via atomos)
“I’m not sentimental, I’m as romantic as you are. The idea, you know, is that the sentimental person thinks things will last - the romantic person has a desperate confidence that they won’t.”—F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise (via makesmemeow)