As a society, we encourage girls and women to be emotionally accessible, and in touch with their feelings; we say that it’s an innately feminine trait. We say it, that is, until they have feelings that make us uncomfortable, at which point we recast them as melodramatic harpies, shrieking banshees, and basket cases. Tori Amos (via dr-clear-heels)(Source: imanassspankme, via snowstorminjuly)
I will remember your small room, the feel of you, the light in the window, your records, your books, our morning coffee, our noons, our nights, our bodies spilled together, sleeping, the tiny flowing currents, immediate and forever. Your leg, my leg, your arm, my arm, your smile and the warmth of you who made me laugh again. Charles Bukowski (via wake-your-mind)(Source: acraeus, via snowstorminjuly)
It’s homemade peach ice cream on sunburned lips. Yeah, that’s what country is.
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J. M. U. DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUKES
reblogging again because I saw my roommate tonight and the last folks left campus today. When everyone goes back I’ll be with them!
Congrats class of 2012. I’m so proud to welcome you to the alumni family! Let’s get a drink sometime.
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