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Sometimes you need to pour your heart out to strangers because they aren't so emotionally attached. Here you'll find a lot of black and white images. I find them absolutely thrilling. And perhaps a lot of inspirational stuff aimed at myself and others to be reminded that life is happening, it is hard, and it is worth the struggle. Because all your pain and passion can be used - not as a destructible weapon - but as a tool to create something wonderful.
Live To Create <3
Now you’re just some bobby I used to know
(Source: beccalovespuddin, via under--the--willow)
Being in a group on facebook for queers has definitely enforced my belief in the stereotype of ‘queers always talking about their feelings’. Let’s elaborate:
Someone made a post about the use of the term “that’s so gay” being homophobic and offensive.
First comment: ”I don’t tolerate…”
Third comment: “I hate it when…”
Fourth: “I don’t like it…”
Fifth: “I’m guilty…”
Seventh: “I’d really love…”
Eighth: “I can’t stand…”
Ninth: “I feel…”
Fifteenth: “I’d be curious…”
All of which were at the very start of every comment. And if I’m brave enough to hit refresh there will only be more. But instead, I’m going to take a teaspoon of “I Don’t Give A Fuck” and watch some porn or just anything that might be slightly more entertaining than worrying about words that only have power because people. Fucking. Let them have power. Seriously. Let me repeat that for you.
Words only have power when people give them power. Take that away and you’ve got a sound exiting someones mouth. You don’t know where that mouth has been. So stop listening to it. Ew.
@3 weeks ago