I don’t give a shit what the world thinks. I was born a bitch, I was born a painter, I was born fucked. But I was happy in my way. You did not understand what I am. I am love. I am pleasure, I am essence, I am an idiot, I am an alcoholic, I am tenacious. I am; simply I am…You are a shit.
—Frida Kahlo, from an unsent letter to Diego Rivera (via excrutiate)
(Source: violentwavesofemotion, via ailesdelespoir)
personally i feel like romeo and juliet could have handled the situation better
(Source: bigstupidbaby, via owcashow)
People need to be encouraged. People need to be reminded of how wonderful they are. People need to be believed in—told that they are brave and smart and capable of accomplishing all the dreams they dream and more. Remind each other of this.
—Stacey Jean Speer (via hinchamsae)
(Source: staceyjeanmachine, via hinchamsae)
It’s funny how it’s always the Muslim woman who is “oppressed”
Forever Reblog.
Which begs the question: are religions just anti-hair?
After you’re gone, people will forget your name, no matter how important it was, and your face, no matter how pretty it was, and what you said, no matter how clever any of it sounded.
The things you’ve done will crumble and fade and the places you once loved, will change and be given new names.
You are only here for one moment and it lasts exactly one lifetime. —I Wrote This For You: The Past Keeps Going Away (via deathen)
The things you’ve done will crumble and fade and the places you once loved, will change and be given new names.
You are only here for one moment and it lasts exactly one lifetime. —I Wrote This For You: The Past Keeps Going Away (via deathen)
(via ailesdelespoir)
Red lipstick makes me feel like I could cut a man’s heart out with a high heel shoe and fucking eat it.
You either know what I’m talking about or you don’t
Yeah, I know what you mean
(via tatiana-maslanys)
