there’s nothing wrong NOT saying “i love you” to your partner.
because sometimes, these three words are just difficult.
(by expressyourfairytale)
President Obama Declares June 2011 As Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, and Transgender Pride Month
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I was married, once. I married the first man I truly loved. Thought we had this whole fairy tale thing going on. It was, he was amazing. We were amazing. And then he did something, something stupid and thoughtless and mean. Kinda something I was not willing to forgive. So I left him and I left him behind and I went on and I live this whole other life now. And it’s good, it’s fine, I have a great guy, a doctor, my life is damn near perfect. But every once in a while I think about that guy and the fairy tale thing we had. I wonder if we’d still be amazing if we were together now. And I’ll never know. Cause the minute it got hard, the minute it stopped being a fairy tale, I cut and ran. Real life is hard, real stuff takes work. Real life is sometimes heartless and mean. But that doesn’t cancel out the love. So if you don’t love this girl, walk away. But if you look at her and you know she’s the one, you owe it to yourself to give her a second chance.
— Private Practice (via eletheowl)
There are so many people replying to this saying how this girl is “asking for it” because of her top. You’ve just proved her point! You are taught by society to believe that a woman must dress a certain way to avoid being raped, instead of a man being taught that it is always wrong to rape. You are conditioned to think that way and it is pathetic and immoral and so so so WRONG. I’m so infuriated by looking at the notes on this. If you think even a little bit, that this woman- or any woman- is ASKING to get raped, unfollow me now because I do not want to be associated with you in any way, shape, or form. GAH
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(Source: beforeiknew)
He’s the reason I’m messed up. The reason I can’t get myself into another relationship, no matter how hard I try, no matter how bad I want to, I’m scared. I’m scared of hurting someone else. Because I could never love anyone the way I love him.
— (via eletheowl)
I am so frustrated with myself, but I refuse to give up. Quitting is not an option.
(Source: anditslove)
Books are frozen voices, in the same way that musical scores are frozen music. The score is a way of transmitting the music to someone who can play it, releasing it into the air where it can once more be heard. And the black alphabet marks on the page represent words that were once spoken, if only in the writer’s head. They lie there inert until a reader comes along and transforms the letters into living sounds. The reader is the musician of the book: each reader may read the same text, just as each violinist plays the same piece, but each interpretation is different.
— Margaret Atwood (via austinkleon)
