• kylie •

Your body isn't you, your soul is you, and they can never cut into your soul.

Posted on 18 October, 2014
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Posted on 17 October, 2014
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wildfireornot:

Do you ever cry because you’re so proud? I DO

Posted on 17 October, 2014
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Posted on 16 October, 2014
Reblogged from drakamena  Source resocialized

the-spooky-shrub:

PSAT like choose religion:
1) Christian
2) Christian
3) Christian
4) ChRiStIaN
Um actually I’m not ch-
5) CHRISTIAN
6) cHRISTian
But actually I’m -
7) HOW ABOUT CHRISTIAN
Wait this is literally all-
8) did you mean: CHRisTIAN?

Posted on 16 October, 2014
Reblogged from the-spooky-shrub  

"Every American high school student has been arrested for discussing their PSAT tests when they explicitly stated in illegibile cursive they promised not to."

—  NBC News tomorrow probably maybe not (via kylelaw11)

Posted on 16 October, 2014
Reblogged from kylelaw11  

"

You are ten years old the first time
a man on the street whistles at you and
it makes your skin crawl. Your friend says,
“That’s just how boys pay compliments.
You should be flattered.”

The moon is full that night. Full and hovering
just outside your window. You want to
grab at it. You want to be a part of it.

You are thirteen years old when they
pull you into the office and tell you that you
are breaking dress code — your shorts
are an inch and a half too short.
It is 90 degrees outside and you wear your shame
like a parka for the rest of the day,
and you don’t know why.

The book you’re reading mentions Artemis,
so you google her when you get home and
you read about Actaeon, and how
they tried to tell Artemis she was “asking for it”
and she shot moonbeam arrows into
their throats.

You are seventeen when the boy at the dance
calls you a slut for smacking his hand away
when it tried to climb up your thigh
and pull your prayers out from under your skirt.

The moon hangs like a beacon in your
rearview mirror, a reminder that no matter what
there is always someone rooting for you.
Artemis didn’t owe anyone anything, and darling,
neither do you.

"

—  

K. Wright, For Artemis. requested by queerasfox

(send me poetry prompts!)

Posted on 14 October, 2014
Reblogged from noquietrevolution-deactivated20  

sleeve:

pool party at my house bring your own pool 

Posted on 14 October, 2014
Reblogged from tyleroakley  Source sleeve

Posted on 11 October, 2014
Reblogged from the-runnner-from-beacon-hills  Source benishment

brogitsune:

OH MY GOD I REVERSED THIS GIF AND YOU CAN ACTUALLY SEE HOW RIDICULOUS DYLAN’S RUNNING STYLE IS

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I CAN’T STOP LAUGHIN G HE’S A DUCKLING

Posted on 11 October, 2014
Reblogged from the-runnner-from-beacon-hills  Source brogitsune

Posted on 11 October, 2014
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Posted on 11 October, 2014
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Posted on 11 October, 2014
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Posted on 10 October, 2014
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Posted on 10 October, 2014
Reblogged from dailygladers  Source jakefalahee


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