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Nobody Said the Truth was Pretty.
Sunlit rooms. Road trips. Iced tea. Walking barefoot in the grass. Books. Face smash photos. Tattoos. Metal. Naps. Adventures. Smiling. Bright colors. Freckles. Dancing. Big sunglasses. Singalongs. Independence. Seeing animals in clouds. Going to college. Writing. Writing. Writing. My name is Hannah. And no. I am not sorry.
…fem(me) identity means: I love as hard as I fuck, and I fuck as hard as I fight.
Dacia Holliday, Femme Conference 2012 (via situationally)
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npr:
It’s Friday night! Perhaps you have need of a bottle of wine for a nice evening out (or in)? Don’t fret. We at the Discovery News tumblr page have found a way to help you pick. If it looks complicated, that’s because it is.
Infografica dedicata al vino
Good luck with this. — tanya b.
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“England is just a small island. Its roads and houses are small. With few exceptions, it doesn’t make things that people in the rest of the world want to buy. And if it hadn’t been separated from the continent by water, it almost certainly would have been lost to Hitler’s ambitions.” — Mitt Romney
Really? Did you really just mention Hitler? You’re not even the official nominee, dude. Wow.
but he says he understands English history better than Obama because he is white. Lord have mercy.
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ecstatic shock
n. the surge of energy upon catching a glance from someone you like—a thrill that starts in your stomach, arcs up through your lungs and flashes into a spontaneous smile—which scrambles your ungrounded circuits and tempts you to chase that feeling with a kite and a key.
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