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missroecknroell: Wilexico, a supergroup to my taste.

Thu, 06 Jun 2013 22:05:46 +0200

missroecknroell:

Wilexico, a supergroup to my taste.

nevver: Still falls the rain

Fri, 24 May 2013 11:59:25 +0200

nevver:

Still falls the rain

"I don’t want to be a feminist anymore. Like a five-year-old, I want to close my eyes, stick my..."

Fri, 24 May 2013 02:34:31 +0200

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I don’t want to be a feminist anymore. Like a five-year-old, I want to close my eyes, stick my fingers in my ears, stomp my feet on the floor and scream “No! No, you cannot make me, I won’t, leave me alone!” I am, simply put, too tired. So very, very tired.

I am tired of fighting with my friends. I am tired of arguing that someone groping and slapping my butt isn’t “what I have to expect”, just because I’m at a bar, and the one attacking my butt has a drink in the other hand. I am tired of hearing “boys will be boys” and “when you’re dressed like that …” and “that’s just what guys do”. I am tired of trying to drown those sentiments in loud, repetitive no’s, screamed over and over again, till my throat is sore and my voice weak – just to hear them repeated, as soon as exhaustion threatens to silence me.

I am tired of being afraid. I am tired of seeing someone writing something offensive, sexist, racist, ageist, ableist, somewhere online. I am tired of seeing those writings getting likes and lol’s, and SO TRUE’s. I am tired of being consumed by confusion and anger, typing, typing, typing and typing a seemingly endless response, including research, links and statistics, and then hesitate clicking “submit”. I am tired of knowing that I hesitate because I am afraid of the flood of responses that will come. I am tired of knowing that I will be bombarded with lighten up’s, stop whining’s and get a sense of humor’s for so long, that I will start to wonder if I am indeed wound up too tight, a nagger and humorless. I am tired of the fact that I’m afraid of being called a cunt, even though I don’t find genitalia insulting or demeaning.

”

- I don’t want to be a feminist anymore (via julicious)

"those faces you see every day on the streets were not created entirely without hope: be kind to..."

Sat, 27 Apr 2013 13:54:48 +0200

“those faces you see every day on the streets
were not created
entirely without
hope: be kind to them
like you
they have not
escaped”

- Charles Bukowski (via julicious)

"Good decisions come from experience, and experience comes from bad decisions."

Sat, 27 Apr 2013 13:54:36 +0200

“Good decisions come from experience, and experience comes from bad decisions.”

- Mark Twain (1835 - 1910)

theimpossiblecool: Van Zandt.

Sun, 14 Apr 2013 22:47:25 +0200

theimpossiblecool:

Van Zandt.

Mumford & Sons | I Will Wait (Acoustic)

Wed, 27 Feb 2013 12:52:57 +0100

Mumford & Sons | I Will Wait (Acoustic)

whitepaperquotes: “The most maddening thing about love is that...

Sun, 24 Feb 2013 00:18:59 +0100

whitepaperquotes:

“The most maddening thing about love is that you don’t choose who you fall for. Yeah, you might have a “type” or prefer certain characteristics, but when it comes down to it, you can never fully decide who you end up giving your heart out to. It could be anyone. And the craziest thing is, there are a million other people it could have been; somebody richer, somebody taller, somebody more trustworthy, somebody with different eyes, somebody more ambitious. But none of that matters because those people and all of their qualities don’t and won’t add up to the person you really care about, despite the things they might not have or might not be. I’ve recently found that someone I know is and has all of those amazing things up there in red, but they’re all just that - things. It doesn’t matter to me that he may be smarter or more honest or even better looking, because he’s not him. He’s not who I want, and it infuriates me. But that’s just love. “The only wild card”. So, go ahead and ask yourself; “What is it about the person I love that makes me love them over everyone else?” What can you find? Or what do you not know?”

Written by porcelain—bones

"In the end, only three things matter — how much you loved, how gently you lived and how gracefully..."

Fri, 22 Feb 2013 21:57:36 +0100

“In the end, only three things matter — how much you loved, how gently you lived and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you.”

- Buddha (via julicious)

zeropointnine: If By Whisky

Thu, 17 Jan 2013 12:40:51 +0100

zeropointnine: If By Whisky:

My friends, I had not intended to discuss this controversial subject at this particular time. However, I want you to know that I do not shun controversy. On the contrary, I will take a stand on any issue at any time, regardless of how fraught with controversy it might be. You have asked me how I…

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Mon, 14 Jan 2013 12:19:20 +0100

tylerknott: “When The Night Comes” by Dan Auerbach “When the...

Sun, 13 Jan 2013 00:22:28 +0100

tylerknott:

“When The Night Comes” by Dan Auerbach

“When the night comes
You don’t have to be afraid
Of any choice that you made

When the night comes
And you lay by the one you love
The one who knows you
The things you do
When the night comes”

newyorker: The Bowie release highlights the musician’s own...

Tue, 08 Jan 2013 23:59:36 +0100

newyorker:

The Bowie release highlights the musician’s own mythmaking, mystery, and melancholy, but it also demonstrates the ways in which viral marketing and digital distribution have permanently changed the record business. Who could have imagined the Bowie of 2003 (when he released his “Reality” album), let alone of 1983 or 1973, sneaking new material online in the wee hours of the morning?

Ben Greenman on the new song releases by David Bowie and Prince: http://nyr.kr/SiejQ9

theimpossiblecool: Dylan.

Sat, 05 Jan 2013 14:09:24 +0100

theimpossiblecool:

Dylan.

nevver: Peanuts

Tue, 01 Jan 2013 21:47:18 +0100

nevver:

Peanuts

tylerknott: Here, here at the start of all things new. Here,...

Tue, 01 Jan 2013 16:38:46 +0100

tylerknott:

Here, here at the start of all things new. Here, the time for stepping forward into the next. Here, here at the opening of new pages in the new book you are writing of yourself. New chapters to fill with new ink, new stories to come from new blood, new tears, new high notes of laughter. Here, here at the start, hold my hand while I draw these letters now. Hold my hand while it covers itself in the black and red and perfect blue of new.

Cedar Waxwings Gathering on Treetops Silhouette (by TylerKnott)

"The happiness of your life depends upon the quality of your thoughts."

Mon, 31 Dec 2012 12:39:57 +0100

““The happiness of your life depends upon the quality of your thoughts.””

- Marcus Aurelius (via aufwaerts)

countryandwestern: theroamer: Safe at home. RIP, Gram....

Sun, 23 Dec 2012 13:08:12 +0100

countryandwestern:

theroamer:

Safe at home. RIP, Gram. @lfayeboone (at Joshua Tree Inn)

Important musical landmark.

"The best relationship is one in which your love for each other exceeds your need for each other."

Fri, 21 Dec 2012 23:57:13 +0100

“The best relationship is one in which your love for each other exceeds your need for each other.”

- Dalai Lama (via aufwaerts)

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Mon, 03 Dec 2012 12:42:15 +0100