headspace-hotel:

I learned in my political science class that all major famines in the 20th century and onward have been caused by oppressive groups or political situations restricting access to food, NOT natural causes like crop failure

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taykoutmccleod:

nyaruhodou:

those cosmic horrors are beyond YOUR comprehension. i get it tho

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googledocsdyke:

remember when you were 10 and you would hang out with your friends in order to Look At The Computer together like you went to their house and experienced the information superhighway together. and then leave

weltenwellen:

Perhaps the force that ties me to her and that which keeps her away from me are one and the same. There is really nothing to be done.

Franz Kafka, Letters to Felice‎

rashmiipriya:

“I found out I was in love with you, winter before last,” she said. “I wasn’t going to say anything about it because - well, you know. If you felt anything like that for me, you’d have known I did. But it wasn’t both of us. So there was no good in it. But then, when you told us you’re leaving… At first I thought, all the more reason to say nothing. But then I thought, that wouldn’t be fair. To me, partly. Love has a right to be spoken. And you have a right to know that somebody loves you. That somebody has loved you, could love you. We all need to know that. Maybe it’s what we need most.”

- A Fisherman of the inland sea, Ursula K. Leguin

dyatlovpassingprivilege:

i could never be in the army what if my stomach hurt

funnytwittertweets:

ithrowshoesatconservatives:

time traveler hyping themself up for the 1920s: it’s the great war not WW1 it’s the great war not WW1 it’s the great war not WW1 it’s the great war not WW1

etacarinea:

Guys please stop calling hot people “daddy” or “mommy”. Sigmund Freud is getting too strong and is trying to break out of his casket.

academia-aesthetics:

Imagine being the main character in someone’s daydreams

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princessesfanarts:

By 阿莘 

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vintageblr:

Fuck me gently with a chainsaw, do I look like Mother Teresa?
HEATHERS (1988), dir. Michael Lehmann

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chickpeamcb:

he is there inside your mind, is the thing

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mossbug:

thin line between intuition and mental illness

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mjalti:

uh? I want to be openly, vividly & deeply loved? & an iced coffee? why am I being denied my craving

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