Wonder Woman is there to kick ass not give you a boner
― favorite response to some dude saying the Wonder Woman costume isn’t sexy enough on Facebook (via agentturner
Reblog if you’ve ever been told “Kill Yourself.”
Whether it was joking or serious. I’m doing a project for school about how these words have slipped Into society’s everyday vocabulary and why they need to be taken more seriously. Please reblog I need to know.
People don’t like love, they like that flittery flirty feeling. They don’t love love - love is sacrificial, love is ferocious, it’s not emotive. Our culture doesn’t love love, it loves the idea of love. It wants the emotion without paying anything for it. It’s ridiculous.
The Reason Why We Will Never Have Peace on this Earth is Because of Our Inability to Accept Differences.
― Noel Amin Aolad, The Elements of Inspiration
I am addicted. Addicted to the night. Addicted to the tension, the confusion, the restlessness in my bones. The night brings a certain clarity to the ferment in the day, but there need not be anyone to say. I know the body is repulsed, but I know it is what the soul longs and I know that I will always be terrified; more terror in simplicity than in perplexity and more terror than this body would dare to embrace. It is only in night that lucidity can prevail, and although it’s addictive quality poses great temptation, that’s all it is and that’s all it can be.
It’s in the silence of the night when the realities of your existence dismantle your mind.