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so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
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Destoned
My quickening blood
Suddenly flows
Through ice-cold places
You clouded my focus
First with your words
Then your voice
Then your fragrance
Suddenly I'm full of you
And little room remains within me
For my self
I'd love to blame you
But I feel like I can't.
you're a reverse Medusa
That has turned my stone into flesh
And unlike the stoic stone,
The flesh is weak,
Prone to decay,
Making me feel like a slave
To my new-found organic qualities
I've never felt so mortal
And yet so alive
And it is just plain cruel
That you cannot help me-
A lamb brought to the slaughter
That doesn't get a chance to scream
Had I known what I know now
I would have averted my gaze
Avoided you like the plague
But now it's too late
So before I turn to rot
I curse you with my dying breath
And smile faintly,
as I peak
at the snakes of you hair
For one last time
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There's constant ringing in my ears
The distant cries of fallen heroines
Their blood is my blood, their pain is my pain
Their obstacles are the ones which I am now facing
Their prayers is what I hear when I close my eyes
Their bravery is the spark that ignites my fuel, that sets off my every step
Their distant horizons is my road ahead
Their rights are my rights, as they always have been
Unalienable, my first and second nature, written in my genes
Their fight is my fight, their fight is our fight
The crosses we have to bear, with all of our strength and might
The burdens that break our back, the expectations to stand straight and stay perfectly still
Our right to the pill and our right to kill
The burning of effigies to try keep us in line
The roles we were assigned and the lines we are forced to learn
By the directors of our lives
For the higher order, or just for the drama, noone's really sure
The unspoken rule that they want you to be pure
(Pliant, but still pure)
The scrutiny, the public eye, the crying, crying shame
The fact we seem easier, or just plain fun to blame
The sacrificial lambs forever imprisoned on the front pages of cheap tabloids
The dutiful, the doted, the damsels in distress
And on our stamped foreheads a mark that just says "less"
The fact that we have to stand together
And yet stay apart, so we could reclaim our own individuality
In the face of funny anecdotes
("Of course, when I say that, I don't mean you
You are different, you are fun
I like the way you dress
So be sure to just laugh
There's no reason to stress")
And when we smile and nod politely
Blinking away the salty tears of repressed resentment
To show that we're grateful to be recognised as human beings
The only ones, in fact, that are distinct from the faceless grey mass that is the rest of our sex
Do we not get the feeling, that we are betraying our ancestors
The dismissed and ridiculed corpses on whose shoulders we get to stand on?
Whose blood runs through our veins
Whose words are in our throats
Whose songs are in our hearts
And we could still well hear them
If we just stopped and listened?
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 good fortune comes to us in surprising ways, so always keep your eyes, ears, and mind open to be wowed by positive unexpected things in your life from now on.
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You have been visited by the lucky duck. Reblog for good luck 🙂
Mr. Quackers hopes you’re having an amazing day or night 🙂
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You have been visited by the lucky duck. Reblog for good luck 🙂
Mr. Quackers hopes you’re having an amazing day or night 🙂
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I didn't ignore it, and I got a 5% raise on my salary! And everyone in town said I was married. Don't ignore the golden potato.
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Spring vibes
Ruta Nacional 40, Neuquén, Patagonia Argentina.
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#she's just like me fr
BARBIE (2023)
dir. Greta Gerwig
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