Meet Phanti! My Sweet Little Elephant From Kevin 💚 Accompanied By The Flowers He Got Me Several Months

A Caiman Covered in Butterflies Photographed by Mark Cowan

Being born a woman is an awful tragedy. Yes, my consuming desire to mingle with road crews, sailors and soldiers, bar room regulars—to be a part of a scene, anonymous, listening, recording—all is spoiled by the fact that I am a girl, a female always in danger of assault and battery. My consuming interest in men and their lives is often misconstrued as a desire to seduce them, or as an invitation to intimacy. Yet, God, I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night.

Sylvia Plath (via sisyphean-revolt)

please

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"I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night."

same, sylvia

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Laundry day has never been harder.

There’s something so real about holding hands; some kind of complex simplicity, saying so much by doing so little. I love it.

What they don't tell you about flash photography is the next day you feel like you got hit by a freight train. But my best friend looked stunning so it is all good. #SeizureProblems

daily reminder to click a button so you can give free food to a shelter!!

Clockwise

If I could just go back to ten

I’d love my dad through all his sin

I’d grow up and marry my closest friend

If I could just start once again.

If we could turn back to when we dotted i’s

I’d tell you each how the best of us dies

We’d hold hands and set time aside

We’d learn better ways to dry our eyes

If I could just go back to ten

I’d still miss you more now then I ever could then

But dreams just don’t cut it and a wish is a whim

It’d be cruel to start over again.

By Jade Hancox 1/12/19 5:02 P.M.

ishipswanqueen, just so you're aware this "woman crush" refuses to be confined only to Wednesdays. Pshht, to believe someone as amazing as yourself could be appreciated only once a week... Nonsense! ;D

Loving someone fucks you up.

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