(Source: latinorebels)

"i was the woman who saw him
for the man he could be
not for one he was"

the first mistake by rupi kaur (via rupikaur)

"It feels like a tidal wave. The amazing high, for a beautiful moment, and then it all comes crashing down. You don’t know how you can go on. But you do. You pick yourself up and gradually return to the status quo. Maybe it takes a while, but eventually you look back and realize it wasn’t a tidal wave at all, just a mere heartbeat in the grand scheme of things."

(via psych-facts)

lizinbinary:

red3blog:

* Men who don’t respect consent don’t have a special right to keep that private.

* Men who threaten violence against women don’t have a special right to keep that private.

* Men who disregard a woman’s sexual agency to objectify her don’t have a special right to keep that private.

* Men who abuse women don’t have a special right to keep that private.

Forever reblog

(Source: recharges)

"i will never understand why you held me
if you were afraid of warmth
you should have known i was a fire
from the way i burnt your
insecurities to the floor"

rupi kaur from ‘fading’ (via rupikaur)

(Source: bejal)

(Source: elnuevonegr0)

(Source: chinga-2-madre)

whenever you see a beautiful woman

cherrylolina:

flamingoon:

do not compare yourself to her

she is beautiful

you are beautiful 

you both are two different kinds of beautiful

you can’t compare the sun to the moon

and you shouldn’t

so when you see that woman

you say “god bless her” and “god bless me”

and keep it moving, love.

this is perfect

(Source: babygirlaesthetic)

"That’s what people do who love you. They put their arms around you and love you when you’re not so lovable."

Deb Caletti, The Fortunes of Indigo Skye (via larmoyante)

I had to scrub the smell of the saltwater from my skin tonight. It was much stronger then it ever was before. When I looked at the ocean for the first time in months, I saw past the tides and the rhythm, and I looked into our future. I envisioned the way you would wake me up with your lips, and how the only way I could ever be able to sleep soundly was to fall into the imagination of the life we could have had if you would have just stayed true to what you said would always be unbreakable.

(Source: mostlyfiction)

(Source: slobbering)

ellescarred:

little-miss-fats:

source: robot-hugs

has anyone posted this yet? I love it! 

This was perfect

buttonpoetry:

Danez Smith - “For Bayard Rustin”

"Did you ever grow tired of the beatings? When the licks of enemies hurt less than the tongues of friends, did your hand ever clench?"

Performing at the Macalester College Poetry Slam.