erotache said: HAPPY BIRTHDAY BBY

I LUV U!!!!!!

i feel so powerless and small, when i think about how weak i was. how every day, i act like i can take care of myself. stand up for myself. like if something bad ever happened to me i would get angry and fix it with rage. get myself out of any situation without the help of anyone. and it makes me sick to think i can say one thing and yet do the other.
how in a state of bewilderment there is nothing that you can do. i don’t know why i just accepted it, i don’t understand what i was doing. why didn’t i fight. why didn’t i do what i always said i’d do. what i do when someone gawks at me or whistles at me in a way that makes me uncomfortable. yell and swear and tell them to get fucked. where was she when i needed her. where was i when i needed to be myself, to be her.
now i truly understand how something can twist inside your stomach like it is alive. and in the night slide up your throat and choke you
how can i be bought off like an animal, like cattle. like i was bribed into not caring and accepting it for what it was. it makes me feel so sick.

i wish i was back home and could have a cuddle from my housemates and my pepper dawg, not this home. because it not longer feels like my home. victoria is not my home anymore

Anonymous said: Thank you so much im actually going to spend the whole night scrolling through your likes I hope to god it's there. I'm okay and everything I just miss said person so much it never really goes away even though it's been a long time and everything is so different now... I am undoubtedly one of the people you are thinking of and I miss you heaps too and will never stop thinking of you xxxxxxxxxxxx

if you are fjkghsdlfjghlsdkjghsdkjfhgsfkdjhldhsjhgksdhfg is there any way i can contact you? i miss you a lot and miss your wisdom. also im sorry it’s not there, did you make it to the end of the posts :( xxxxxxx i hope things are different for the better

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thecutestofthecute:

Because Pitbulls need love too.

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#sexylegs #awwyus

#sexylegs #awwyus

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"Image Credit: Carol Rossetti

When Brazilian graphic designer Carol Rossetti began posting colorful illustrations of women and their stories to Facebook, she had no idea how popular they would become. 

Thousands of shares throughout the world later, the appeal of Rosetti’s work is clear. Much like the street art phenomenon Stop Telling Women To Smile, Rossetti’s empowering images are the kind you want to post on every street corner, as both a reminder and affirmation of women’s bodily autonomy. 

"It has always bothered me, the world’s attempts to control women’s bodies, behavior and identities," Rossetti told Mic via email. "It’s a kind of oppression so deeply entangled in our culture that most people don’t even see it’s there, and how cruel it can be."

Rossetti’s illustrations touch upon an impressive range of intersectional topics, including LGBTQ identity, body image, ageism, racism, sexism and ableism. Some characters are based on the experiences of friends or her own life, while others draw inspiration from the stories many women have shared across the Internet. 

"I see those situations I portray every day," she wrote. "I lived some of them myself."

Despite quickly garnering thousands of enthusiastic comments and shares on Facebook, the project started as something personal — so personal, in fact, that Rossetti is still figuring out what to call it. For now, the images reside in albums simply titled “WOMEN in english!" or "Mujeres en español!" which is fitting: Rossetti’s illustrations encompass a vast set of experiences that together create a powerful picture of both women’s identity and oppression.

One of the most interesting aspects of the project is the way it has struck such a global chord. Rossetti originally wrote the text of the illustrations in Portuguese, and then worked with an Australian woman to translate them to English. A group of Israeli feminists also took it upon themselves to create versions of the illustrations in Hebrew. Now, more people have reached out to Rossetti through Facebook and offered to translate her work into even more languages. Next on the docket? Spanish, Russian, German and Lithuanian.

It’s an inspiring show of global solidarity, but the message of Rossetti’s art is clear in any language. Above all, her images celebrate being true to oneself, respecting others and questioning what society tells us is acceptable or beautiful.

"I can’t change the world by myself," Rossetti said. "But I’d love to know that my work made people review their privileges and be more open to understanding and respecting one another."

From the site: All images courtesy Carol Rossetti and used with permission. You can find more illustrations, as well as more languages, on her Facebook page.

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thejournalofbisonjack:

I am Water
Last night,as you lay asleep,I traced the outlineof your body with my fingertips; so that one day, long after you have goneand the sun is setting beyond my reach, I might draw you close to me.

thejournalofbisonjack:

I am Water

Last night,
as you lay asleep,
I traced the outline
of your body
with my fingertips;
so that one day,
long after
you have gone
and the sun
is setting beyond
my reach,
I might draw
you close to me.

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Anonymous said: I would do ~anything~ to go through your "liked posts". I once got a beautiful ask from someone (who has now passed away) and you liked it, shortly thereafter I deleted that blog and I will never see it again but the possibility of it being in your likes literally haunts me, because although other people liked it, they have all deleted their tumblrs too. It would be way back. Nearly 4 years ago now, and I can't believe that's how much time has passed. How much we've all grown.

i just changed my theme so you can go through my likes.
And you could be a few different people i can think of, and said person could be one of a couple. Whoever you are i hope you are okay.if you are one of the people i tink you could be, i love and miss you and pray that you are doing okay and that all is well xxxx please let me know if you find it

someone haaaalp i changed my theme and an about me from when i was 18 has come up and i dont know how to change it? how do i edit it, i went into the customise bit and i cant seem to access it??

Who has insty!!!! Add me I need more people to followww plus I’m hardly on here anymore

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Xxx

I got this whole set the other day with suspender belt and all! SO GOOD!

I got this whole set the other day with suspender belt and all! SO GOOD!

Anonymous said: Seriously.. What happened to you?

yo, i’ve been busy travelling and stuff, now i’m living in brisbane :) had no internets for a while there

In the silence of shadows and black skies i’ve lost my mind time and time again. Thousands of country stars that i’d never seen before, in a sky so dark those lights far off into the sky were close enough to taste. Across so much tar spread across hills and valleys, i’ve rolled over and over and under, away from all i’ve know. Escaped into places where I could become what I always wished to be. Where I could pretend to evolve and move forward and grow like a weed up amongst the branches of a sapling.
Theres nothing I haven’t told you and yet still, I feel you holding my hand and whispering across my skin. I wonder how when find myself so repulsive, all the things I say and do and have done, yet nothing seems to phase your adoration.

I feel the hair prickling across every inch of the expanse, of the body I own. Every inch of me feeling the warmth of your gaze and all i want to do is run away with you, across that stretch of tar, roll across the road like clouds, like rain, like water in the sea and dive deep below the surface.