introspectivepoet

Medusa

introspectivepoet:

Those eyes
Those eyes
They could have killed me
No surprise
If I hadn’t looked away
Medusa
Medusa
You could have turned me to stone
Those blue eyes
Hypnotized
Paralyzed
Falling apart
Inside
They blessed me
Broke me
Melted my mind
Medusa
Medusa
Let me stare
Into your blue eyes
Destroy me
Devastate my life
I give in
Have at it
I can’t fight you
Anymore
Medusa
Medusa
Stare into my eyes
I beg of you
Please
Turn me into stone
Let me
Let you
Go.

Original Work: KH 10/20/14

tyleroakley
loki-has-a-tardis:

This is honestly the best poster I have found in a while supporting breast cancer awareness. I am honestly so sick of seeing, “set the tatas free” and “save the boobies”. There is no reason in hell a life threatening, life ruining disease should be sexualized. “Don’t wear a bra day,” go fuck yourselves. You’re not saving a pair of tits, you’re saving the entire package: mind, body, and soul included. Women are not just a pair of breasts.

loki-has-a-tardis:

This is honestly the best poster I have found in a while supporting breast cancer awareness. I am honestly so sick of seeing, “set the tatas free” and “save the boobies”. There is no reason in hell a life threatening, life ruining disease should be sexualized. “Don’t wear a bra day,” go fuck yourselves. You’re not saving a pair of tits, you’re saving the entire package: mind, body, and soul included. Women are not just a pair of breasts.

vinegod

vinegod:

Sir Ian McKellen has some important advice for students

pre-life-crisis

shakespearelove:

whowasntthere:

championofazura:

Girls, romanticize yourselves. You are a queen. You are a warrior. You are an enchantress. You are a mermaid. You are a goddess. You are all of these things and more, you are the stuff of fairytales. 

Women, traumatize others. You are a dragon. You are a wolf. You are a bump in the night. You are the last thing they see in the darkness. You are all of these things and more, you are the heart of their fucking nightmares.

I am all of these things.

mythaelogy

today in english class my teacher asked us
what we thought monsters were and i told her
they were the antithesis of good, a collection
of all that humans fear and despise, and she
told me to Think Smaller, so i stopped for a
second and decided to tell her the truth i said,

monsters are everywhere, they are all that
we fear and despise, and they are also all
that we love and cherish monsters are in all
of us they run in our blood and no one is perfect
and she said Dig Deeper, so i stopped for a
second and decided to tell her the truth i said,

everyone has their own monsters and sometimes
those monsters are inside of them and sometimes
those monsters are close to them and sometimes
they are far away and sometimes you can love a
monster, sometimes monsters can hurt you real
bad and they can even make the cold winter wind
in your lungs and eyes feel good and sometimes
your monster is someone else’s angel, and maybe
that’s what it feels like to be alone, having
your own private monster no one to suffer with
and she said Nice Work, and i wanted to tell her
it was easy, because the entire time all i could
think of was you

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