Girl Code 101 by Blythe Baird      

"we are the girls who are petrified of the business school boys who learned to manifest success by refusing to take ‘no’ for an answer, and I wonder what it says about me that I feel pretty in a dress but powerful in a suit"

“Is it a parents job to tell you how terrible a person you really are?” // r.i.d

Is it a parents job to tell you how terrible a person you really are?” // r.i.d



he kissed her like she was air and he couldn’t breathe

unknown (3:25am)

(Source: slutties)

she’s a tangle of half-filled notebooks
crumpled book jackets.
the post-it note on her bathroom mirror—
“STILL I RISE” in careful, all-caps calligraphy—
screams every morning that
is the only one who can
save her.

but when she meets the boy
with the magnifying-glass eyes
and the Kerouac tattoos,
she can’t help but want to find the constellations in him,
to trace his thoughts
into a beautiful painting of stars.

she plucks the cigarette
from his spiderleg fingers,
and as the friendly smoke fills her lungs,
she imagines how easy it would be to let him heal her wounds.

instead she lets the roll of white paper and tobacco
fall to the concrete
and meet the soft hot rubber
of her purple combat boots.

Andy Goldsworthy’s art

(Source: lissycposts, via the-young-writer-gg)

It’s very Peter Pan. A girl can be a lost boy, too. I don’t know how to do anything. I don’t know how to drive; I don’t know how to pay taxes; I don’t know how to keep a house; I don’t own any dishes.

Cat Marnell (via adderalldust)

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Brenna Twohy - “Another Rape Poem”

"I am tired of hearing rape poems, the same way soldiers are tired of hearing their own guns go off."

Performing during prelims at the 2014 Individual World Poetry Slam. Subscribe to Button on YouTube!

(Source: llamammama, via emilynstoryweb)