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The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock by T.S. Eliot

“The phenomenon of female anger has often been turned against itself, the figure of the angry woman reframed as threat […] She conjures a lineage of threatening archetypes: the harpy and her talons, the witch and her spells, the medusa and her writhing locks. The notion that female anger is unnatural or destructive is learned young; children report perceiving displays of anger as more acceptable from boys than from girls.”

— LESLIE JAMISON, I Used to Insist I Didn’t Get Angry. Not Anymore. (via rnyfh)

i accidentally showed some weakness earlier today it was disgusting i would not recommend it 

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@sixofcrowsnet heist: wlw ships alina x genya

“she sighed and studied the toes of her boots. “i missed you,” she said. i was surprised at how much those words hurt. i’d missed her, too. and i’d felt like a fool for it.” 

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“You are the one I’d let go the other loves for,”

— Sandra Cisneros, You Bring Out the Mexican in Me

I just want to pretend. I want to pretend that I could.

i hate meeting new people and them being like ‘oh ur so quiet:(’ like ????????? what the FUCK am i supposed to tell u jessica i dont even KNOW you

Pavilion Hall at the Hermitage Museum. St Petersburg, Russia.