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A flower does not think of competing to the flower next to it. It just blooms.
― from Zen Shin Talks (via moriarty)

(Source: serymn)

Someone can be madly in love with you and still not be ready. They can love you in a way you have never been loved and still not join you on the bridge. And whatever their reasons you must leave. Because you never ever have to inspire anyone to meet you on the bridge. You never ever have to convince someone to do the work to be ready. There is more extraordinary love, more love that you have never seen, out here in this wide and wild universe. And there is the love that will be ready.
― Nayyirah Waheed   (via redgoldirie)

(Source: nayyirahwaheed)

Leaving is not enough. You must stay gone. Train your heart like a dog. Change the locks even on the house he’s never visited. You lucky, lucky girl. You have an apartment just your size. A bathtub full of tea. A heart the size of Arizona, but not nearly so arid. Don’t wish away your cracked past, your crooked toes, your problems are papier mache puppets you made or bought because the vendor at the market was so compelling you just had to have them. You had to have him. And you did. And now you pull down the bridge between your houses, you make him call before he visits, you take a lover for granted, you take a lover who looks at you like maybe you are magic. Make the first bottle you consume in this place a relic. Place it on whatever altar you fashion… Don’t lose too much weight. Stupid girls are always trying to disappear as revenge. And you are not stupid. You loved a man with more hands than a parade of beggars, and here you stand. Heart like a four-poster bed. Heart like a canvas. Heart leaking something so strong they can smell it in the street.
Frida Kahlo to Marty McConnell by Marty McConnell
(via obstinate-and-headstrong)

(Source: strange-bloom)

masculinity so fragile | HOUSEHOLD CHORES →


i could never use my maleness to excuse myself from household chores. i couldn’t even fathom it because my father taught me how to use elbow grease. he taught me how to get down on my hands and knees and how to sweat scrubbing baseboards and bathtubs til the house was clean enough to pass military…

The inferiority of women is man-made.
― Helen Keller (11 June 1916)

(Source: socialismartnature)