It terrifies you, doesn’t it? It scares the living shit out of you to love someone like her. Someone who is so much of a storm. Some days she’s stronger than you. Most days her voice is louder. She’ll say “no” once and mean it. If you don’t listen she’ll kick you out of her bed and out of her life. Maybe she’ll soften for you, between the quiet hours where the sun is just barely touching the earth, she’ll be all quiet breathing skin and open mouthed caresses. Maybe once in a while she’ll gentle herself into elastic and you’ll press open mouthed kisses to her skin without worrying about the burn. Stop living for those moments where she’s quieter. They’ll be rare. The thing is, most of the time, she’ll be on fire. You’ll have to carry the ashes of your arguments back with you, you’ll have to expect that she’ll fight you and love you at the same time. It’ll feel like loving a hurricane. So maybe, maybe you’re thinking that it’ll be easier if you just left. Maybe you’ll find a better one. Know this: if she asks you to stay, she will do it once. If you slam the door shut behind you she will shrug her shoulders, wrap herself in her own fight and wait for someone strong enough to love her. If you come back, months later, empty handed, she’ll kiss your forehead and shake her head and say ‘not today.’

Azra.T “Of course I am not worried about intimidating men. The type of man who will be intimidated by me is exactly the type of man I have no interest in - CNA” (via thexpotent)

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The sun is the center of our solar system. It’s the reason that all the planets are here. Its warmth gives the sunlight - makes our planet liveable. And of course the sun won’t always be here to keep us warm.

It, like all things will die.

And when it does, first it expands, enveloping all the surrounding planets, including earth, before consuming rapidly. The sun, after all, is just fuel, burning ferociously. When it runs of fuel, well, it’ll be gone.

And after that, the solar system will do dark, permanently. I’m sure by that time, the human race will have fallen to any numbers of calamities. War, pollution, global warming, tsunamies, earthquakes, meteors…

Hey, who knows, right?

Where the Wild Things Are (2009)

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vintagegal:

Maud Wagner, the first known female tattooist in the U.S., 1911. In 1907, she traded a date with her husband-to-be for tattoo lessons.  (x)

vintagegal:

Maud Wagner, the first known female tattooist in the U.S., 1911. In 1907, she traded a date with her husband-to-be for tattoo lessons.  (x)

becausetheinternet:

A 2500 year old mummy that had some amazing tattoos.

(Source: New York Daily News)

I love the stars. Because they can’t say anything. I love the stars. Because they do not judge anyone.

I love the stars. Because they can’t say anything. I love the stars. Because they do not judge anyone.