“But even so, every now and then I would feel a violent stab of loneliness. The very water I drink, the very air I breathe, would feel like long, sharp needles. The pages of a book in my hands would take on the threatening metallic gleam of razor blades. I could hear the roots of loneliness creeping through me when the world was hushed at four o’clock in the morning.”—The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle by Haruki Murakami (via undertheironsea17)
It’s difficult being an introvert, because people are quick to assume that you’re a stuck up bitch, rather than an awkward & socially inept person who just prefers not to interact with strangers in public.
An Indiana mother recently accompanied her daughter and her daughter’s boyfriend to one of Indiana’s Planned Parenthood clinics, but they unwittingly walked into a so-called “crisis pregnancy center” run by an anti-abortion group, one that shared a parking lot with the…
The Chief Justice of the Alabama state Supreme Court traveled to Mississippi to deliver a speech in which he attacked same-sex marriage, and claimed the First Amendment applies only to Christians.
The Chief Justice went on with his religious attacks, claiming that the First Amendment to the U.S. Constitution applies only to Christians. “Buddha didn’t create us, Mohammed didn’t create us, it was the God of the Holy Scriptures on which this nation was founded,” Moore proclaimed.
'They didn’t bring a Quran over on the pilgrim ship Mayflower,” he continued. “Let’s get real, let’s go back and learn our history, let’s stop playing games.’
“I sit poised above you,
straddling a storm between my legs.
Lips raw, eyelids heavy,
you reach up with your hands
to guide me to oblivion.
Not yet, not yet.
I grab your wrists and whisper
Let me remember you in this moment.
Let me commit the look on your face to the list of things I find beyond beautiful.
You’ve taken off your mask,
and you lay vulnerable beneath me.
I am aching in unfamiliar places,
and I don’t want you to look away.
Please don’t look away.
For once, I can see all of you.
Nothing lies between us
except miles upon miles of skin.
Let me savor this one moment.
Let me hold this shaky trust in my hands.
Let me show you what it means to surrender.”—L.W., A Momentary Truce (via aestheticintrovert)