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Anonymous asked: If you receive this it means you make someone happy! Go on anonymous and send this message to 10 followers that make you happy or you believe need cheering up (if you want). ♥

Thank you, kind anon ♥

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The feelings that hurt the most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are absurd: the longing for impossible things, precisely because they are impossible; the nostalgia for what never was; the desire for what could have been; regret over not being someone else; dissatisfaction with the world’s existence.
From The Book of Disquiet by Fernando Pessoa, translated from the Portuguese by Richard Zenith. (via othersashas)

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So when I went home I decided to bring back the early volumes of my concert folders - a collection of ticket stubs, setlists, wrist bands, guitar picks and other miscellaneous items, chronicling 14 years of concert going and arranged in chronological folders because I’m a dork. I also counted my setlists for the first time - I have a total of 69, the earliest being Belle & Sebastian in 2002 and the latest NMH in Manchester. Looking through these was quite a trip down memory lane. Some of my best memories ever are here.

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I am tired of token women being strong in a man’s world by taking on male attributes: strutting around in black leather, spike heels and wraparound shades, killing people; or riding a horse, swearing a lot, carrying a big sword, and killing people; or piloting a ship through hyperspace, drinking whatever pours, slapping boys on the back, and killing people. I am equally tired of women-only worlds where all the characters are wise, kind, beautiful, stern seven-foot-tall vegetarian amazons who could never dream of killing anyone. I am tired of reading about aliens who are really women, or women who are really aliens.

Women are not aliens. Take away men, and we do not automatically lose our fire and intelligence and sex drive; we do not form hierarchical, static, insectlike societies that are dreadfully inefficient. We do not turn into a homogenous Thought Police culture where meat-eating is banned and men are burned in effigy every full moon. Women are not inherently passive or dominant, maternal, or vicious. We are all different. We are people.

A women-only world, it seems to me, would shine with the entire spectrum of human behavior: there would be capitalists and collectivists, hermits and clan members, sailors and cooks, idealists and tyrants; they would be generous and mean, smart and stupid, strong and weak; they would approach life bravely, fearfully and thoughtlessly. Some might still engage in fights, wars, and territorial squabbles; individuals and cultures would still display insanity and greed and indifference. And they would change and grow, just like anyone else. Because women are anyone else. We are more than half of humanity. We are not imitation people, or chameleons taking on protective male coloration, longing for the day when men go away and we can return to being our true, insectlike, static, vacuous selves. We are here, now. We are just like you.
Nicola Griffith, talking about writing Ammonite (via limousine-eyelash)

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