- Jack Kerouac (via dayzea)
Give me the lover who yanks open the door
of his house and presses me to the wall
in the dim hallway, and keeps me there until I’m drenched
and shaking, whose kisses arrive by the boatload
and begin their delicious diaspora
through the cities and small towns of my body.
To hell with the saints, with the martyrs
of my childhood meant to instruct me
in the power of endurance and faith,
to hell with the next world and its pallid angels
swooning and sighing like Victorian girls.
I want this world. I want to walk into
the ocean and feel it trying to drag me along
like I’m nothing but a broken bit of scratched glass,
and I want to resist it.
- Kim Addonizio, For Desire (via hellanne)
My fav thing about tumblr is the complete lack of country music it makes me feel like this is where I should be
When men talk of women and girls in terms of legal/not legal, what they’re really saying is “I already sexually objectify this child and would attempt to fuck her if there were no laws in the way.”
You can’t deny that is fucking scary.
Sometimes there are things that just sort of vaguely seem wrong, but you can’t put your finger on why…until it’s worded like this, and suddenly everything slides into place and you feel like someone punched you in the gut.
intrepid: Earthrise, photographed from Apollo 12, November 1969.
5 Hasselblad photographs, taken from lunar orbit, between 18th and 21st November.
Image credit: NASA/JSC, c/o LPI. Animation: AgeOfDestruction.