wring out words that have been wrapped up in other worlds for weeks

birdschart:

if you call yourself a feminist do some research and learn that it isn’t just women seeking abortions that are being stripped of their rights (SPECIFICALLY BODY AUTONOMY) it’s birthing women too.
women are told that they need help birthing a child. that their bodies need assistance and are…

i’m reblogging this cos i added some stuff.
more feminists need to know this!

birdschart:

“You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book (Lady Chatterley, for instance), or you take a trip, or you talk with Richard, and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. The second symptom (when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure. That is all. It appears like an innocuous illness. Monotony, boredom, death. Millions live like this (or die like this) without knowing it. They work in offices. They drive a car. They picnic with their families. They raise children. And then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song, and it awakens them and saves them from death.

Some never awaken.”

-Anais

birdschart:

“You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book (Lady Chatterley, for instance), or you take a trip, or you talk with Richard, and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. The second symptom (when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure. That is all. It appears like an innocuous illness. Monotony, boredom, death. Millions live like this (or die like this) without knowing it. They work in offices. They drive a car. They picnic with their families. They raise children. And then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song, and it awakens them and saves them from death.

Some never awaken.”

-Anais

sand grit gravel concrete
red brandished carved hearts
showed me your wounds as a wall
words as bricks
you’re showing me your heart
as a warning.

clean chips, crisp consciousness
you want to be free in a cage?
accept it

i know it’s scary, i know

we get entitled
"you said pretty things to me
so give me the rest.”

oh my venus in pisces i
don’t even believe you
half the time
wasting time
being everything at once

this one gave me too much credit, click change
ch-ching, i spent it.
this one didn’t give me enough,

get lost, get lost

KEISHACANFLYY