July 25, 2014
"When I was a student at Cambridge I remember an anthropology professor holding up a picture of a bone with 28 incisions carved in it. “This is often considered to be man’s first attempt at a calendar” she explained. She paused as we dutifully wrote this down. ‘My question to you is this – what man needs to mark 28 days? I would suggest to you that this is woman’s first attempt at a calendar.’

It was a moment that changed my life. In that second I stopped to question almost everything I had been taught about the past. How often had I overlooked women’s contributions?"

— Sandi Toksvig (via wrists, learninglog)

July 23, 2014

"The train is about to leave."

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July 23, 2014

Marion Cotillard for Interview Magazine (March 2014)

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July 22, 2014


The Sex Has Made Me Stupid

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July 22, 2014

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July 22, 2014

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Filed under: always 
July 22, 2014

Loving people doesn’t save them.

Mommy (2014) dir. Xavier Dolan

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Filed under: gosh what a film Mommy 
July 16, 2014


Lisa Simpson, The Simpsons, 1991.

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July 16, 2014

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July 11, 2014

After you’ve been to bed together for the first time,
without the advantage or disadvantage of any prior acquaintance,
the other party very often says to you,
Tell me about yourself, I want to know all about you,
what’s your story?
And you think maybe they really and truly do

sincerely want to know your life story, and so you light up
a cigarette and begin to tell it to them, the two of you
lying together in completely relaxed positions
like a pair of rag dolls a bored child dropped on a bed.

You tell them your story, or as much of your story
as time or a fair degree of prudence allows, and they say,
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
each time a little more faintly, until the oh
is just an audible breath, and then of course

there’s some interruption. Slow room service comes up
with a bowl of melting ice cubes, or one of you rises to pee
and gaze at himself with mild astonishment in the bathroom mirror.
And then, the first thing you know, before you’ve had time
to pick up where you left off with your enthralling life story,
they’re telling you their life story, exactly as they’d intended to all

and you’re saying, Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
each time a little more faintly, the vowel at last becoming
no more than an audible sigh,
as the elevator, halfway down the corridor and a turn to the left,
draws one last, long, deep breath of exhaustion
and stops breathing forever. Then?

Well, one of you falls asleep
and the other one does likewise with a lighted cigarette in his mouth,
and that’s how people burn to death in hotel rooms.


Tennessee Williams, from “Life Story (via violentwavesofemotion)

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July 11, 2014


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July 10, 2014

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July 10, 2014


visiting ur high school after graduating

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July 10, 2014

Anonymous said: Can you explain what cis means?


when the doctor slaps ur butt after ur born n they go, “it’s a ___!” ur just like “truuuu” 4 ur whole life

July 10, 2014

'These are hard times for dreamers.' 
Le fabuleux destin d’Amélie Poulain (2001)


'These are hard times for dreamers.' 

Le fabuleux destin d’Amélie Poulain (2001)

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