put out your cigarette and kiss me on the lips

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im-a-kittycat: “So my amazing daughter, Emma, turned 5 last...

Fri, 17 May 2013 22:20:03 -0400

im-a-kittycat:

“So my amazing daughter, Emma, turned 5 last month, and I had been searching everywhere for new-creative inspiration for her 5yr pictures. I noticed quite a pattern of so many young girls dressing up as beautiful Disney Princesses, no matter where I looked 95% of the “ideas” were the “How to’s” of how to dress your little girl like a Disney Princess…We chose 5 women (five amazing and strong women), as it was her 5th birthday but there are thousands of unbelievable women (and girls) who have beat the odds and fought (and still fight) for their equal rights all over the world”

- Jaime Moore, Not Just a Girl

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“My mother fought cancer for almost a decade and died at 56....

Fri, 17 May 2013 17:32:35 -0400

“My mother fought cancer for almost a decade and died at 56. She held out long enough to meet the first of her grandchildren and to hold them in her arms. But my other children will never have the chance to know her and experience how loving and gracious she was. I decided to be proactive and to minimize the risk as much I could. I made a decision to have a preventive double mastectomy.

Life comes with many challenges. The ones that should not scare us are the ones we can take on and take control of” - My Medical Choice by Angelina Jolie, New York Times (14 May, 2013)

wyte-one-thousand: pleiadian-princess: radagastlovesyou: you-...

Fri, 17 May 2013 17:31:06 -0400

wyte-one-thousand:

pleiadian-princess:

radagastlovesyou:

you-are-another-me:

There is a tribe in Africa where the birth date of a child is counted not from when they were born, nor from when they are conceived but from the day that the child was a thought in its mother’s mind. And when a woman decides that she will have a child, she goes off and sits under a tree, by herself, and she listens until she can hear the song of the child that wants to come. And after she’s heard the song of this child, she comes back to the man who will be the child’s father, and teaches it to him. And then, when they make love to physically conceive the child, some of that time they sing the song of the child, as a way to invite it.

And then, when the mother is pregnant, the mother teaches that child’s song to the midwives and the old women of the village, so that when the child is born, the old women and the people around her sing the child’s song to welcome it. And then, as the child grows up, the other villagers are taught the child’s song. If the child falls, or hurts its knee, someone picks it up and sings its song to it. Or perhaps the child does something wonderful, or goes through the rites of puberty, then as a way of honoring this person, the people of the village sing his or her song.

In the African tribe there is one other occasion upon which the villagers sing to the child. If at any time during his or her life, the person commits a crime or aberrant social act, the individual is called to the center of the village and the people in the community form a circle around them. Then they sing their song to them.

The tribe recognizes that the correction for antisocial behavior is not punishment; it is love and the remembrance of identity. When you recognize your own song, you have no desire or need to do anything that would hurt another.

And it goes this way through their life. In marriage, the songs are sung, together. And finally, when this child is lying in bed, ready to die, all the villagers know his or her song, and they sing—for the last time—the song to that person.

You may not have grown up in an African tribe that sings your song to you at crucial life transitions, but life is always reminding you when you are in tune with yourself and when you are not. When you feel good, what you are doing matches your song, and when you feel awful, it doesn’t. In the end, we shall all recognize our song and sing it well. You may feel a little warbly at the moment, but so have all the great singers. Just keep singing and you’ll find your way home.

This is the most amazing thing I have ever read.

THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL IM ALMOST TEARING UP

Reblog for eternity.

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Fri, 17 May 2013 17:21:42 -0400

mrpink627:

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mrpink627: Of course I liked kissing [Jennifer]. I mean, come...

Fri, 17 May 2013 17:18:26 -0400

mrpink627:

Of course I liked kissing [Jennifer]. I mean, come on! She’s beautiful.

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lovely-lace-and-fishnets: auxil: do people really think there’s this sudden influx of...

Fri, 17 May 2013 17:16:41 -0400

lovely-lace-and-fishnets:

auxil:

do people really think there’s this sudden influx of gay/lesbian/bisexual/trans* people because it’s “hip” and “cool” now or some shit you realize that there are just as many gay/lesbian/bisexual/trans* people as there were in any point in history it’s just throughout most of history you didn’t hear about any of them because it was REALLY UNSAFE TO BE ANY OF THOSE THINGS.

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Now, looking back, I can clearly see how far I've come.

Thu, 16 May 2013 17:07:55 -0400

This semester has been one of the hardest semesters I have ever had in my three years of college. My classes are down to the wire because I’m so close to graduating. I’ve been going through personal issues, family issues, and relationship issues. Money is tight and my grades were suffering as other things took priority. But when it came down to it. I busted my ass the last couple of weeks and brought up my grades. I came up from an F to a B in one of my classes. I’m so exceptionally happy and so proud to say that next semester I will officially be a senior in college. I’ve gone through a lot over the past 3 years and I haven’t let it hold me back or slow me down. Thank God for all of the blessings in my life and all the support I have from my friends, family, sisters, and amazing boyfriend <3 I couldn’t ask for more.

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