ashley | 26 | she/they | xicana (white-passing) naruto sb: bitchynaruto we begin in the dark ✨ read about/byf ✨
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i love implication i love metaphor i love suggestion sometimes it truly is unspeakable you can only look at it in your periphery anything else would destroy it
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like what happened to "women are capable of doing everything men can do". If this statement is true the reverse is also true. It doesn't mean they necessarily do but they could. Thats like THE feminist statement in my mind its the most important one and radfems are actively rejecting it. There is nothing but superficial differences between us!!! "Men" and "women" are fictions used to organize society and power in a specific way they're not essential truths. We can go from one to the other freely and easily because we are essentially the same. The massive gulf between us in modern society is political, its not in anyway concrete, essential or biological.
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Departure, cyanotype, Thomas Hager, 2009
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Kobayashi Kiyochika (1847-1915) Morning Glories on Bamboo Stakes (woodblock, 1879)
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“It’s spring, you’re young, you’re lovely, you have a right to be happy. Come back into the world.”
— Shirley Jackson, We Have Always Lived in the Castle
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Christian Dior spring 2021 couture 🦋
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Life update: started watching yellowjackets and I almost fell in love
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still so obsessed w the empty gaping hole characters that never actually appear in the story leave like god. you can see the shape of them
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To be loved is to be known; to be seen.
Excerpts Sources:
Is it okay to say this? - Trista Masteer // Blasted - Sarah Kane // Reassurances to Hades - Kristina Haynes // The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo - T.J. Reid // My Mother/Madame Edwarda/The Dead Man - Georges Bataille //"The Last Poem in the Book," These Days (Alfred A. Knopf, 1989); Over and over again - Frederick Seidel // My Mother/Madame Edwarda/The Dead Man - Georges Bataille // Adult Children of Emotionaly Immature Parents - Lindsay C. Gibson // She Satisfies A Fear with the Rhetoric of Tears - Sor Juana Inés de la Cruz // My Life Is Pathetic! - Heather Havrilesky
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Don’t give me anything to remember you by: I know how short is memory.
Anna Akhmatova, in The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova, trans. Hemschemeyer (Zephyr Press, 1990)
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final girl vii: the terrible place, daphne gottlieb
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