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mom: “what are you doing?”
me: “I’m on tumblr.”
mom: “the feminist cat website?”

(Source: farahjoon, via getoutoftherecat)

3 days ago
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getoutoftherecat:

You’d get to your destination much faster if you got off that tortoise, cat.

1 week ago
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alecshao:

Lynda Benglis - Fling, Dribble and Drip, 1970

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2 weeks ago
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Sometimes you can hear the wind blow in a handshake…
Ani DiFranco, “Good, Bad, Ugly”, from the album Imperfectly
6 days ago
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I have nothing now but praise for my life. I’m not unhappy. I cry a lot because I miss people. They die and I can’t stop them. They leave me and I love them more. … What I dread is the isolation. … There are so many beautiful things in the world which I will have to leave when I die, but I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready.

I am in love. 

1 month ago
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