Stay strong under the pressures of this world and hold fast to what you know to be right.

Stay strong under the pressures of this world and hold fast to what you know to be right.

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I LOVE THIS CITY in 2 days!!!!still need to create/confirm outfits for both days. 2-day rager with some of the best in EDM? I think YES.when you send me a pulse, feel a wave of new love thru me. I’m dressed in white noise you know just what I want so please. wonderful electric, cover me in you.

I LOVE THIS CITY in 2 days!!!!

still need to create/confirm outfits for both days.

2-day rager with some of the best in EDM? I think YES.


when you send me a pulse, feel a wave of new love thru me. I’m dressed in white noise you know just what I want so please. wonderful electric, cover me in you.

And though she be but little, she is fierce. —Shakespeare

And though she be but little, she is fierce.
—Shakespeare

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some people fall in love and touch the sky some people fall in love and find quicksand. I hover somewhere in between…I swear… I can’t make up my mind.

some people fall in love and touch the sky

some people fall in love and find quicksand.

I hover somewhere in between…I swear…

I can’t make up my mind.

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‘cause blood in my mouth beats blood on the ground.

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We can be strong, we can be strong on this lonely run, on the road to love.

We can be strong, we can be strong on this lonely run, on the road to love.

makes me miss my gauges and suddenly be all the more inclined to invest in a chest piece.

makes me miss my gauges and suddenly be all the more inclined to invest in a chest piece.

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I’m in the mood for the wrong kind of attention.

I’m in the mood for the wrong kind of attention.

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Our Mama Bear; the most exceptional woman in the world. dickpicoftheartist: I already posted this picture of my mom when I realized she looked exactly like that Gothel woman from Tangled, but who cares, look at how incredible she is.My mom taught me a bunch of shit! And there is something she taught me that I’ve had a really hard time coming to terms with. I was a super ambitious child, and she would always tell me that because I was a woman and because I was Mexican, if I wanted recognition, I couldn’t just be good at something, I had to be the best at it. I resented her a lot for a long time about that. She had me reading Julie of the Wolves when I was in kindergarten and I would scream and sob and throw fits at her because it was too hard and I didn’t get it. When I was a dancer, I could have won first place, and she would still tell me that if my feet had been more turned out, or if my lines had been straighter, or if my smile had been bigger, I might have gotten a higher score. I cried when I got A-’s. The thing about all this though, is that it made me believe that I’m capable of anything. I really think that! And that might be a dangerous thing to think, but also it helps me get out of bed sometimes, and it helps me think “his loss,” when someone doesn’t love me, and it is the same thing that makes me cry when I watch Kaylee blowing out the candle and the fourth grader going down the ski slope. Trying is hard and scary and often disappointing. Sometimes I feel like the girl I was when I was growing up is so long gone, but I never really really believe that, because my mom so successfully forced me into thinkin’ that if I try and fight and even just exist ferociously enough, I’ll be able to get the things that I want. She is the best person I’ve ever met. 
Our Mama Bear; the most exceptional woman in the world.

dickpicoftheartist:

I already posted this picture of my mom when I realized she looked exactly like that Gothel woman from Tangled, but who cares, look at how incredible she is.

My mom taught me a bunch of shit! And there is something she taught me that I’ve had a really hard time coming to terms with. I was a super ambitious child, and she would always tell me that because I was a woman and because I was Mexican, if I wanted recognition, I couldn’t just be good at something, I had to be the best at it. I resented her a lot for a long time about that. She had me reading Julie of the Wolves when I was in kindergarten and I would scream and sob and throw fits at her because it was too hard and I didn’t get it. When I was a dancer, I could have won first place, and she would still tell me that if my feet had been more turned out, or if my lines had been straighter, or if my smile had been bigger, I might have gotten a higher score. I cried when I got A-’s. 

The thing about all this though, is that it made me believe that I’m capable of anything. I really think that! And that might be a dangerous thing to think, but also it helps me get out of bed sometimes, and it helps me think “his loss,” when someone doesn’t love me, and it is the same thing that makes me cry when I watch Kaylee blowing out the candle and the fourth grader going down the ski slope.

Trying is hard and scary and often disappointing. Sometimes I feel like the girl I was when I was growing up is so long gone, but I never really really believe that, because my mom so successfully forced me into thinkin’ that if I try and fight and even just exist ferociously enough, I’ll be able to get the things that I want. She is the best person I’ve ever met. 

What’s cookin, good lookin?

What’s cookin, good lookin?

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