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anneboyer:

In approximately sixty hours, and for the second time, adriamycin and cyclophosphamide will be infused into my body through a plastic port surgically implanted into my chest and is connected to my jugular vein. Adriamycin is named for the Adriatic Sea — it is also called Doxorubicin, and part of…

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jean-luc-gohard:

The most dangerous thing society teaches boys and men, especially white boys and men, is that their emotions are objective logic and reason and that anyone who disagrees is being irrational.

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sugarlesscornflake:

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kawaiilluminatii:

thetitanisahomestucksir:

drwagc:

kawaiilluminatii:

VAPOR G R A V E

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NO BUT GUYS YOU DONT UNDERSTAND TAWAGOTO BOI MEANS SHIT BOY

it says “shit boi i die”

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たまごBOI 私は骸骨奴
concretefemme:

look at this cop-hating suffragette kitty 
rhamphotheca:

pdlcomics: Deception
animatedtext:

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I never paid any attention to people who told me to go out and live. I belonged always to whatever was far from me and to whatever I could never be. Anything that was not mine, however base, always seemed to me to be full of poetry. The only thing I ever loved was pure nothingness.
by Fernando Pessoa, The Book Of Disquiet (via dieworten)

(Source: wordsnquotes.com, via jacobwren)

The word “art” is something the West has never understood. Art is supposed to be a part of a community. Like, scholars are supposed to be a part of a community… Art is to decorate people’s houses, their skin, their clothes, to make them expand their minds, and it’s supposed to be right in the community, where they can have it when they want it… It’s supposed to be as essential as a grocery store… that’s the only way art can function naturally.
by Amiri Baraka  (via westindians)

(via cyborges)

We had a lot of trouble with western mental health workers who came here immediately after the genocide and we had to ask some of them to leave.

They came and their practice did not involve being outside in the sun where you begin to feel better. There was no music or drumming to get your blood flowing again. There was no sense that everyone had taken the day off so that the entire community could come together to try to lift you up and bring you back to joy. There was no acknowledgement of the depression as something invasive and external that could actually be cast out again.

Instead they would take people one at a time into these dingy little rooms and have them sit around for an hour or so and talk about bad things that had happened to them. We had to ask them to leave.


by ~A Rwandan talking to a western writer, Andrew Solomon, about his experience with western mental health and depression.

From The Moth podcast, ‘Notes on an Exorcism’. (via
jacobwren)

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blood orange - you’re not good enough

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