I'm a hopeful kind of sad.

Running is my everything.


so today my ap art history teacher was teaching us about Hapshetsut the only female pharaoh and he was like “have you seen women they can pop out a baby and be like alright let’s go” and then he walked over to this guy and aimed his fist towards his balls and the guy flinched and held his crotch so he was like “men may be stronger but women are tougher” and then he said “so when someone tells you to grow a pair, they mean ovaries”

(via x-dont-leave-me-here-x)

I go where I love and where I am loved,
into the snow;

I go to the things I love
with no thought of duty or pity.

—H. D., The Flowering of the Rod (via defense-mechanisms)

(via alonesomes)


If you ask me 3 months ago what the hardest thing I had ever done in my life was, I would of without a doubt said cross country. running. racing.

if you asked me today what the hardest thing I have ever done in my life was, I would say not running. continuing to believe and be faithful in my abilities even when I could barely stand. watching my teammates do everything I love.

not running is so, so, so, much harder than running. remember that.

(via longdistancetrackgirl)



i don’t get why arguments against wearing tight/revealing clothing are that “it leaves nothing to the imagination”

bro who cares about the way you imagine my body, this is what it factually looks like so fuck off

like you’re literally saying that your interpretation of my body is more important than, like, my actual body

(via themomentsiknew)

You can want who you want, boys and boys and girls and girls

— Welcome To New York by Taylor Swift (via swlft)

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blanket apology to all the female celebrities i hated as a teenager because i was up to my eyeballs in internalized misogyny

(via faysbook)