Laurel Dixon

23. Writer in training. Poetry, fiction, coffee. Cat person. Bisexual.

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“For things to reveal themselves to us, we need to be ready to abandon our views about them.”

—   Thich Nhat Hanh  (via respectmycomplexity)

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earthyday:

Railway © Aleksandr Junajev

dillondean:

thug life? more like hug life. come here

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“I urge you to please notice when you are happy.”

renjin-chan:

you can tell this is a high ranking bun, because he is wearing a crown that is also a bun

renjin-chan:

you can tell this is a high ranking bun, because he is wearing a crown that is also a bun

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jackaalope:

cracked:

5 Things I Learned As A Sex Slave in Modern America
#5. Sex Slavery Is a Thriving American Industry
I was 4 or 5 years old when it started.
If you’re expecting my “sold into child slavery” story to begin with guys in ski masks bursting into my bedroom and snatching me up in the night, the actual story is worse, in a way. One night, my stepdad just pulled me out of bed and said, “Come here, uncle needs to see you.” There were zero uncles downstairs. But there were several creepy, creepy men who passed me around from lap to lap and paid him for the privilege. If you’re asking yourself where my mother was, well, she was right there, watching.
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This is quite possibly one of the most important things I have ever reblogged on this website and you all need to read this right now.


absolutely heartbreaking.

jackaalope:

cracked:

5 Things I Learned As A Sex Slave in Modern America

#5. Sex Slavery Is a Thriving American Industry

I was 4 or 5 years old when it started.

If you’re expecting my “sold into child slavery” story to begin with guys in ski masks bursting into my bedroom and snatching me up in the night, the actual story is worse, in a way. One night, my stepdad just pulled me out of bed and said, “Come here, uncle needs to see you.” There were zero uncles downstairs. But there were several creepy, creepy men who passed me around from lap to lap and paid him for the privilege. If you’re asking yourself where my mother was, well, she was right there, watching.

Read More

This is quite possibly one of the most important things I have ever reblogged on this website and you all need to read this right now.

absolutely heartbreaking.

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“Poetry is an affair of sanity, of seeing things as they are.”

—   Philip Larkin (via poetryeater)

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“[My therapist] asked me, “What’s the difference between boys and girls?” And I being a wise third grader - as all third graders are - said, “Nothing.””

—   Laverne Cox (via fuckyeahlavernecox)

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