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Asexuals don’t fuck around.

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Yes, good.

Pretty much.


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Better Identification of Viking Corpses Reveals: Half of the Warriors Were Female | Tor.com



"Researchers at the University of Western Australia decided to revamp the way they studied Viking remains. Previously, researchers had misidentified skeletons as male simply because they were buried with their swords and shields. (Female remains were identified by their oval brooches, and not much else.) By studying osteological signs of gender within the bones themselves, researchers discovered that approximately half of the remains were actually female warriors, given a proper burial with their weapons.”

Women have always fought. We have always been there, ‘contributing to history’. Our own, modern sexism contributes to the erasure of it.

(Bolding mine)

"We have always been there, ‘contributing to history’. Our own, modern sexism contributes to the erasure of it."

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"Although I feel that my tragedy is the greatest in history—greater than the fall of empires—I am nevertheless aware of my total insignificance. I am absolutely persuaded that I am nothing in this universe; yet I feel that mine is the only real existence."

— Emil Cioran, On the Heights of Despair (via larmoyante)

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there are some people that i follow that i’m never unfollowing. like it’s ride or die at this point we’re in this together 4 life

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"I don’t chase people anymore. I learned that I’m here, and I’m important. I’m not going to run after people to prove that I matter."

— EY (via latelycravingmore)

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"Loving me is asking for disaster."

— six words; forty-seven (via mookkyul)

(Source: bluejaysong)

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"My heart didn’t break into a thousand pieces after he left. Instead, I realized all the things he didn’t do. He didn’t want to hear my stories. He didn’t ask me questions. He didn’t hug me out of the blue to make me feel good. His hugs were always a preamble to something else, and after he was gone, I wondered if he ever knew me at all."

— Diane Les Becquets  (via thatkindofwoman)

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"I hope they ask about me & I hope you tell them you fucked up."

— Unknown (via missinyouiskillingme)

(Source: flyingwithoutwings21)

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