shrimp are referred to as an abomination four times more than homosexuality is in the bible
why do people romanticize cigarettes theyre nasty af and cause a shit ton of diseases and medical issues
Emma Thompson about acting | BAFTA Life in Pictures (Nov. 24, 2013) (x)
Madam C.J. Walker and several friends in her automobile.
She was the first woman in America to become a millionaire by her own endeavors, as well as the first African American millionaire.
Went to bed at 4, woke up at 6 to finish my final paper, went back to sleep, woke up drenched in sweat at 8, which is when my final started, half ran to my final, genuinely failed it and turned in a subpar paper, then went to another final which I feel infinitely better about than the first one, and now it will shortly be time for me to be trapped in the building doing checkouts and on call. What a day.
You’re twenty-one or twenty-nine and your heart’s been broken somewhere between four and twenty times—fetal-position-on-the-bathroom-floor broken, real-country-music broken—and you don’t know how you can ever be expected to go on like this for fifty more years and change.
You have scars. You’ve injured your body in ways that will never fully heal, and you realize you are slowly, incorrigibly sliding away from some physical perfection you imagine you must have possessed sometime in the distant past. Maybe when you were fourteen. Maybe the day you were born.
You’ve gone on and off your medication and the bottle. You’ve had your first marriage and maybe your first divorce, or maybe you’ve always broken things off or been broken off. You’ve fucked and you’ve made love. You’re pretty sure you know the difference now.
You’ve thought of suicide in a post-adolescent way at least once. Practically. Stoically. Without any late-night phone calls. Just sober in a dimly lit bedroom, weighing cons and pros.”You Know How Sometime You’re in Your Twenties in America (Jade Sylvan)