The Curlyhead Chronicles

23, photographer, nearly a college graduate, Temple Owl, retail worker, cupcake lover, fan of all things beautiful. biting is my thing. pretty sure i was a vampire in my past life.1/2 hopeless romantic, 1/2 love pessimist. Now that you know me, you should follow me, or you could get to know me, tell me. Looking for something?

Go down a waterslide when it isn’t wet and you’ll understand why foreplay is so important.

WHEN MY MOM ASKED IF THERE WERE ANY BOOKS I WANTED FOR MY BIRTHDAY

litographs:

dukeofbookingham:

I was like:

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Yup.

I asked my ex, now good friend, if she would ever have an open relationship and she said, “No, I don’t think I could do that” then after a pause and a smile, “but what about love affair friendships?” She went on to describe an impenetrable fortress of female friendship, her own group of best mates who’d known each other since school and had supported and loved each other through almost all of their lifetimes. They sounded far more bonded to, and in love with one another, than their respective husbands. It struck me that we don’t have the language to reflect the diversity and breadth of connections we experience. Why is sex the thing we tend to define a relationship by, when in fact it can be simple casual fun without a deep emotional transaction? Why do we say “just friends” when, for some of us, a friendship goes deeper? Can we define a new currency of commitment that celebrates and values this? Instead of having multiple confusing interpretations of the same word, could we have different words? What if we viewed our relationships as a pyramid structure with our primary partner at the top and a host of lovers, friends, spiritual soul mates, colleagues, and acquaintances beneath that? - Rosie Wilby, “You’re More Polyamorous Than You Think” (via sodisarmingdarling)

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piranhabat:

jakemalik:

*drops food on floor*

germs: go get it! quick!

king germ: no.. we must wait 5 seconds.. it is the rule

my favorite thing about this post is that germs have apparently gained enough sentience to develop a form of monarchy

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store: help wanted
me: *applies for job*
store: no not you
multidjc:

j-ckie:

romamochi:

profmth:

Mitt Romney’s family misspell their last name in the greatest Freudian slip in history.



i just spit my drink everywHERE omfG


I’m not even sorry

春

Ancient moon priestesses were called virgins. ‘Virgin’ meant not married, not belonging to a man - a woman who was ‘one-in-herself’. The very word derives from a Latin root meaning strength, force, skill; and was later applied to men: virle. Ishtar, Diana, Astarte, Isis were all all called virgin, which did not refer to sexual chastity, but sexual independence. And all great culture heroes of the past, mythic or historic, were said to be born of virgin mothers: Marduk, Gilgamesh, Buddha, Osiris, Dionysus, Genghis Khan, Jesus - they were all affirmed as sons of the Great Mother, of the Original One, their worldly power deriving from her. When the Hebrews used the word, and in the original Aramaic, it meant ‘maiden’ or ‘young woman’, with no connotations to sexual chastity. But later Christian translators could not conceive of the ‘Virgin Mary’ as a woman of independent sexuality, needless to say; they distorted the meaning into sexually pure, chaste, never touched. -

Monica Sjoo, The Great Cosmic Mother: Rediscovering the Religion of the Earth  (via thewaking)

Literally the most important thing you will read today.

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#staywoke

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(Source: ynannarising, via hail-natalia)

quickweaves:

Revolutionary

Me always