Perpetual.

I'm Rachel. Recent Truman State history grad, now diving headfirst into my Masters of Arts in Education. Gonna work in a museum and get students interested in cool stuff. Me: Food, leggings, boots, BBN, Shameless, reading, laughing, Doctor Who, Ed Sheeran and other gingers, Sherlock, Game of Thrones, etc. WWI, the American West, Wikipedia, ISAO, Twitter, my bed, X-men, drunken shenanigans, Tau Lambda Sigma, Band of Brothers, too many tv shows, scarves, Russian Literature, religion, shoes, discovering.

  • thefingerfuckingfemalefury:

    feferi-captor:

    get out your VCR’s it’s time to watch The Prince of Egypt. or you can watch it here.

    please don’t watch exodus: gods and kings because it’s icky and racist. you deserve better. you deserve the prince of egypt.

    It is safe to say that I will not be going to watch the weird gross whitewashing mess that is Exodous…

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  • "If someday the moon calls you by your name don’t be surprised,
    Because every night I tell her about you."
    Shahrazad al-Khalij (via unendingly)

    (Source: wordsnquotes, via cheetodores)

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  • "Forgive the trees
    for the way they can’t stop shaking
    even after all these years of practice.
    Forgive yourself
    for the days you don’t even want to try."
    Y.Z, a dying art (via topkun)

    (Source: rustyvoices, via buddhacoffee)

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  • madamecuratrix:

    darksilenceinsuburbia:

    Jimmy Nelson

    Before They Pass Away

    Website

    The most gorgeous and wonderful photoset that’s come across my dash in a while.

    Wow.

    (via washing-machine)

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  • "I almost thanked you for
    teaching me something about survival
    back there,
    but then I remembered
    that the ocean never
    handed me the gift of swimming.
    I gave it to myself."
    Y.Z, what I forgot to remember (via rustyvoices)

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  • anotherdamnposer:

    Being an atheist is ok.
    Being an atheist and shaming religion and spirituality as silly or not real is not ok.

    Being a Christian is ok.
    Being a homophobic, misogynistic, racist, or otherwise hateful person in the name of Christianity is not ok.

    Being a reindeer is ok.
    Bullying and excluding another reindeer because he has a shiny red nose is not ok.

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  • heyheyjuhkay:

    Do you ever think about all of the really nice drunk girls you’ve met in bathrooms and wonder how they are doing? I miss you all

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  • "I can’t abandon
    the person I used to be
    so I carry her"
    365 Days of Haiku, Day #123 (via idreamof-pb)

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  • mylifeasqueenb:

    girls all go to the bathroom together because that’s where we rap battle

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  • "

    Don’t tell me I’m beautiful. I have already heard the word rubbed raw across the flesh of so many girls before me. Thrown at them like rocks that beat the skin of those we do not understand.

    “You are beautiful,” we yell with such contempt. “God dammit, why won’t you just believe me, you’re beautiful!” It is not a compliment. It is a victory march of your own self sacrifice. “You’re beautiful,” we say through gritted teeth. “You’re beautiful,” we spit out through tears, looking at a reflection we hate. “You’re beautiful,” we say, holding a body that has never felt the arms of another. “You’re beautiful.”

    Don’t tell me I’m beautiful. A word like that floats on the surface, give me something with depth. Tell me I’m intelligent. Tell me I’m courageous. Tell me that when I laugh the whole world smiles. Tell me that my voice is sweeter than strawberries. Remind me that my hands have helped flowers grow, painted the ocean, and captured the sky in my phone. Assure me that with a mind like mine, I can change the world. 

    Don’t tell me I’m beautiful. I don’t really care if it’s true. I’ve spent years trying to convince myself that beauty goes through and through. Don’t tell me I’m beautiful. I’ve felt the word splatter against me enough for a lifetime. I am better than the “beautiful” that slips from your lips. I am the ocean, 36,000 feet deep. There are parts of me you have never seen. I am outer space, infinite in your search. I am not simply “beautiful.” I’m a fucking masterpiece.

    "
    Not Everyone is Beautiful (via opaqueglitter)

    (Source: crimson-jpg, via buddhacoffee)

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  • I cherish the memory of a question my grandson asked me the other day, when he said: ‘Grandpa, were you a hero in the war?’ Grandpa said, “No. But I served in a company of heroes.”

    (Source: avengetheangels, via passrevoked)

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