While on the London Underground

Me: Why do they have OPEN and CLOSE buttons on tube doors when they're controlled by the driver?

Him: Good question, I'm not sure

Me: Maybe they're just there to identify tourists

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Nostalgia

eyesofadiaspora:

The hardest feeling to understand is longing. You wake up and miss something. Something you cannot name, cannot put a dress in, cannot wipe away or move aside and it continues to sit there like a lump in your throat threatening tears until they come suddenly without warning. 

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We let Willow cut her hair. When you have a little girl, it’s like how can you teach her that you’re in control of her body? If I teach her that I’m in charge of whether or not she can touch her hair, she’s going to replace me with some other man when she goes out in the world. She can’t cut my hair but that’s her hair. She has got to have command of her body. So when she goes out into the world, she’s going out with a command that it is hers. She is used to making those decisions herself. We try to keep giving them those decisions until they can hold the full weight of their lives.

(On why he let Willow cut all of her hair off)

Read more: Will Smith On Allowing Willow To Cut Her Hair: ‘She Has Got To Have Command Of Her Body’ | Necole Bitchie.com

- He raises a really great point. What would it mean to believe very early that my body was mine. That it’s not for anyone or for any particular purpose other than to be mine until I decide otherwise.

(via larepublicadedet)

I was damned near 30 before I could believe my body belonged to me & me alone. Dear people who take an issue with this,

Let the Smiths do right by their babies & shut the fuck up about how you think they should parent.

(via karnythia)

I’m about to give myself a deathhawk and my mother is going to kill me.  I’m in my 30’s. 

(via lepus)

This is pretty powerful. My answer to most things is literally either “I can’t do it, my momma would have a fit” or “I dont know how my family would react”

Eye opening to say the least

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colporteur:

by Tania De Rozario

I avoid speaking your name in conversation,
throwing it to the air as if it were nothing
more than an assumption of you; it is my last
mode of defence. The last item of clothing
to discard before I realise I’m naked in public.

Because they can hear…

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