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So I drank one, it became four, and when I fell on the floor I drank more. Nothing has changed, I still love you, I still love you.
Morrissey (via hollowstimulation)

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OHMYGOD

When our breasts arrived
as a kind of currency, we’d tug
our camisoles low, use
our newfangled bodies to haggle
with the ice cream man. The winner
was the girl who received her chocolate cone
for free, who sucked on candy cigarettes
the same way she wore a training bra.
That summer my pockets grew forests
of hand-tied maraschino cherry stems:
tampered evidence that I might one day be worthy
of kissing. In exchange for rides
on the handlebars of their bikes,
we’d let the boys bite
the beads off our candy
necklaces until the chokers
resembled punched out teeth.
From their slobber, blue and violet
stained my throat where the sweetness
had once been, so I suppose,
Your Honor, I was preparing
for him.

Megan Falley "Beginning in an Ice Cream Truck
and Ending in a Court Room”
(after Kim Addonizio)

I tell my students, ‘When you get these jobs that you have been so brilliantly trained for, just remember that your real job is that if you are free, you need to free somebody else. If you have some power, then your job is to empower somebody else. This is not just a grab-bag candy game.’
Toni Morrison (via ethiopienne)
sevenlyinterns:

Food for the thought!

sevenlyinterns:

Food for the thought!

imjustanothergirlll:

Words of advice: When dealing with someone who is battling severe depression, do not tell them “everyday is a bad day for you.” Never say that. It just shows how much you really don’t care and that you don’t want to deal with their shit anymore. My best friend just told me this, and she broke my heart.

And how hard is it to land even a minimum-wage job? This year, the Ivy League college admissions acceptance rate was 8.9%. Last year, when Walmart opened its first store in Washington, D.C., there were more than 23,000 applications for 600 jobs, which resulted in an acceptance rate of 2.6%, making the big box store about twice as selective as Harvard and five times as choosy as Cornell. Telling unemployed people to get off their couches (or out of the cars they live in or the shelters where they sleep) and get a job makes as much sense as telling them to go study at Harvard.