butterflyinthewell:

Personal boundaries should be treated like somebody’s house and private bathroom. (This is all metaphorical)

• If you knock on the bathroom door and they say “I can’t talk right now, I’ll let you know when I’m done, please leave me alone,” that means go away until they say they’re ready because they aren’t comfortable with you being there right now.
• If you accidentally open the door on them because it’s not locked, or you didn’t know it’s a bathroom, the proper reaction is to apologize for intruding and close the door as you back off, and don’t talk about how you saw them naked or using the toilet.
• If you know it’s a bathroom and know it’s occupied when you open the door, don’t sit there apologizing and justifying the reasons for barging in while they’re naked or using the toilet, just say you’re sorry and close the frigging door.
• If they tell you to please not open that door again without knocking, learn to knock and respect it if they say to leave them alone.
• That doesn’t mean you go open every door you find unlocked simply because it’s unlocked and then act like the wounded party when they tell you to stop opening those doors without knocking or asking if it’s okay.
• That doesn’t mean getting jealous because their other friend who they have been friends with for years (and built up significant trust / intimacy with) can open any door they want, and that doesn’t mean guilting them by saying “you let them open doors and talk to you when you’re in the bathroom. Why can’t I do that? AmI not a good enough friend to you?”
• That doesn’t mean you act offended when they ask how they can mark where the boundaries are in a manner you understand because they want to help you know where their boundaries are.
• That doesn’t mean you get to ask them why they don’t trust you when they mark their boundaries.
• That doesn’t mean barging into their bathroom every time you didn’t open a marked door to tell them about all the doors you’ve avoided opening.
• That doesn’t mean you play ignorant / wounded party when you still cross their clearly marked boundaries, so they lock those doors and tell you to stop trying to open them.
• That doesn’t mean beating against the now-locked doors until they open them in exasperation.
• That doesn’t mean using your own key that they entrusted you with to unlock their doors and intrude on their private / personal space.
• That doesn’t mean getting angry at them for adding another lock or changing the locks to keep you out of the spaces they don’t want you intruding into.
• That doesn’t mean kicking those doors until you break through.
• That doesn’t mean acting all wounded when the person being violated gets angry about the constant intrusions on their personal / private space and kicks you out.
• Promises to stop and change are worthless if the knocking, banging and misuse of keys continue when they give you another chance.
• That doesn’t mean you throw your key at them in a snit because they got angry and defended their space when you started intruding again.
• That doesn’t mean you beg, make excuses and play victim when they refuse to return your key a second / third / fourth / whatever time. You keep using it to violate their personal / private space after they clearly showed you the boundaries multiple times, so they are in their right to boot you out.

meanwhilepoetry:

Do not tell me that girls cannot change the world. I grew on stories of a twelve year old Anne Frank in a cramped, silent room weaving hopeful magic with just a pen. And Ruby Bridges facing racist monsters when she was only six, to become the first African American child to desegregate an all white school. And Anandi Gopal Joshi, only 19 years old and the first woman doctor of India. And Mary Shelley changing the face of fiction forever by inventing a whole new genre at 18. I grew up on tales of girls fighting destiny, carving history with their own two hands, breaking down walls. So if my daughter ever doubts herself because she is told she cannot, I will hand her stories as a sword and faith as a shield and tell her, “You know what? They told Anne and Ruby and Anandi and Mary they couldn’t, too. And it didn’t stop them. Because nothing can stop a girl with eyes aflame with courage and a war song in her chest.”

Nikita Gill, Stories of Girls Who Changed The World

moonlight

cottagehaunt:

the shadow cast
of the window panes
as above the glowing moon wanes

i am completely
and fully at ease
my love, the moon, she brings me peace

the shadows of a long hall
in my small empty room
my little windows loom

the moon sees no color
only black, white, and grey
the hues will return with the breaking of day

i could gaze at her beauty
from dusk to dawn
not even once would i let out a yawn

she sleeps in the day
keeps watch through the night
accompanied by stars to her left and her right

she’s never alone in the vast open sky
and neither am i when i tilt up my head
and see her look down to me in my bed

- me @ 5am

coolmusicquotes:

“See I believe if God is real, he’ll never judge a man, because he knows us all and therefore he would understand.”

— J. Cole - Change

spragnione:

“Everybody telling me life’s short, but I wanna die”

— the brightside

anchoringsailors:

“SOMETIMES LIFE GETS FUCKED UP THAT’S WHY WE GET FUCKED UP”

— Lil peep

shchuka:

“I don’t give a fuck, I love who I love”

— Lil Peep - Right Here

spragnione:

“You know it’s fucked when the pain feel nice”

— lil peep

abreast:

“look at the sky tonight, all of the stars have a reason.”

— Lil Peep, Star Shopping

187-strassenbande:

“I swear it gets so lonely sometimes”

— lil peep

spragnione:

“On the day I die, would you even cry?”

— lil peep

hiiivibe3:

“If you see my tears fall just let me be, move along nothing to see”

— J. Cole