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A POCKET THAT COULD HOLD THE UNIVERSE.

theshorteststory:

carlovely:

roller derby girl breastfeeding  (click here to read more) 

The feminist campaign to allow women the full freedom to breastfeed is about all of us. It is not really about the choices of individual mothers and their babies. It is about women being considered as important..  as fucking normal as men. We are all made stronger when a woman can breastfeed, in public, as a member of her community, while getting shit done.  Because when that happens it says that women belong, it says that women’s bodies belong, it says that women are here. (ned hepburn)


I just love this so much.


Hell yes.

theshorteststory:

carlovely:

roller derby girl breastfeeding  (click here to read more

The feminist campaign to allow women the full freedom to breastfeed is about all of us. It is not really about the choices of individual mothers and their babies. It is about women being considered as important..  as fucking normal as men. We are all made stronger when a woman can breastfeed, in public, as a member of her community, while getting shit done.  Because when that happens it says that women belong, it says that women’s bodies belong, it says that women are here. (ned hepburn)

I just love this so much.

Hell yes.

(via geewizbo)

misswallflower:

“Hope
Smiles from the threshold of the year to come,
Whispering ‘it will be happier’…”

― Alfred Lord Tennyson

(via fuckyeahhappy)

Cheese is the most stolen food in the world

(Source: The Huffington Post, via ohyeahfacts)

ladybabybug:

BAHAHAHAHAH


Ha!

ladybabybug:

BAHAHAHAHAH

Ha!

(Source: morganfreeeman, via geewizbo)

slaughterhouse90210:

“There seemed to be something tragic in a friendship so coloured by romance.” — Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

slaughterhouse90210:

“There seemed to be something tragic in a friendship so coloured by romance.” — Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

“My entire life became divided into kissing… and not kissing. Kissing… and not kissing.”

“My entire life became divided into kissing… and not kissing. Kissing… and not kissing.”

(via frickyeah1990s)

there’s nothing like being a baby

baby lays on my chest, sleeping for hours.

baby flips head from one side to the other.

i say, “careful, baby, watch your neck.”

baby opens eyes briefly, sighs a baby sigh, then falls back asleep.

beautiful.

beautiful.

(via usedtohaveadayjob)

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