THE PHARMACIST [1946]

Life is short. Live it. Fear is natural. Face it. Memory is powerful. Use it.

i wonder if people think im weird, constantly studying, a pencil in my unbrushed hair, a cold cup of coffee in my hand. i wonder if people pity me, the girl who stays locked up, and goes on lonely long walks, the girl who gazes at windows, wondering who lives behind them, the girl who just wants to run away. i wonder if people even notice me. its a comforting thought, of sorts, going unnoticed.

“don’t let your happiness depend on something you may lose.” - C.S. Lewis

Oh damn..

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colors of the sky.

my heart bleeds everyday for the afghan girls and women. they are housebound and have to cover themselves up from top to bottom because they have to "avoid temptation or seduction". they are not allowed to speak in public or appear in public because it is deemed "too intimate." the women can’t look at men. suicide rates have skyrocketed because women and girls would rather be dead than to be a women in afghanistan. it’s not a sin to be a women.

women and girls are denied access to healthcare because they cannot be treated by male doctors, yet they are also barred from education and, therefore, cannot become doctors themselves. shops in afghanistan are even forced to cover up female mannequins. little girls live in fear of becoming child brides, but they dream of being poets, they would kill to get education.

a woman was disqualified from the olympics because she spread the message "free afghan women" at her breakdance performance. there must always be a relative male by their side like women were dogs being treated by their owner, except dogs have more rights than the women suffering.

we must raise awareness, do not look away. these women deserve the opportunities and the human rights that EVERY person does. they are talented, creative and intelligent but men are so scared. scared of women. the taliban tries to erase women. i’m sick. remember: it’s not islam or "just their culture", it is the radical government that feels threatened by women. do not look away.

𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔟𝔬𝔬𝔨𝔰 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔞 𝔪𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔰 📚

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why does tumblr keep recommending me those coquette girlblogger posts...I am literally the living antithesis of coquette. Im coquettes greatest nemesis. every subatomic particle that makes up my body is so grizzled you would not believe it