magic, motherfucker.

MAGIC, MOTHERFUCKER. That’s what the broken own. We own magic. It’s our job to work hard enough at everything so we can get to that magic. It’s our job to feel our sharp pangs of hunger for everything, every day, so we can feel that magic. It’s our job to feel as much as we can, even when it fucking hurts and humiliates us, so we can create magic in our connections to other people. It’s our job to dig for passion, to dig for more love, to dig for new discoveries. We were designed to keep digging. We were designed to say NO to tepid bitches who don’t have enough love to offer us. We were designed to set our sights on beauty, and light, and passion. - Heather Havrilesky

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Helen The Seer Sucker

... unless I spend too mush time internetting about the details of Kolchak's typewriter ...

Helen The Seer Sucker

... unless I spend too mush time internetting about the details of Kolchak's typewriter ...
let x equal x

thanks for putting on the feedbag, thanks for going all out

let x equal x

thanks for putting on the feedbag, thanks for going all out
(let's go) space mulling (come on)

*(they at least kind of tried to not be misogynist about it)

(let's go) space mulling (come on)

*(they at least kind of tried to not be misogynist about it)

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