Maybe it’s not about the length of time you’ve known someone; maybe it’s about instant recognition on an unconscious level. Our souls know each other.

S.E. Hall, Emerge (via budddha)

startraveller776:

huffingtonpost:

When did doing something ‘like a girl’ become an insult?
Watch the full Always commercial that seeks to answer this question.

The part that gets me is at the end of the commercial, when they ask one of the first ladies if she had a chance to do her demonstration of “running like a girl” over again, what would she do differently and she says, “I would run like myself.” I legit cried.
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startraveller776:

huffingtonpost:

When did doing something ‘like a girl’ become an insult?
Watch the full Always commercial that seeks to answer this question.

The part that gets me is at the end of the commercial, when they ask one of the first ladies if she had a chance to do her demonstration of “running like a girl” over again, what would she do differently and she says, “I would run like myself.” I legit cried.
Zoom Info
startraveller776:

huffingtonpost:

When did doing something ‘like a girl’ become an insult?
Watch the full Always commercial that seeks to answer this question.

The part that gets me is at the end of the commercial, when they ask one of the first ladies if she had a chance to do her demonstration of “running like a girl” over again, what would she do differently and she says, “I would run like myself.” I legit cried.
Zoom Info
startraveller776:

huffingtonpost:

When did doing something ‘like a girl’ become an insult?
Watch the full Always commercial that seeks to answer this question.

The part that gets me is at the end of the commercial, when they ask one of the first ladies if she had a chance to do her demonstration of “running like a girl” over again, what would she do differently and she says, “I would run like myself.” I legit cried.
Zoom Info
startraveller776:

huffingtonpost:

When did doing something ‘like a girl’ become an insult?
Watch the full Always commercial that seeks to answer this question.

The part that gets me is at the end of the commercial, when they ask one of the first ladies if she had a chance to do her demonstration of “running like a girl” over again, what would she do differently and she says, “I would run like myself.” I legit cried.
Zoom Info
startraveller776:

huffingtonpost:

When did doing something ‘like a girl’ become an insult?
Watch the full Always commercial that seeks to answer this question.

The part that gets me is at the end of the commercial, when they ask one of the first ladies if she had a chance to do her demonstration of “running like a girl” over again, what would she do differently and she says, “I would run like myself.” I legit cried.
Zoom Info
startraveller776:

huffingtonpost:

When did doing something ‘like a girl’ become an insult?
Watch the full Always commercial that seeks to answer this question.

The part that gets me is at the end of the commercial, when they ask one of the first ladies if she had a chance to do her demonstration of “running like a girl” over again, what would she do differently and she says, “I would run like myself.” I legit cried.
Zoom Info
startraveller776:

huffingtonpost:

When did doing something ‘like a girl’ become an insult?
Watch the full Always commercial that seeks to answer this question.

The part that gets me is at the end of the commercial, when they ask one of the first ladies if she had a chance to do her demonstration of “running like a girl” over again, what would she do differently and she says, “I would run like myself.” I legit cried.
Zoom Info
startraveller776:

huffingtonpost:

When did doing something ‘like a girl’ become an insult?
Watch the full Always commercial that seeks to answer this question.

The part that gets me is at the end of the commercial, when they ask one of the first ladies if she had a chance to do her demonstration of “running like a girl” over again, what would she do differently and she says, “I would run like myself.” I legit cried.
Zoom Info
startraveller776:

huffingtonpost:

When did doing something ‘like a girl’ become an insult?
Watch the full Always commercial that seeks to answer this question.

The part that gets me is at the end of the commercial, when they ask one of the first ladies if she had a chance to do her demonstration of “running like a girl” over again, what would she do differently and she says, “I would run like myself.” I legit cried.
Zoom Info

startraveller776:

huffingtonpost:

When did doing something ‘like a girl’ become an insult?

Watch the full Always commercial that seeks to answer this question.

The part that gets me is at the end of the commercial, when they ask one of the first ladies if she had a chance to do her demonstration of “running like a girl” over again, what would she do differently and she says, “I would run like myself.” I legit cried.

Light me up like that
cigarette in between your lips; I’ll do double
the damage of the nicotine and be three times as addictive.

a 365 poetry project entry // Haley Hendrick (via s-k-e-t-c-h-e-d)

dear me

when you wake up
and forget how to look at the world with warmth,
when it takes all of the energy you have
to turn off the alarm and open the blinds:
remember this.

when you forget to eat for days and push in your ribs ashamed,
when you look in the mirror
and see your stretches coming back,
the vitamins you take every morning,
the anxiety medicine in your purse
when you can’t fucking breathe
because you had that dream again
and you can’t fucking think straight
because you feel that breath on your neck:
remember this.

when you can’t sleep and stare at the ceiling
playing your past like a projection lit by the glow of your phone,
when you feel like your wings were clipped,
when you’ve gone months without writing anything
remember this.

remember that you may still be young
but your bones have held you so strong
please don’t ever let them stop whispering,
please remember this:

you are stronger than this.
you deserve more than this.
you fought the war before it began
and you’ll celebrate the victory long before it’s over.
you
are
my
hero.

sincerely, d.a.h  (via whisperingbones)

On the day that I meet the man I’m going to marry
I will probably sleep past my alarm,
trip over my shoes out the door,
and stop at the grocery store on the way to work
because I forgot that today is my day to bring breakfast.
he’ll be there picking out fruit or cereal
and when he says hello
I’ll just look at him and say,
“I’m really sorry you have to meet me this way.”
as I try to fix my hair and adjust my shirt.

we’ll probably exchange numbers and
drink coffee at some shitty diner the following night.
we’ll laugh about how we met,
me running into him as I turned an aisle too quick.
he’ll tell me that there is something different about me,
he’ll notice how I hold my coffee,
how I stare into space and swear I’m paying attention.
he’ll probably notice right off the bat
that I have a hard time sitting still
and mid sentence I’ll interrupt him to say,
“let’s go buy a tent. let’s camp outside tonight.”

I’ll notice how he looks at me with curiosity,
how his eyes grow big when I answer in excitement,
how he keeps reaching for my hand but is too shy to grab it
(I make the first move to put him out of his misery)
I keep track of how many times he fidgets with his watch,
I note that he doesn’t like too much cream in his coffee,
I chip in that I like a little coffee with my cream.

we’ll probably go back to my house and
watch the candles flicker shadows against the wall.
I’ll probably look at my bed and remember the nights I felt so lonely
and look back at him and smile
when he asks if I too have been looking
in all the wrong places
for someone
just like
him.

he probably was expecting someone graceful and elegant but he’ll grow to love how hard I tripped and fell in love with him/d.a.h (via whisperingbones)

Falling in love is so obvious nowadays but at the same time so beautiful