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Make them regret ever leaving you.

One minute my boyfriend and I are having deep talks about society, the next he’s romantic, the next he’s a freak. I love that man.


Biggie Cynthia
We could be fuckin but you wanna live in a another state

(Source: validx2, via itsgreeeen)

He’s so romantic
I’ll be ok. I just need time to be sad.
written by 10 word story (via lettersstrungtogether7)

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I’ve always been pretty good at dealing with disappointment from the people I care about. I always seem to be able to have a grasp on reality and come to my senses, even though I’m a big dreamer. But with him, none of that matters. He’s the only person I’ve ever been sure about and it hurts so bad for him to not be sure about me, us, and what he wants. I’ve had boyfriends before and sworn up and down that I was in love, but none of that comes close to what I feel for him. I’m frightened because I know I’ve lost myself in him, I’m not the same person without him and that is such a powerful and terrifying feeling where I can’t even go throughout my day without him because I feel so dead and empty inside.

I want a dyke for president. I want a person with AIDS for president and I want a fag for vice president and I want someone with no health insurance and I want someone who grew up in a place where the earth is so saturated with toxic waste that they didn’t have a choice about getting leukemia.

I want a president that had an abortion at sixteen and I want a candidate who isn’t the lesser of two evils and I want a president who lost their last lover to AIDS, who still sees that in their eyes every time they lay down to rest, who held their lover in their arms and knew they were dying.

I want a president who has stood on line at the clinic, at the DMV, at the welfare office and has been unemployed and laid off and sexually harassed and gay-bashed and deported. I want someone who has spent the night in the tombs and had a cross burned on their lawn and survived rape.

I want someone who has been in love and been hurt, who respects sex, who has made mistakes and learned from them. I want a black woman for president. I want someone with bad teeth and an attitude, someone who has eaten that nasty hospital food, someone who cross-dresses and has done drugs and been in therapy.

I want someone who has committed civil disobedience. And I want to know why this isn’t possible. I want to know why we started learning somewhere down the line that a president is always a clown: always a john and never a hooker. Always a boss and never a worker, always a liar, always a thief and never caught.

written by Zoe Leonard (via sonofbaldwin)

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Polish doctor that refused to perform abortion named a “hero”
Dr Bogdan Chazan was visited by an expecting mother (32 weeks into pregnancy), who already had 5 miscarriages before and was worried about her health. It turned out that the fetus had hydrocephalus, undeveloped brain and was missing many bones from its skull. The Doctor refused to perform an abortion and didn’t send the woman to another hospital which could do so (according to polish law, if a doctor doesn’t want to perform an abortion, he has to choose another hospital which will agree to do so). Chazan was named a “local hero” and “true warrior of Jesus in the name of life of the unborn” by many polish politicians and catholic activists. He used conscience clause as an excuse for his actions.
The woman gave birth to the child through a C-section. She and her husband spent 10 painful days watching their deformed child die a horrible death. When she finally decided to speak out, she said:
“During these 10 days, no priest, no pro life activist or even dr Chazan came to see the child, to ask if they can help. It was really hard to look at our child. We knew what was coming, but it was still very hard to cope with”
Congratulations, pro-lifers - another “life” saved, another “happy” child and “happy” family. 


This makes me so mad. Who the fuck are you to make that type of choice for someone else?

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