White women cannot be intersectional though. Like, intersectional isn’t an adjective, it isn’t a verb, it isn’t a descriptor of a person. Its “intersectional experiences” that matter and are the crux of the whole “conversation.” There is no “being intersectional” involved.


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*drinks water to avoid talking*

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Never Going Back Again (acoustic duet)—Fleetwood Mac

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Rest stops on highways are liminal spaces where the veil is thin and nobody can tell me differently



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The Pitt, 2014

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Jasmine Deporta for some magazine, Issue 7 “Home”


Trevor Paglen - They Watch the Moon (2010)

"This photograph depicts a classified ‘listening station’ deep in the forests of West Virginia.

The station is located at the center of the National Radio Quiet Zone, a region of approximately 34,000 square kilometers in West Virginia and parts of Maryland.

Within the Quiet Zone, radio transmissions are severely restricted: omnidirectional and high-powered transmissions (such as wireless internet devices and FM radio stations) are not permitted.

The listening station, which forms part of the global ECHELON system, was designed in part to take advantage of a phenomenon called moonbounce.

Moonbounce involves capturing communications and telemetry signals from around the world as they escape into space, hit the moon, and are reflected back towards Earth.

The photograph is a long exposure under the full moon light.”

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Manchester School of Art, 1985.


"the cold has already eaten the summer"


Simon Crofts
At the Dacha, Kherson, Ukraine, 2013 

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kew gardens, july 2014

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Taken from MANTRAS zine
This zine is a culmination of how i got myself thru/still getting myself thru things and also things that i love and things that make me happy, mostly Stevie Nicks. I hope i don’t come off as someone who has her shit together, most of this zine is me yelling at myself and it’s really difficult to follow the directions that i give to myself, like “TAKE WHAT’S YOURS” and “DON’T HIDE!” it’s very difficult and on most days i don’t follow these directions and i fail completely. But i still yell at myself because it’s necessary that i always have these things etched in me so i have something to hold on to when shit hits the fan. - Fabiola