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SEPTEMBER HOROSCOPES

virgo, actively seek balance.

libra, trust these are the right decisions.

scorpio, separate fact from feeling.

sagittarius, remind yourself how you got this far.

capricorn, it is a time of luck.

aquarius, unpack your current fear.

pisces, take on this challenge.

aries, you will find a place to belong.

taurus, let it happen.

gemini, toast to self-acceptance.

cancer, embrace the love around you.

leo, you are safe here.
SEPTEMBER HOROSCOPES, by Blythe Baird (via blythebrooklyn)
WITCHES

do not let anyone
convince you a Witch

is something to fear. she is a female

with power, the healer, the magician
persecuted for being both woman

and extraordinary.

the men panic for their seat in the
castle. they do not know how to share

a throne. when you cast a spell,
they laugh, but make no mistake:

predators will cut off your hands
if you prove them to be useful.

they will cut off your hands
if they decide you are capable

of starting a war.

but you are all bite, claws, steel, filed teeth
and jaws, scratch, buckle, sparkling fists.

there is a fire. let them cower. howl louder.

see the wonder-girl who can swallow lit
matches, who manages to survive in spite

of the fifteenth street-side threat this week.
boy at a party jokes that women

are an endangered species. once,
I met a ten-year-old who had to cover

his little brothers eyes while watching their father
beat their mom to death. sometimes, I am all too

aware of the obstacle course getting home safe
at night is like. I have a weapon in my purse

that looks like a friendly kitten keychain.
I have heard the stories of brave women

made into headlines made into such-a-
shame’s. I can’t say I haven’t been warned.

tonight, you are angry and
outside, it is storming.

use your voice like a flamethrower,
a siren. they are afraid of whatever

this heat is coming from
and who she came here for.

who do you know named extinct?
WITCHES, by Blythe Baird (via blythebrooklyn)

I read several dozen stories a year from miserable, lonely guys who insist that women won’t come near them despite the fact that they are just the nicest guys in the world.

..I’m asking what do you offer? Are you smart? Funny? Interesting? Talented? Ambitious? Creative? OK, now what do you do to demonstrate those attributes to the world? Don’t say that you’re a nice guy — that’s the bare minimum.

“Well, I’m not sexist or racist or greedy or shallow or abusive! Not like those other douchebags!”

I’m sorry, I know that this is hard to hear, but if all you can do is list a bunch of faults you don’t have, then back the fuck away..

..Don’t complain about how girls fall for jerks; they fall for those jerks because those jerks have other things they can offer. “But I’m a great listener!” Are you? Because you’re willing to sit quietly in exchange for the chance to be in the proximity of a pretty girl (and spend every second imagining how soft her skin must be)? Well guess what, there’s another guy in her life who also knows how to do that, and he can play the guitar. Saying that you’re a nice guy is like a restaurant whose only selling point is that the food doesn’t make you sick. You’re like a new movie whose title is This Movie Is in English, and its tagline is “The actors are clearly visible”.

David Wong, 6 Harsh Truths That Will Make You a Better Person

This never gets old. 

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