Teddy Roosevelt’s diary entry from the day his wife died. He never spoke of her death again.
i reblog this every time its on my dash
this is so sad
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I need feminism because people tell me I wasn’t really raped because I was dating the man who raped me.
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Shit, Kanye. Get it together.
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Everything you love is here
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Volcán Paricutin, Michoacán, México.
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