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rara avis, n. (or, rare bird) A rare or unique person or thing.

I'm a collection of organic molecules called Raven. I'm a twenty-one year old art school dropout/soon to be culinary student hailing from Birmingham, AL. I'm in love. I'm vegan. I have awesome friends. Proud cat/dog/rat mom. Obsessive Whovian. I'm stoked on life.

Be touched. Allow loneliness to caress you with feathered fingers until the sensation consumes you. Smile as it picks at your seams and unravel if you must. If it crumbles you, crumble. If it tickles you, be tickled. Yield. Solitude is a human experience; don’t deny yourself an oportunity to grow. Accept the experience and be nurtured by it. Fill the gaps between your body and your soul with things that bring you joy. By this I mean deriving pleasure from simple things and allowing their beauty to brush you. Simplicity is key. Become your own lover and best friend. Appreciate the stillness which accommodates your own company. You know how when you adore somebody so much, all of their imperfections become perfect and you can find beauty in every freckle, blemish, tan line, and frown line that litters their skin? Take time to look in the mirror and view yourself as if you are the love of your life. Fall in love with faint details. Be affectionate. Touch yourself. Hold yourself in the way you wish to be held, kiss the back of your hand. You’re beautiful; appreciate your existence.

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I took my first road trip.

I was 1,000 miles from home and it felt great.

And I know they really didn’t, but things just looked different when I got back home.

Note to self: travel more.

Leaving is not enough. You must stay gone. Train your heart like a dog. Change the locks even on the house he’s never visited. You lucky, lucky girl. You have an apartment just your size. A bathtub full of tea. A heart the size of Arizona, but not nearly so arid. Don’t wish away your cracked past, your crooked toes, your problems are papier-mâché puppets you made or bought because the vendor at the market was so compelling you just had to have them. You had to have him. And you did. And now you pull down the bridge between your houses, you make him call before he visits, you take a lover for granted, you take a lover who looks at you like maybe you are magic. Make the first bottle you consume in this place a relic. Place it on whatever altar you fashion with a knife and five cranberries. Don’t lose too much weight. Stupid girls are always trying to disappear as revenge. And you are not stupid. You loved a man with more hands than a parade of beggars, and here you stand. Heart like a four-poster bed. Heart like a canvas. Heart leaking something so strong they can smell it in the street.

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Frida, forever brilliant.

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world history

In one sentence

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Peggielene Bartels, A.K.A. King Peggy, is currently the King of Otuam, Ghana. She was chosen to be one of only three female kings in Ghana, and when she discovered that male chauvinists wanted her to only be a figurehead, she said: “They were treating me like I am a second-class citizen because I am a woman. I said, ‘Hell no, you’re not going to do this to a woman!’” When she encountered corruption and the threat of embezzlement to the royal funds, she declared “I’m going to squeeze their balls so hard their eyes pop!”

King Peggy has maintained her work in Ghana’s embassy in Washington, D.C. while making education affordable in Otuam, installing borehead wells to produce clean drinking water, enforcing incarceration laws to deal with domestic violence, replenishing the royal coffers by taxing Otuam’s fishing industry to improve life in the village, and appointing three women to her council.

“Nobody should tell you, ‘You’re a woman, you can’t do it,’” she insists. “You can do it. Be ready to accept it when the calling comes.”

Quoted from the Spring/Summer 2012 issue of Ms. Magazine.

What a beautiful badass woman.

King Peggy has been on my blog before but this is my goddamn blog and I will have King Peggy on here twice if I want.

MORE FEMALE KINGS.

Always reblog King Peggy, who is on my dash far less than she should be. Did you know she has written a book about her life? It is great, and you should all get right on that if you haven’t already.

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In 1937, two women wore shorts out in public for the first time. They drew a huge amount of male attention and caused a car accident.

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