22. toronto. pansexual.
LGBTQ+ safe space.
equality for all.

occasional nudity.
tattoos and vanity.
frequent profanity.


"You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should."
- Max Ehrmann

my face / message / blog

Don’t worry about your body.
It isn’t as small as it once was,
But honestly, the world needs more of you.
You look in the mirror
like you’ve done something wrong,
But you look perfect.
Anyone who says otherwise is telling a lie
to make you feel weak.
And you know better.
You’ve survived every single day,
for as long as you’ve been alive.
You could spit fire if you wanted.
For My Mother When She Doesn’t Feel Beautiful (via clementinevonradics)
iheartmyart:

Marko Köppe, A Dream in the Night - Skylla,  2014
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ayarosen:

Be gentle with yourself, you’re doing the best you can.
He never broke my heart. He only turned it into a compass that always points me back to him.
Clementine von Radics, In Defense of Loving Him (via larmoyante)
marinakayy:

Last week, through the internet, I asked Clementine Von Radics if I could buy one of her books in person instead of ordering it online. It turns out she had been sitting right next to me at the poetry slam (“I liked your hair!”). So yesterday she brought a copy of As Often As Miracles to the slam especially for me and it was lovely. She’s an excellent writer.


I need to get this book.This is beautiful.

“A long time ago, before I even met you,
someone replaced my chest with a broken record.
For years, it’s been stammering through
the same old tune.
I want you to know I’m trying.
I quit smoking. I’m doing yoga. And those days
I wake up wishing for death are getting fewer
and farther apart.

No, I’m not ok. But I haven’t been ok
since I was 11, maybe 12. I am still here though.
I’m still breathing. For me, sometimes, that
will have to be enough”

Clementine von Radics (via miotero)
I take photos of stuff so I don’t forget things. Who wants to go to the symphony? #toronto #ttc #ridetherocket #tso #torontosymphony
I won’t beg someone to love me. I learned long ago that there is no use in hopeless pleas of trying to make someone stay. I am too good to chase someone who does not know my worth and I am too wild to keep waiting for someone who doesn’t acknowledge my value. I want to be loved unconditionally. I shouldn’t have to fight so hard for it. I do not have the time to prove to someone that I am worth it. I shouldn’t have to prove any of that; I am worth more than that.
(via versteur)

(Source: mingdliu, via buttpriestess)