shutupaubrey:

the only aisle i’ll be walking down is the alcohol section of my local grocery store

(via chescaacakes)

"The obligation to confess is now relayed through so many different points, is so deeply ingrained in us, that we no longer perceive it as the effect of a power that constrains us; on the contrary, it seems to us that truth, lodged in our most secret nature, “demands” only to surface; that if it fails to do so, this is because a constraint holds it in place, the violence of a power weighs it down, and it can finally be articulated only at the price of a kind of liberation."

Michel Foucault, The History of Sexuality (via mammagos)