Officially double majoring in Biomolecular Science and Drama with a minor in Women’s Studies because I can’t make up my mind and I love everything.
“No one is born hating another person because of the color of his skin, or his background, or his religion. People must learn to hate, and if they can learn to hate, they can be taught to love, for love comes more naturally to the human heart than its opposite.”
Nelson Mandela, Long Walk to Freedom
things i like
when you kiss my neck and back and press your cheek to my shoulder blades, making my bones less sharp. and when i turn, you turn with me, like blades of grass in a summer’s breathy exhalation. unspoken. we’re like one.
when you tuck yourself between my body and the soft corduroy cushions of the couch; i feel the imprint of lips within my dark hair - invisible yet present.
when you breath me in; a hit of thc, a gasp of night time air on a Tuesday evening; an undulating body over another; sweating hands reaching to capture each other’s fingers.
when your smile meets your eyes if i make you laugh, or you start talking about something you love.
[i like this moment a lot]
when you catch me off guard and send me spiraling into laughter, and you smile (proud of yourself).
[i also like this a lot]
i like you.
i like sleeping in your bed and telling you who i am and watching you sink into caring about me, a smooth slipping; a semi-truck merging onto the highway; a toe testing warm waters; the initial drops of percolating coffee.
it feels gentle yet vivid and vibrant; cautious, but careless.
fluid, but together.
unexpected, but absolute.
Actually most fantastic and inspirational advice from a female character geared towards children that I have ever seen.
if all girls took this to heart seventeen’s sales would plummet probly
This morning my boss sent all of us this email:
I wanted to wish you all a very Happy Thanksgiving, don’t eat too much and get some rest. I am thankful for all of you for making my job easy cause you all are so good. I love you guys.”
I guess just things like that make me realize how truly happy I am about where I am today, who I have as friends, and the experiences to come.
I can honestly say that this has been the best 3 months I’ve ever had, and I am so thankful for all the people who are in my life right now. I know it’s early, but happy Thanksgiving to everyone! I’m glad you’re all in my life and hope you all have a very happy holiday!
alecxszandra asked: greetings my fellow feminist ~ girl poWA
It’s slow, it’s casual and then boom, you’re suddenly sleeping in the same bed and sharing coffee mugs and reminding each other of due dates and alarm times.
You find yourself fitting into the molds of each other’s bodies, of aligning yourself perfectly to his when you sleep at night, of memorizing the calluses on his hands and when he gets up in the morning.
You share glances and music collections, you compare futures and glasses prescriptions (his by far exceeding yours). You anxiously await text messages, turning your phone on silent to dissuade the anticipation - like a middle school girl, you fight urges to doodle his name in notebooks and spy on him on facebook.
And then you become fluid, the anxiety to impress is lessened, and you feel at ease with loving yourself in his presence.
It begins to feel
This will probably be the last thing I write for a while. At least on this blog.
It’s gotten to the point where I feel like I should be careful with what I say as to not upset anyone. And I don’t like feeling that way. My writing is mine. It’s my life. I won’t be repressed by emotion or needing to apologize for the 20th time.
The problem is, you have no idea where I’m coming from. When you live in a world of black and white, difficult decisions seem like evil actions. Choices are either for the better or worse. I’m not saying you can help this, maybe you can’t. But you’ve got it wrong.
I feel like Charlie Brown’s teacher when we speak. Nothing I say comes out as a recognizable language to you. I’m alien, a foreign species. You kept asking questions you already knew the answer to because you wanted different ones. You hold past notions and concepts I’ve written about against me today, a developing individual trying to find myself in a confusing world. I feel violated as you search me to find things I who I was before. It’s not fair. Please know what you are doing to me. I’m trying to climb out of this hole - maybe like one of the 6 foot ones they have in the movie “Holes”. I’m almost there and you keep stepping on my fingers, you keep pulling at my legs, you keep pushing me back down.
You don’t see where I am at all.
At the artist talk in Chicago, I asked people to write their own captions to street harassers.
From STWTS artist talk at The Silver Room on May 23, 2013.
Photos by Tatyana Fazlalizadeh
"I love unmade beds. I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be anything but honest in that moment. I love the look in people’s eyes when they realize they’re in love. I love the way people look when they first wake up and they’ve forgotten their surroundings. I love the gasp people take when their favorite character dies. I love when people close their eyes and drift to somewhere in the clouds. I fall in love with people and their honest moments all the time. I fall in love with their breakdowns and their smeared makeup and their daydreams. Honesty is just too beautiful to ever put into words."
Unknown (via professional-princess)
"Wow, Halloween City, did you run out of racist costume ideas this year or what? The costume called "Anna Rexia" was brought to my attention and I think it is rather despicable of you to carry it in your stores. Anorexia is a horrible disorder that kills people, and you had this costume in your TEEN section! This is sick. You need to remove it immediately from all stores."
I’m scared to even imagine what other kind of costumes Halloween City has in their store.
do they think this is a f*cking game? i’m so pissed off i could rip a house in half with my bare hands.
i really just don’t have the words to express my anger.
I AM VERY ANGRY AND UPSET
This is fucking disgusting. This is a direct sexualization of disordered eating and unealthy body image.
NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO
fuck this is so upsetting.