finally caught up with my dash. showered and wearing a crop top. watched a sad tv episode. going to turn on some music and find something to eat. maybe start my makeup. trying to work out this pms on nye bs while hoping that someone i know will phone me back and let me hang out with them soon.
i have had not so great nye’s in the past and i prefer the quiet ones. all i would like tonight is to put on a little glitter, a little perfume, feel a little pretty, sit down on some carpet, and stay there chatting and cuddling with a handful of people who i like and who like me. ugh. but instead there is drams. catty strangers and possible abc dresscodes. i don’t know what i am...
hey margaret, remember when you were happy? and everyone you loved was happy? and you were all together and happy? well, that never existed.
Theory is taught so as to make the student believe that he or she can become a...– Edward Said, Culture and Imperialism (via camanda)
We are travelers on a cosmic journey, stardust, swirling and dancing in the...– Paulo Coelho (via nirvikalpa)
last night in hali. all packed up and ready to move westward. ends/beginnings aplenty these last/first few days of the year. full of all the feelings that those occasions bring. and bring them all on. bring everything on!!
I’m fat positive because I’m a feminist, and I refuse to acknowledge in the...– You’re Welcome - Why I’m Fat Positive (via adrowningwoman)
Father (working on the crossword): Here's one for you: 'Sondheim's Sweeney'
Father: Todd who?
Me: is God.
dear hungry v's: what does living a hungry virgin...
tangledupinlace: moxxxieheart: glitterpolitic: TELL US TELL US TELL US TW: Eating Disorder/Self Hate In my experience, hungry virgin feels like the most authentic reclamation of a slur. I am wildly uncomfortable in the presence of these two words yet I feel a compulsion to use them. The syllables roll around in my mouth like waves of the furtive and secret early moments of masturbation. It...
A word is as offensive as those who have been victimised by it tell us it is.– Tim Minchin (via sixtyforty)
Wendell Berry, "Sabbaths 1998, VII"
sharingpoetry: There is a place you can go where you are quiet, a place of water and the light on the water. Trees are there, leaves, and the light on leaves moved by air. Birds, singing, move among leaves, in leaf shadow. After many years you have come to no thought of these, but they are themselves your thoughts. There seems to be little to say, less and less. Here they are. Here you are. Here...
‘Yes we know it’s Christmas’ say African musicians... →
what-it-loves: CAPE TOWN. After 28 years of silently tolerating it, a group of unemployed local musicians have joined forces to release a Christmas single, entitled ‘Yes we do,’ in response to the Bob Geldof inspired Band Aid song, ‘Do they know it’s Christmas?’. Speaking at the launch of their song, the musicians praised Geldof’s relentless quest for an answer and said they hoped their...
trying to coach my mum on how to shoot a dece outfit photo. i think she did pretty well but i also think that my expression gives away that it might have taken us a few tries.
I’ve always wanted to not give a fuck. While crying helplessly into my pillow...– Allie Brosh (Hyperbole and a Half)