February 2012
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lately, all of these are true.
lypophrenia: a feeling of sadness seemingly without a cause
drapetomania: an overwhelming urge to run away
escapism: a mental desire to retreat from unpleasant realities through fantasy
wanderlust: a desire to travel, to understand one’s very existence
dysania: the state of finding it difficult to get out of bed in the morning
sanctuary: a small safe place in a troubling world
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15 February 2012
One of my good friends, let’s call her Kayla, and I caught up last week for drinks and she told me about her boyfriend and their apparent, “house rules”. Basically things that they (although, really, it’s her) set out for more convenient and smoother living. Things like immediately doing the dishes after cooking or vacuuming every other day or making sure you put your...
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"shit, it's like unicorn puke"
I am not a pretty girl
or a skinny girl
or a nice girl
or even a girl with unilateral political views
I can do 25 burpees
and 47 squat jumps
and 34 reptile press up
all in 10 minutes
my body is big and strong and I look fucking retarded in shorts and skinny jeans and anything from Urban Outfitters or the Gap
I’m not RED, I’m not BLUE, so I guess I’m purple??
Stay out of...
January 2012
11 posts
i want to hold your hand: the best advice you will... →
myperfectdisaster:
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, nevermind, you won’t understand the power and beauty of your youth until they’ve faded, but trust me in 20 years, you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you…
Toad, Frog, Lobster...whatever
It’s a bag of mixed feelings.
So either I watch Kill Bill and feel like I can kick Lenore’s ass.
Or I watch Closer to remind me of how horribly complicated relationships can be.
Either way I’ll have my bourbon.
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via Huffington Post
Dear Mr. Santorum,
You were recently quoted as saying that a jailed parent would be better for a child than being raised by a same-sex couple. You noted that if a same-sex couple were to raise a child, they would be “robbing children of something they need, they deserve, they have a right to.” You continued, asserting, “You may rationalize that that isn’t true, but in...
a luscious mix of words and tricks
Being honest hasn’t gotten me anywhere. Apparently.
Obviously.
It is certainly not quid pro quo these days and times.
My heart still wrenches up into tiny, tinier pieces, my tongue still lashes out and stings, forked and swollen. I think of girls who used to love getting to know me and boys who wanted to hold my hand.
A long time ago, some dumb boy I knew told me I had a tendency to put...
December 2011
12 posts
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I am alone, but adored, by a hundred thousand more
there are things I hate about talking about your relationship online. three fourths of the time, it’s fake. because most people, really, only talk about the happy times or the good things. anyone knows this really. I know it because I’ve dated at least, like, a hundred people, and probably fucked an amazingly/embarrassingly higher number and each time, even at my pie in the sky...
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“This is no simple reform… It really is a revolution. Sex and race, because they are easy and visible differences, have been the primary ways of organizing human beings into superior and inferior groups and into the cheap labour on which this system still depends.
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“Writing is the only thing that, when I do it, I don’t feel I should be doing...”
– Gloria Steinem (via soskyhi)
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I can call you by your name now, and we will wear...
In the words of my most elegant best friend…Can I complain for a minute?! (and when she says this, yes, it includes an ! and a ? within the statement)
I don’t want to see more about weddings. I hate it so much at times I could scream or cry or destroy a building with both and a good colour of spray paint [ oh lavender and gold please]. My brain knows it doesn’t matter...
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November 2011
5 posts
if i had a dime
New Job Prospects
nicolelovefinesse:
for every time a hipster bought a kitten, posted pictures with it on a social networking site, and then was through with it before it was fully grown i would seriously be rich.
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October 2011
18 posts
i lept across three or four beds into your arms...
Our love was not immediate, no arrows through hearts or doodles in notebooks. No fooling ourselves or aggrandizing laments through cyberspace. It was hard earned and fought for; punctuated by periods of gripping anger, utter lassitude and acute affections. A meandering footpath.
I met her coming out of a year and half long relationship with yet another person who had kept me preened on a...
