It’s time to try my hand at busking. And maybe get a roommate.
I fell (not in love, but hard) for a boy. A man, actually. A physically enormous, masculine, hairy, oblivious man. I could list many, many other awesome qualities about him, like that he makes me feel very Womanly, that he’s an amazing and beautiful writer, that he’s brilliant and sensitive, that he’s sexy and he doesn’t even know it, that he’s honest to a fault. But I won’t. Because he’s not available. He loves someone else. He told me shortly after I met him, but it took a few more weeks for me to realize how much I like him (and how much more my “like” could grow) for me to have a real problem with it. Now, though, it’s a huge problem. It’s so huge that despite the lack of any other red flags, I had to tell him I can’t keep this up anymore. She’s very recently back in his life, and I just can’t deal with that. He says “if it weren’t for her…I’d be crazy about you…” I feel fucking stupid even typing those words. I feel like a fucking gullible fool, and even more so because I believe it. I believe that if it weren’t for her, he’d be all, all, all mine. I’m grateful that he told me about this situation. I still kind of wish I’d never met him, though.
I’ve been in San Diego with some friends/classmates for the last five days. I’ve kept my patience and wits about me surprisingly well so far. I think knowing that we’re almost home and the constant camaraderie is ending, though, has squashed my remaining patience. Friend N and her money concerns and her apparent need for us to hold hands wherever we go has finally gotten to me. I’m trying to not be a short bitch, but I need some alone time.
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Feminist theory can open your eyes or shut them tighter. If you are open to the idea that you have lived your entire life on a social throne and everything you say and do is an example of the privilege that your dominant gender has, then you have the ability to start tearing down these social norms and make new ones. It’s not self-flagellation; it’s admitting that all throughout history, sexism has been used to oppress women. Men will continue to see feminist theory as a threat because by feminists showing time and time again that females are equal in every intellectual and most physical respects to males, men are incessantly having to make excuses for their behavior and prove to themselves and other men that they are indeed everything that the world has told them to be.
Jesse Lawson (via msandrogynous)
(via fyeahsociology)
A grenade built like a piece of fine China really makes you think. UK-based artist Magnus Gjoen always seeks to challenge a viewer’s preconceived notions of what is the norm. The artist’s intentions are to represent beauty in otherwise destructive or unappealing objects. By combining decorative appeal and destruction, Gjoen creates parallels between the two, forcing the spectator to draw connections. He adds fragility to strength while incorporating religious motifs. His works are thought-provoking and actually mind-boggling once you learn that these aren’t actual sculptures. The experienced graphic designer creates each of these embellished items digitally.
If it weren’t for red wine stained lips, no one would know how much I drink.
Even though I know it’s burning cancer into my chest, I love the way sitting in the sun all afternoon makes my skin smell. Unshowered, but not unclean. Very human, kind of musky. Kind of sexy.
HAHAHAHA.
It must be nearing sex werewolf time.
Today, I don’t want contrived romance. I don’t want awkward, I-just-met-you-and-am-judging-you interactions. I want warm, soft, comfortable and comforting. I want affection and cuddling and heavy petting and making out. I want no make-up, dirty feet and t-shirts. I want to fit in the crook of an arm, and feel safe there.
THIS is why is sucks to be single. THIS is what it’s like to be lonely.
i want to have sex and i’m really sad that i’m not right now
hahahaha
Tambien.
(Source: lordofass, via croatoan-deactivated20120318)
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