Giugno 2011
freudian slip.
almost just typed “it’s yummy stiff” to a guy i like. freudian slip? yep.
Gay misogynists.
It’s been a while since I’ve written about this, but a recent experience has re-ignited the fire in my smoldering furnace of subconsciousness.
There is no definite gay community, nor a definite LGBTQ community either. We so easily generalize groupings of persons, making it simpler to label others. For instance, while I am a brown person of color who would be considered a black...
“Do you really have to be the ice queen intellectual or the slut whore? Isn’t...”
– Susan Sarandon (via spacegypsy)
Please report this Tumblr. →
purpleliner:
A girl is going around and bashing the LGBT community and outing people to their family and friends before their ready, posting tips on how to victimize and embarrass people who live a gay lifestyle.
Please report this blog.
This cannot be happening on Tumblr, this is the only safe place for a lot of users on here.
Pass it on.
Strangers say the darndest things.
I get off the phone with Katherine and this really pretty African lady who’s been walking around for hours in front of my building says “is that all you do, smoke cigarettes and drink wine out front? that must be the life”. Yes girl. It is.
Perhaps I just don't care anymore.
This summer feels like it’s one of great change, I want to alter everything about my appearance. Perhaps I just don’t care as much about how I’ll look in an audition while singing an aria. Or how I’ll look while applying to jobs. My sister says it’s an identity crisis. lol.
I for some reason want blond hair.
Clever girl!: real talk →
velocicrafter:
when some white person is all, “WHITE PEOPLE ARE SO OPPRESSED! I HAVE NO PRIVILEGES AT ALL!!!”
I get all like:
but sometimes, another white person steps in & they’re like:
& THEN I’m like
Not cuz we PoC need whitefolks to speak for us—cuz we really don’t,…
Guardanicoleloher:
This is a blogging site, not a bullying network.
queerasfuck ha chiesto: It's my first time, i'm a "Party Girl" virgin.
Every little faggot...
Grows up to need:
Tulle, rhinestones, chiffon, glitter, shiny weapons, vulgarity, amazingly over done and ignored music videos, black eye-shadow, tiara’s, unicorns, diamond encrusted brass knuckles, drugs, p/leather, anything so trashy it’s good.
Aggregates.
The feeling of overwhelming inspiration gives me blue-balls.
It leaves me alone in my cerebral juices,
aspiring to greatness that is only sweet in my imagination.
The day after I have fornicated with my inspiration,
I wonder about the meaning. Meaning?
Meaning it is vapid, but it’s skeletal base has substance.
Suddenly I feel an intangible itch to live,
to crawl out of my little...
