Family car trips. Teenage instigated 106.9 listening. Hungover. In pain.
Sometimes, you just can’t keep pretending.
dear samantha i’m sorry we have to get a divorce i know that seems like an...– Jared Singer, An Entomologist’s Last Love Letter (via colporteur)
Why do you cut so blunt?
People will hurt your feelings. Really badly. That’s all.
Today has been a very successful and productive day for me. I woke up at 6:20, went and had some me time while enjoying a coffee/reading the paper, did about 90% of my Christmas shopping, bought myself a very pretty dress, ate sushi, had a short nap, went to the gym and now am off to celebrate Hanukkah with some lovelies. For someone who usually can only answer “slept” when asked what...
"It's OK to be Neither" →
brennando: ftmjourney: This is a wonderful article written by a 1st grade teacher in Milwaukee, Wisconsin about how she taught the concept of gender to her class and about how some early education can help children become more accepting of gender variance in our society. It also links so some great books about being different and breaking down gender norms that are for young children! What...
Two nights, two sets of carols. Kind of ok with that.
Keep those bad ideas in your troubled head.
I genuinely have no idea why people thank Jesus or any other God for giving them life; i fucking hate it.
Communion // Jeanann Verlee →
I know a boy who called his girlfriend’s body a “crime scene.” Dad, my body is a crime scene. My body is lint and gasoline and matchstick. My body is a brush fire. It’s ticking, Dad, a slow alarm. I have rain boots. Lots of them. It isn’t raining anymore. The words are coming back, Dad. The way they fit and jump in the mouth. I want ice cream and long letters. I want to read long love letters but...
Christmas; good in theory, shit in practice.
I’m not sure why, but every year I seem to completely forget how much I actually dislike Christmas. I do things like decorate other peoples’ houses and buy advent calenders and wear Christmas T-shirts to bed, but when it comes down to it, I fucking hate the anti-climax that it is. I’m in love with the idea of it all - everyone being happy, getting along and being merry. In...