January 2012
43 posts
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I will be spending the transition to 2012 writing as if my life depends on it… because it does. It always has and i’ve always saved myself.
and sooo...
shaunathn:
i’m done playing these silly little games i.e. lusting after degrees, chasing paper/pavement/penis/pussy/power, following misguided traditions, antisocially socializing, etc. fuck what it looks like, this is what it is! it’s freedom time y’all…
December 2011
47 posts
re-becca, again.: 10 Ways to Love Others →
ohapoeticsoul:
Some guidelines for loving:
1. Tell them about their brilliance. They likely can’t see it and they don’t know its immensity, but you can see it, and you can illuminate it for them.
2. Be authentic, and give others the gift of the real you and a real relationship. Ask your real…
Follicular Freedom
I’ve never needed long hair to not care…
turn the lights out
“peace, hope, a lil bit of dope, call up the girls and tell ‘em let’s go…”
I gave myself a poem for Christmas...
Divination Dances
Divination dances-
awkward dalliance of
desperation
drenched in desire for a
departure/arriving
sheathed in slobbering sycophants
posted prostrate
at the caricature careening from
the embers of the quotidian
while I dine with the
sober silhouette
the real /the reeling
the late rent
lately rented
with a currency of currents
electric with devotion hearted...
“Knowing how to be solitary is central to the art of loving. When we can be...”
– bell hooks, All About Love: New Visions (via complex-brown)
season's greetings
‘Tis the season for you to get the fuck out of my face
Home for the holidays.
I abhor “Christmas inc” ubiquitous media and how it consistently centralizes a family of origin/ background paradigm that I and many other folks (especially, but not limited to my queer community) simply don’t and never had access to. As if our social, legal, political, economic worlds don’t already attempt daily to delegitimize our modes of kinship, our found families, we...
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Wild Animals
the porcupine sitting in your throat the first time you refer to your girlfriend as your ex…
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tangledupinlace:
My favorite part of being on my period is the exciting highs and lows between wanting to fuck or kill
