May 2013
Eyes. Those damn eyes fucked me forever. We made love just looking at them.
– Charles Bukowski (via avocadoghost)
We’re neither pure, nor wise, nor good; we do the best we know.
– Voltaire (via likeafieldmouse)
Feelings DON'T Suck
I’m glad that I’m at a place where I can feel again. I see a lot of “feelings suck” signs, gifs (pronounced Jif (; ), etc.. on here and let me tell you! If you’ve ever been so depressed that you no longer feel any emotion you would know that feelings do not suck. I would never want to be in a place where I felt nothing for everything again. I would not want to be in a...
A product of a rapidly changing culture
I find myself both embarrassed and empowered by sex. I find it bitterly amusing that sometimes I feel as if some things must be kept private, but at other times I go braless and I’m ready to get in a fight with anyone who tries to stifle female sexuality. Some cultural aspects of my life have transitioned very smoothly, for example homosexuality. When I was a young girl I used to lie about...
5/23/13
I’ve been so lazy for the past two days. I’ve been watching movies and sitcoms on my couch with a fresh supply of junk food. The “good kind” of junk food too; think dark chocolate covered acai berries, hummus, pizza, ice-cream, etc.. I feel lethargic and bloated, not fun. So to get myself off the couch and away from feel-good consumption, I’ve decided that I’m...
I hate when men talk about “daddy issues” matter of factly. Yes I am aware of Carl Jung’s Electra Complex (I bet you didn’t even know of its origin. Just spewing shit to sound intelligent and intuitive), but not all women who explore their sexuality/are secure with their sexuality have “daddy issues”. Get a fucking clue. We no longer live in an age where...
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She had fallen in love so many times that she began to suspect she was not...
– Everything is illuminated, Jonathan Safran Foer (via helctic)
And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul,...
– Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via larmoyante)