my momma & me, 6 months old
DOnt shop at urban outfitters
they literally sold a blood-stained-looking sweatshirt with the name of a college that there was a school shooting at
they sold prescription-drug related accessories trying to make it cute
they sold a board game entitled “gettopoly” i should not have to explain why this is bad
they sold a super cissexist card with the T slur on it
they literally sold this shirt
PLEASE STOP SHOPPING AT URBAN OUTFITTERS
i came home from work today feeling moody, a little cranky, and tired. so my husband and i ordered a pizza, opened a bottle of wine, we ate the whole pizza and he told me how smart i am.
exactly what i needed.
Why are you doing this to yourself? Stop. You deserve to treat yourself with more respect.
ugh. i know. i really do know.
but also…i’m just in a weird, transitional place in my life right now which is leading to a lot of introspection, tons and tons of self-doubt (which is fairly normal for me), and a lot of just ~thinking out loud, so to speak.
so i know i deserve better, i get it. and i love and appreciate you so fucking much. it’s just… sometimes the self-flagellation feels kind of good.
— Thomas Moore (via bobbycaputo)
Like seriously, totally average…
I’m not tall, not short
Not fat, not skinny (more fat, than skinny actually)
Not rich, not poor
Not quite black, not really white
Not too talented, not exactly talentless
Kinda lazy, somewhat motivated
I like luke warm tea
I like medium bodied coffee
I live in middle America
I could go on.
I am a completely regular person.
I only have 4 moods:
- fuck this
- fuck that
- fuck me
- fuck you
I empathize with the above, but I have an additional 4 moods to add:
- fuck yeah
- fuck no
- fuck my life
- fuck everything
and don’t forget the inevitable
- fuck it
and for those who have just given up
this is beautiful
— Khalil Gibran (via bobbycaputo)
Read it again: EVERY. SINGLE. REPUBLICAN. Yes, that includes women.
Today one of my friends was dress coded for her bra strap showing and so she wrote on the gym shirt that they gave her. It reads “Dress Code: promotes the objectification and sexualization of young bodies, blames the wearer for the onlooker’s perceptions/actions, perpetuates rape culture, and is bullshit” On the back she wrote “You can’t shame me for something I’m not ashamed for”. It was really cool seeing all of the people’s reactions who saw it and I thought what she did was pretty cool.
YES YOUNG WOMEN STANDING UP FOR THEMSELVES
I need to be inspired. I’m in sort of a creative rut.
I need to do something inspiring. I want to be excited about creating something new again.
Due to certain events (of which I’ve bitched plenty about on here), I’m kind of in a weird place. But also sort of a good place.
I need a new project. Or maybe someone to collaborate with. Or maybe I can renew some excitement for an old abandoned project.
I need to think about this…