I love my family. I just wish that they had the same love that I have for our family. My family isn’t dysfunctional, we’re just a little broken. It hurts to see everyone turn away from each other. I can only hope and have faith. I trust and know that God will make make our bond stronger.May 5th :: reblog
I don’t believe in horoscopes, but I will admit that sometimes the things they predict is somewhat true. I looked up my horoscope the other day and it said that a virgo’s secret dream is to love and be loved.
Now if you all know who I am, I have a lot of dreams. Let me repeat myself, I have a lot of dreams, dreams that I hope to one day be able to obtain. I want to learn and help others until I die, this is my dream. But, once I read that horoscope I got a little sad, because it’s true. Deep inside my heart, all I want is to love and be loved. I love everyone, even my enemies; most of the time I get annoyed by the people I dislike, but I still love them. I guess it’s a little hard for me to believe that there is someone out there who will love me as much as I love them.
I hate these feelings. I love loving people, but it causes me pains, pains that I can do without. Maybe it’s me. Maybe I just need to love myself more. I mean, I’m okay. I’m great. I will always be great, I would just rather do without the feelings. Fuck feelings, but then… I love feelings.
Also I need to get this off of my chest. Judge me if you must, but this is how I’ve been feeling for some time.
Dear Ftilbiasth (friend that I love but I am starting to hate),
Why are you asking for so much attention. I am here for you, I’ve told you this, but you don’t want me, you want others. I’m all for freedom of sexuality, trust me, do whatever you want. But why advertise it the way you do. Do you not see everyone around you. They all love you. So why are you taking the person I love the most away from me. Don’t act like you don’t know, because you do, everyone does. I love you, I really do, which is why this is so hard for me. I want to get closer and closer to you, but why are you taking what is mine. No, I’m wrong. Nothing and no one is mine, but I just want you to know that what you’re doing is hurting me. I’m starting to hate you, but I’m hating myself for hating you.
I’ll get over this.May 1st with 1 note :: reblog
Sia - Kill and Run (The Great Gatsby soundtrack)
April 26th with 271 notes :: reblog
Men, especially young men, need to realize women are not your inferior. In light of what I’ve been reading on a very powerful blog, I have become disgusted with my gender.
Hatefuck, slutbang, easy lay, whatever name you use to refer to demeaning women, casting them as nothing but sexual objects for your assumed entitled pleasure, it all comes down to one powerful word: rape.
You throw this word around in many different contexts, but the meaning remains the same: subjugating women through sexual power. Making her weak and subservient to your attack.
Rape is not sex. Rape is not funny. Rape is not slang. Rape is the ultimate removal of any power from the body, replaced by violence, hatred, and loathing.
Thus, men, I stand against you. I fight to equalize the power of the sexes. I recognize my cultural place, albeit against my will, as the more powerful gender. Only, this is accidental power. I only have it because of the random accident of being born with a Y chromosome.
But I fight against this forced power. I am a Feminist. I recognize the insecurity and weakness that drives male oppression against females. I know why you attack women who fight the same fight; telling them to kill themselves, restructuring their sexuality (like it’s a bad thing), calling them “fucking whores” and “dykes”.
It’s because we men are weak. We are afraid of sexuality of any kind. And we act out this deep seeded insecurity by violating women, physically and culturally.
I am a Feminist. I am male. I am disgusted by those in my gender—typically younger, college aged—who are so willfully ignorant about any sort of human right that they collapse all that is a woman into her sexuality.
So remember, even if she’s standing topless in the middle of a crowd, smiling seductively while slowly smoking a cigarette, she’s still not “asking” for it. At no point, ever, is she asking for it.
And if you justify your sexual insecurity by mocking her, verbally attacking her, slinging the worst vulgarities at her, she is all the more powerful.
Because we are the weak ones. We have the mutated chromosome. We are nature’s big joke. And, eventually, we will no longer be needed.
Feminism is the radical idea that women are people. Remember that. And remember what a Feminist looks like. They look like me.
And there are more of us than you think.
THE NEIGHBOURHOOD // Afraid
A track from The Neighbourhood’s first album release, I Love You.
The xx - Together (The Great Gatsby soundtrack)
It’s like you knew me and all the things I couldn’t say
April 25th with 202 notes :: reblog