Rro Nerek.

I was fine, I was really really fine and we were good and it was all okay. But it feels like you tried to take my mended spirits and break them again.
You made away with just a tiny little scratch. You will never get away with more than that again.

For now, I’m going to listen to music without lyrics.

Homebound today… quite bittersweet, this has been an incredible year.

Not to sound cynical, but I know I’ll lose some friendships I’ve made in my building this year just because of the distance. It’s okay, though. It’s just a little sad… I hate when a friendship goes from long discussions to occasional spotting around the campus, waving and saying hello, but not much out. Kinda feels empty. But I suppose I’ll meet new people.

This summer will be quite unpredictable.

(via darlingxsiren)

thetomska:

I’ll be brief.

We want to understand. We want equality. So you need to stop being such a raging fucking asshole whenever we try and talk about the subject. We’re going to get it wrong at first and you need to understand this because your ridiculously aggressive knee-jerk reactions to every little mistake we make is making us too scared to even bring it up.

Calm the fuck down. We’re trying.

- a man

I get this guy’s sentiment and at the same time I don’t see this as “men trying to understand feminism”. I read this with furrowed eyebrows, and this is why:

1. “So you need to stop being such a raging fucking asshole whenever we try and talk about the subject.”
If someone (man or woman) tried to sit with me and actually, truly tried to understand where I’m coming from when I say I’m a feminist, I would be more than happy to explain my beliefs. Elated, and I would convey my thoughts and listen to their questions with the utmost respect because I can see they’re trying to be more feminist friendly. The only reason I would be “raging” is if someone was explicitly being sexist. Then yea, I’ll call you out on your misogynistic bullshit. Also, generalizations bug me.

2. “We’re going to get it wrong at first…”
What does that mean? Get feminism wrong? Respect women the wrong way? The only way you’re doing it wrong is if you’re being sexist. This isn’t learning to ride a bike. If you’re old enough to know right from wrong, you know the right way to treat a person and you know what not to do/say. And if you’re really trying to understand, you wouldn’t “get it wrong” in the first place, because you care enough to be cognizant of your actions and behaviors. If you’re a little misunderstood, then you’re probably not being explicitly sexist and maybe someone will challenge your statement and give you a little lesson. If you’re “trying,” I guess you’d be open to this.

3. “Calm the fuck down.”
And in four words, you manage to do the opposite of what your sentiment behind this entire post was. You just undermined us. Feminism doesn’t exist in a vacuum. Generations of oppression, and still we don’t see an equality in society. So yea, we’re allowed to be a little pissed about it. Doesn’t mean we run around the street with guns shooting men, at all. But when someone is being belligerently sexist, I’m gonna say something about it. If you’re subtly and unknowingly sexist, I’ll be more patient about it. But telling feminists to “calm the fuck down” so you can “try” to understand them just means you want feminists not to call you out on your misogynistic bullshit and let you say whatever you want. Don’t tell me what to do, I’ll do whatever I want.

(via pizzandfries)

Every time the tumblinfeminist and laci green posts something I want to share it with everyone I know (via facebook most likely) and be like OKAY EVERYONE NEEDS TO READ THIS, IT’S IMPORTANT TO KNOW, but I already get enough shit from my friends about being a feminist, so I just gain more awareness for myself and attempt to share it whenever applicable.

It’s not like I go around shouting at people about sex-positivity, anti slut-shaming, anti fat-shaming, and women empowerment. I just interject when anyone is saying anything against that stuff. and I still get shit.

I mean sometimes I don’t mind but other times, I wish people would just get it. And by get it, I mean not call me “the feminist of the group” as if the rest of them aren’t and aren’t about women’s rights and empowerment.

It sounds stupid because basically I guess it sounds like I’m saying “I want everyone to think the same thing as me” which isn’t being very open-minded about other people’s ideas and views and beliefs which is something I try to be cognizant of… but it’s still pretty frustrating when my thoughts are trivialized when they’re really quite important.

I have a desire to have a deep conversation with someone who I normally don’t speak to. A past friendship, someone I’ve known but have never gotten close with, just someone unexpected. I have this desire a lot when I’m alone.

someone I know put up a link to The Quiet Place Project, so I clicked it, and the website seemed like a relaxing normal website.

regardless, a few clicks in, I was nervous about it being a screamer and had to google “is the quiet place a screamer?” just to make sure.

despite all of the posts assuring me it’s not a screamer, I’m still too nervous to keep clicking through the page. Also, I’m currently in the library of my university, and I don’t want to react loudly to a screamer and freak out everyone else in the library. plus, I hate those fucking screamer websites, a hefty-sized fuck you to whoever thought that shit was funny to make.

so now I have to wait until I get back to my dorm to finish clicking through it…
sometimes the internet is a scary and unpredictable place mann

…can’t keep up with you beautiful people

I discovered my love for the snow two years ago. It was the perfect snowstorm, and I was finally old enough to appreciate it alone. But I wasn’t alone for long, I was walking over to a close friend’s house and I didn’t know it yet, but I was about to have a peaceful, beautiful day with her. So much snow… so much so that cars felt obligated to slow down near me and ask if I needed a lift, but I would politely smile and explain how I actually wanted to walk through it all, and experience the snow entirely, with everything. I wanted to be cold, and I wanted to gaze at the passing neighborhoods, sleeping under their newly found blankets. They looked so peaceful sleeping. Who doesn’t describe the snow as pure and innocent?

I see the opportunity to be closer to the ones you love. The snow is cold, so let’s heat each other up. Maybe when the temperature rises, the attraction melts away. But for now, stay close. Keep each other warm, if only for a moment. Hot beverages and fires and blankets and sweaters aren’t nearly enough. They’ll just warm you physically. I don’t care if I’m shivering. I’ll be a little frozen, I can survive that. The winter chill doesn’t scare me. It’s the mind that needs to be thawed out from this deep freeze. Trapped in an iceberg, and it’s slowly taking a toll. I’m losing energy. And I can’t even drink a cup of hot chocolate to warm me up.

It’s quiet outside, as if snow can silence the sounds of the world. It’s not so quiet in here.

thedailywhat:

Quiet: The Power of Introverts

Did you know that one out of three Americans areintroverts? Check out this new web documentary series exploring one of the least-celebrated personality types in modern society. Based on the book Quiet by Susan Cain.

I really like this video. I feel like it does a great job of explaining what introverted people are like. I’m not introverted, but my sister is and obviously there’s nothing wrong with this, we just have different personality traits. I love my sister and we get along fine, sometimes she can be very nonchalant when I’m talking to her which used to bother me more but now I totally understand. Sometimes though, I would like to show this video to my parents when they tell me that I’ve always had an easier time being social, or I’m more motivated to go out and accomplish certain things. It’s not that I’m a better person than she is, I just do things in a different way as her. I feel bad when my parents see it the other way though.

I am so goddamn tired of seeing you everywhere.

You’ve managed to manifest yourself in my thoughts. Just when I’m distracted and don’t have you on my mind, you insist on showing yourself when you’re unwanted. You’re fucking everywhere. It’s tiring dealing with my stupid, irrational imagination. I just want this to finally end.

Fuuuuuck, I hate my brain, why can’t it just let me be happy?

Sometimes I wish I just didn’t care about anything at all. I could just take care of myself and my needs and stop mentally kicking myself about every single decision I make and how everyone I know will think about those decisions. Sometimes it’s too much.

but I’m getting this crushing feeling that nothing’s going to be normal for a while. And I need some stability.

I just need some sleep.

youkilledthecar:

Look at me and my cute friends. We so cute. 

I miss half of these people.

youkilledthecar:

sarcasticcondensation:

Just posted a GIF (Taken with GifBoom)

look! its me and ma girl rina! <3

these people are my friends.
ALSO THIS IS MY ROOM HAY EVERYONE TAKE A GANDER!