you were on the floor drunk off your ass, the usual scenario after one too many. and sometimes i wish i hadn’t been in the room listening to you shout out secrets at the top of your lungs, as if you were trying to wake up the ghosts that are still living within your four walls. i have wakened to the sound of your quivering voice late at night wishing i could save you from the...
it’s not that i hate writing for people or about them… if you were to ask me to write something for you i most likely wouldn’t. 1. because i am lazy. 2. i would have done it without you asking. but i am having an incredible hard time on a piece i have been working on for someone. i just want it to be special dammit.
I am drunk and we are at the Berkeley slam talking about a writing prompt with other tumblerets. I love people. We should totally make write about tumblr. I love you all.
California high school valedictorian sparks...
kygelly: Read More Heh, I wonder if any of these people will make the connection to how our parents felt in parent teacher conferences, during homework time or when they tried to get administrators to act when we were bullied, all while speaking no English or very little.. I hope this keeps happening in all our high schools and universities. Not just in Spanish, but in Viet, Filipino,...
we ran through the streets holding hands like we had somewhere to be in this busy city. we were simply trying to catch our breath, cut loose from the traffic and the buzzing noise of people striding so gallantly in business wear. escaping all responsibilities we lit a Marlboro red on one hand, drained every last drop of whiskey from bottles and kissed too softly. this was the routine once a...
notes on how to mend a broken heart.
everythingiscopacetic: do not watch other couples being couples. do not try to fill the emptiness with meaningless sex. do not treat another’s heart like a punching bag. reinvent yourself. (re)discover your passions. stop referring to objects as ‘ours’ (the bedroom, the shower) because they are just yours now. embrace having alone time. take up the whole entire bed at night and enjoy it. do not...
Anonymous asked: did you draw this /post/5124757006 its amazing! so gooood, would you be able to post the photos separately if you did draw it? xx
retrovertigo25-deactivated20121 asked: alguna mala desicion que se cuestiona tanto linda??
what am i doing with my life.
My gf loves sex. She likes to talk bout about it, dream about it, do it etc. and she texts me shit all the time like: 1. How’s your cuca(vagina) 2. Did you totally bang tonight 3. Get it while you can Etc, And I am just here like: I am in bed drained as hell and there is absolutely no action going on. It’s nap time and you find it appropriate to discuss my sex life at this time....
Consent is such a beautiful thing
It means we communicate and both individuals agree to having sex. It means we stop if one person wants to stop and we respect each others decisions and bodies. And we fuck our brains out if we both agree to. Okay. It’s so beautiful.
i drove past you, while a thousand little pieces of glass were stretched across the road. a thousand pieces of glass shattered in seconds and i was just saved by a minute because in all honesty i am a slow driver. and i was just saved by a minute from the impact. your body lay over the steering wheel, motionless. almost as if it was embracing it like it had been your oldest lover. i...
honestly, i just want to rest my tired body next...
breaking the silence.
when i was sixteen i broke down at the end of class. trying to make me feel better the professor offered to talk, to which i was hesitant but ended up spilling a secret i never told anyone about. i confessed the series of events shadowing my life , specifically due to domestic violence. feeling i could trust this professor because we were both women i told her everything. what she said to me that...
Anonymous asked: topless tuesday?
on letting go when it is too late
I. he asked for your check. all$456.07. and you smile like you were glad to hand it over on a silver platter. like you smiled when you working graveyard shift. smile. hand it over, keep nothing but what he feels you deserve. $20.00 and don’t you dare ask for more. II. years later and he is leaving his plate on the table after being fed. and he complains about eating...
Dear World: May the ending of deporting students without papers be the...– Mark Gonzalez, poet and activist. Via his facebook. (via aleimina)
heronqueenblues: on the outside I may appear like an emotionless sarcastic piece of shit but just like an onion when you peel off more layers you find the exact same thing every single time and you start crying
there isn’t an inch of my skin which you haven’t seen. no scars hiding beneath clothing, and no stretch marks i have been ashamed of, buried between layers. these days i undress myself too quickly and without guilt. without the little voice in my head telling me i am not good enough, that i’m not skinny enough or pretty enough. i am fragile from the inside out. you put the...
They are Americans in their hearts, in their minds, in every single way but one:...– President Obama, announcing a major step forward today to make our immigration policy more fair, efficient, and just (via barackobama)
Anonymous asked: Where were you?
harmoniouschaos: “the illegals are stealing all the jobs and ruining our economy” whispers the middle class white child as he goes into his fridge and looks at all the sustainable produce kept at a reasonable price only through the exploitation of migrant farm workers.