timshel

May 15

reclaimingthelatinatag:

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Vogue Italia June 2011

May 15

i can not help but notice the trend:


every man that has seriously and sustainably been in my life has misunderstood me to the point of frustration and dissapointed me deeply.

every man that has momentarily convinced himself that he wished to be in my life in a serious and sustained way, has managed to create the same dynamics even within a short frame of time.


maybe leftists will bash this, because here i am “creating” static gender roles—but they are constructed already—socially. and the reality is, mens’ roles have been constructed in ways that often times do not allow for much emotional intelligence, empathy, and understanding in relationships. this is in every relationship: romantic, friendship, paternal, etc.


i am more and more appalled that heterosexuality is considered to be viable. i have never felt so chronically misunderstood as by the men in my life.

May 13

with sadness so real that it populates/the city and leaves you homeless again

May 3
Apr 27

avisteuse:

7. Colm Mac Con Iomaire  — Emer’s Dream/Aisling Eimear

Apr 24

thepeoplesrecord:

Chicago is having a busy, revolutionary day today. From worker walkouts due to the terrible working conditions in the service-industry sector to this:

HAPPENING NOW! Hundeds of Chicago Public School students walk-out of testing day in protest of over-testing and the impending mass school closures to happen the beginning of next school year.

SOLIDARITY!

Apr 22

tsyneti:

First Aid Kit, “When I grow up”

4.7.13

The more I think of it, the more unnatural it feels. The sun rises, and with it the dissonance felt by the absence of sun in the months preceding. As the temperature rises, with it comes my flightiness, reminding me of its breathlessness—of it’s potentiality. With it comes reminders of how I ended up here, where I am now—broken and having broken people in ways I thought of only romantically before.
And school keeps me chained to it like dogs to fences. I am absent from it always, but it burdens and guilts me, moves me in ways similar to everything in my life. In absence of pursuit and happiness, I have guilt and discomfort. Each binds to me inextricably, winding  the codes to my dread. 

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Apr 22
4.7.13: stream of conciousness writing
redcatg:

Klan demonstration/counter demonstration in College Park, GA on May 28, 1983.
Now back to 2013, a neo-Nazi organization and various other Ku Klux Klan and white supremacist groups plan to hold a “rally against illegal immigration” this Saturday at the Georgia State Capitol building in Atlanta. There will be a counter protest, so if you live in Atlanta make sure to attend (Non-nazi only)! Here is the event page!
Apr 17

redcatg:

Klan demonstration/counter demonstration in College Park, GA on May 28, 1983.

Now back to 2013, a neo-Nazi organization and various other Ku Klux Klan and white supremacist groups plan to hold a “rally against illegal immigration” this Saturday at the Georgia State Capitol building in Atlanta. There will be a counter protest, so if you live in Atlanta make sure to attend (Non-nazi only)! Here is the event page!

Apr 17

israelfacts:

Israeli officers arrest a Palestinian woman in the Palestinian city of Hebron for protesting against the Israeli occupation of the West Bank, Palestine, June 5, 2012.

Photographs: Abed Al Hashlamoun / European Pressphoto Agency

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been dreaming hallucinations.

Apr 15
Apr 15

Fairuz, Shady

Beautiful, beautiful song by Fairuz. The song’s narrator is remembering her close friend, Shady, when she was a little girl growing up in Lebanon. She talks about how they played together in the snow all the time. Then she remembers the civil war breaking out and how the little boy, Shady, disappears. He has been killed, but she never even says that—she just says, as a little girl, she keeps shouting for him to come play, and he can’t hear. She says I grew up, and Shady is still a little boy, playing in the snow. Fucking gorgeous song.

"Do not fall in love With people like me. people like me will love you so hard that you turn into stone into a statue where people come to marvel at how long it must have taken to carve that faraway look into your eyes Do not fall in love with people like me we will take you to museums and parks and monuments and kiss you in every beautiful place so that you can never go back to them without tasting us like blood in your mouth Do not come any closer. people like me are bombs when our time is up we will splatter loss all over your walls in angry colors that make you wish your doorway never learned our name do not fall in love with people like me. with the lonely ones we will forget our own names if it means learning yours we will make you think hurricanes are gentle that pain is a gift you will get lost in the desperation in the longing for something that is always reaching but never able to hold do not fall in love with people like me. we will destroy your apartment we will throw apologies at you that shatter on the floor and cut your feet we will never learn how to be soft we will leave. we always do."

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Do Not Fall in Love With People Like Me,

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Apr 1