Attempts to open a 40
but is too weak.
stfuconfederates: Ok here we go. -braces self for 15,000 asks- The word ‘queer’ is NOT not not not a description of a person’s sexuality or gender. Queerness is NOT a sexual preference or a gender ID that isn’t always considered ‘normal’. It is a reclaimed slur. For instance: I’m pansexual. That is the description of my sexual identity. I’m genderfluid. That is a description of my gender...
Dear Gorgeous WOC Lost in my Office
When you ask me to direct you while lost in my office, I will get on my knees and do whatever you want. These white bitches with no manners tho, goddamn get the fuck outta my face I’m not a reference desk. Cordially, I love watching you walk by twice all confused
13-Year-Old's Slavery Analogy Raises Some... →
keep these sharp minds critical. get it jada
Thus, Latina/o is not simply brown, but a hybrid negotiation of browns that move...– Shane T. Moreman and Dawn Marie McIntosh (Brown Scriptings and Rescriptings: A Critical Performance Ethnography of Latina Drag Queens)
string a zither across your navel.: i wrote this a... →
tuerta: no puedo expresar mis sentimientos en los comunidades radicales, mis palabras no son pajaros en el aire, o el sol en el verano. cada dia lucha lucha lucha para expresar mis experiencias de una chicana en espacios blancos. pero soy blanca mi piel es blanca blanca blanca como mi nombre. pero, no…
A Good Match
I’ve found the most sexually compatible partner I’ve ever had. And it’s really exciting. Scary, too. There is a lot of bondage with rope; spanking with a paddle, cane, flogger and crop; some really on point sex. I’ve been hesitant to write about this as I’m discovering more about myself and my body. I don’t really have folks to bounce these thoughts off in...
morning walk through walltown
sweetest sweetest grandbaby (she was probably ten or so) braiding nana’s hair on the porch. such a sweet morning. i love chatting with porch sitters, those folks know how to enjoy a moment.
On being Southern:
stfuconfederates: Customer: What is that thing? Me: A Kindle Far Customer: A… what? Me: A Far Me: A Fur Me: A Farrarr Me: A Foyer Me: A Kindle Furrier Customer: …are you trying to say Kindle Fire? Me: Nowyagitnit a frurrer #dead at work omggggggg
Awesome French: Most commonly used verbs. →
awesomefrench: 1. Être : To be 2. Avoir : To have 3. Faire : To do 4. Dire : To say 5. Pouvoir : To be able, can 6. Aller : To go 7. Voir : To see 8. Savoir : To know 9. Vouloir : To want 10.Venir : To come 11. Falloir* : To have to, must 12. Devoir* : Must, should, to owe, 13. Croire : To believe 14. Trouver…
you can’t interrupt me….ever– my white coworker speaking to her fostered child who’s black and so young he’s not even as tall as my desk.
Bought $16 thigh-highs
that got a run in them the next day. They were so hot.
Writing a zine
that will actually have more of a yearbook feel. It’s going to be my going away gift to everyone. I’m thinking of making a super-personal set, and then a more general set since the anecdotes I’m thinking of telling won’t include everyone. sad feels.
Once you start to speak, people will yell at you. They will interrupt you, put...– Audre Lorde (via beautywood)
Still completely reeling and thrilled for CA.
Going to a fetish party on Saturday
and going shopping tonight and tomorrow.
Et mon cul, c’est du poulet ?– “And my ass is made of chicken, maybe?” When you are very skeptical about something. “Il m’a dit qu’il avait gagné à la loterie.” “Ouais, et mon cul, c’est du poulet peut-être?!” “He told me he won the lottery.” “Yeah, and I’m the Queen of England.” (via awesomefrench)
100% accidental run in with kink poly group
happens when you take yourself out on a solo dinner date + drinks. Clearly I’m winning at life. (seriously, who else has stumbled into one of these?!)
my hungover eyes my vom throat my wisdom teeth tearing through my gums my uterus
6AM Wake up to puke
my guts out. It wasn’t the alcohol. It was the cigarettes. I haven’t been smoking and I chain smoked a lot last night during my get drunk plan. Ugh. I can’t.
gonna gt drunk.
(tw: for abuse. please note, especially if you click through) I want to tell...– Something to Cry About: Report from the Kitchen Floor (Trigger Alert) « The Crunk Feminist Collective (via biyuti) I can’t bring myself to speak in detail publicly about life with my abusive parent yet (that might not ever happen), & I could barely stand to read this, but yes this is what...
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Hell yesssss. Just got my schedule changed to morning shift ONLY. 124.75 hours left until I’m free. Which is about an 18hr work week. Praise himmmm.
pedazosdelaluna said: have you tried using heat patches? or even getting creative at home… what I use for cramps is a tube sock full of rice… pop it in the microwave for a few seconds…just to warm it up well..and then place it where you feel the cramps the most. I used to do the rice trick, but I haven’t had a microwave for a year so I can’t do that one anymore. I do have hot...