she was driving when I looked over from the passenger seat. one hand on the wheel, the other adding emphasis to her words a telling symptom of her greekness. like a meteor shredding through earth’s atmosphere smashing into earth’s plains and distorting the landscape, i was suddenly and inexplicably hit by the mortality of the [...]
nothing it seems will fill the gaping hole of my soul. you mistaken pain grief loneliness you mistaken the rupturing of my self as easy fucking access to the shell i leave behind. - go fuck yourself, mate.
is it too much to ask for consent. is it too emasculating for him to even consider a no. a stop. a don’t touch me. (victim blaming) shaming slut. whore. She asked for it, they say. But she wasn’t asked anything It was taken Stolen. Why do we ignore him? Why isn’t he held accountable? [...]
Today was my first ever time actually teaching students in a classroom at an actual school. Before y'all go crazy, I am on placement so I didn't just randomly walk into a classroom and hijack the place. I'm meant to be here, honest. And to be quite truthful, it wasn't fantastic but it also wasn't [...]
beauty is a construct. it forces, enforces, standards of beauty to conform to an institutionalisation of individual suppression. you are unique. you are the only you in existence. be you without fear, rebel against the authority which deigns to speak about the wonderment of your face. - because you are beautiful, love.
Ok, I wrote this quick little rant before one of my classes because I couldn't hold in my emotions and also because I was procrastinating haarrdd. I just really wanted to wax poetic about Archangel's Viper by Nalini Singh. Now, if you've read my post where I literally rant (oh my god that is literally all [...]
i find myself exhausted. a bone-deep inescapable tiredness, an amalgamation of frustration, like cleaved nails scouring across a hard textured surface. indelicate obscene and overwhelmingly bloody fucking annoying. Malfunctioning dildos like the, Donald Trump’s Pauline Hanson’s and Mike Pence's of the world; stains on the very fabric of that which is the equality and humanity we [...]
We've alllllllll been there. Staring confusedly at the bookshelves at your local bookstore (mine's QBD, represent), and you think to yourself...what in the actual fuck should I read? What is even good? What will I like? How can I bloody tell from only the blurb and the cover???????????????????????????????? Fear not, my precious book monsters! As this is something that [...]
it’s easier to say that you’re dead, instead of just, you left and never looked back. how ironic that the prospect of your death would be easier to handle than watching you walk away so casually, (a voluntary abandonment). it's easier to say that you're dead rather than remember how my mother's tears created permanent [...]
the destruction commenced unwarranted catastrophic. I raised my hands a blessing tasting the fire the ash. don’t be fooled by the burns of the leftover destruction. having to rise from those ashes I discovered re-discovered Myself. My strength. My intelligence. A glorious phoenix with wings of fire and ash. - flying, soaring. a winged beast of [...]