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I miss you. When you were alive, most recently, and we were not really friends any more…I...

Sun, 07 Apr 2013 02:07:34 -0700

I miss you. When you were alive, most recently, and we were not really friends any more…I didn’t miss you, not consciously. But I missed my community. I got used to that feeling.

You are so real to me. I feel closer to you now than I have in years because I put you out of my mind and now here you are. I see you on facebook. I listen to music that reminds others of you. I look at all your pictures. I can see the stupid facebook games you played just a month ago. And it’s like you’re alive, in Irvine. Just 400 miles away. Just a facebook away, like everyone else that I miss. I live through facebook. I miss and love and keep track of all my irvine queers through facebook. They don’t know it. But that’s become a big part of my life since moving to the bay. And now. Now suddenly I’m thinking about you and looking you up all the time and you are more a part of my life now than you have been in years. I miss you. I can’t believe you’re gone GONE. Really gone. I cannot get it through my head because there’s no different in my own life. Only this intense pain that my friends are going through. And acquaintances. Almost friends. Potential friends. Someday friends. Maybe just friends now because of you, Chris.

Why? Why? Really? No take-backs? No yelling at you WHAT THE FUCK CHRIS?! WHAT DID YOU DO THAT FOR? COME ON NOW. Come on. Like stealing from your roommates. Like getting a bunny and then not coming home ever to take care of it I just want to shake my head and scold you and I wish I had called and scolded you before. It’s like Steggie said: I just want to call and tell you what you’ve done and how much we miss you. What the fuck.

You should be here. You should be here. Why…where…are you? Come back. Please. come back

fuzzyhorns: surgery a project by sarah hill this segment...

Mon, 04 Mar 2013 13:25:01 -0800

fuzzyhorns:

surgery

a project by sarah hill

this segment featuring creighton baxter

thatkindofwoman: I think so many people that watch this don’t...

Sun, 24 Feb 2013 20:14:05 -0800

thatkindofwoman:

I think so many people that watch this don’t realize that Lena Duhnam is making fun of our generation. Smart girls making horrible decisions, awkward sexual experiences, and being overly emotional as well as awkwardly self confident. This is the generation of women that are 20-somethings. Not just in New York, but in suburbs, and over seas.

We either know women like this, are women like this, or don’t want to admit either. Lena is an extremely intelligent woman, who is ready to bare it all. Literally.

Half naked table tennis… good lord.

Maybe BUT, this is an over-generalization. Lena Duhnam might be speaking for white middle class cisgender able-bodied 20-somethings, but really that is a very specific and privileged segment of all 20-somethings. Just to put things in perspective.

"Male fantasies, male fantasies, is everything run by male fantasies? Up on a pedestal or down on..."

Wed, 15 Aug 2012 19:36:12 -0700

“Male fantasies, male fantasies, is everything run by male fantasies? Up on a pedestal or down on your knees, it’s all a male fantasy: that you’re strong enough to take what they dish out, or else too weak to do anything about it. Even pretending you aren’t catering to male fantasies is a male fantasy: pretending you’re unseen, pretending you have a life of your own, that you can wash your feet and comb your hair unconscious of the ever-present watcher peering through the keyhole, peering through the keyhole in your own head, if nowhere else. You are a woman with a man inside watching a woman. You are your own voyeur.”

- Margaret Atwood, The Robber Bride (via monkeyknifefight)

Shit. Too many feelings about this.

(via soharam)

THIS PASSAGE STILL FUCKS UP MY HEAD. THE MALE VOYEUR IS STILL CREEPING. We are always apologizing the omnipresent male figure in the room. SCARY.

(via comelivewithmeangel)

this quote still gives me the chills. so fucking true.

(via cynique)

Definitely been feeling this lately

(via transcreature)

picquaint: approaching shadow | fan ho. 1954.

Wed, 16 May 2012 22:26:48 -0700

picquaint:

approaching shadow | fan ho. 1954.