to put it another way/i would give all metaphors
in return for one word/ drawn out of my breast like a rib
for one word/ contained within the boundaries/ of my skin
but apparently this is not possible
and just to say - i love
i run around like mad/ picking up handfuls of birds
and my tenderness/ which after all is not made of water
asks the water for a face/ and anger/ different from fire
borrows from it/ a loquacious tongue
(zbigniew herbert)
:about me: :WOW @CRACKDKETTLE THIS WASN'T EVEN FAIR HOW DARE YOU: :hayley atwell: :i can't: :situations:

queermobile:

Sorry if you’ve never been woken up by the overwhelming odor of boiling cabbage before

(via moj-dilbere)

:omg though when I lived in krakow my best friend's building always smelled of boiled cabbage: :and i loved visiting her SO much: :(even though she didn't support my idea of finding the babcia responsible and convincing her to adopt us): :idek how to tag this: :T H I S: :things that are perfect: :this will never be a joss whedon fanblog: :BABIES: :star trek: :aos: :just leave me here; i will be fine: :i hope so: :s.e. hinton: :the outsiders:
  • Boss, this morning: So...I totally have a license and everything: would you guys be uncomfortable if I brought my gun to the office?
  • Me, immediately & emphatically: Yes.
  • Everyone else: -looks at me like I'm ridiculous-
:i mean my boss was fine with me not being okay with it: :but like WHY is this even a question you're asking: :we do not in any way do anything in our office that necessitates anyone being armed: :nor has there ever been an external threat posed to anyone in the entire 23 year history of the company: :ugh: :fuck guns tbh: :omg are you my soul mate?: :this is literally perfect: :about me: :kristen stewart: :faves being faves:

bisexualcowgirl:

I love Jed Bartlet but imagine The West Wing where everything is the same but Abbey is president and Jed is just the dotty first husband full of inane facts

(Source: bisexualcowghost, via aeide-thea)

:p l e a s e: :a world of want: :the internet is my favourite: :the west wing:
onebay1:

SMELL LIKE A MAN
SPORT SCENT SO EVEN WHEN YOUR CLOTHES ARE CLEANED AFTER SPORTS YOU STILL SMELL LIKE SPORTS
SMELLING LIKE SPORTS MEANS YOU ARE A MAN BECAUSE ALL MEN PLAY SPORTS AND IF YOU DO NOT ALWAYS HAVE SPORTS SMELL YOU NEED TO MAN UP!
SMELL LIKE YOU CAN MAN AND ALSO LIKE YOU CAN SPORTS

onebay1:

SMELL LIKE A MAN

SPORT SCENT SO EVEN WHEN YOUR CLOTHES ARE CLEANED AFTER SPORTS YOU STILL SMELL LIKE SPORTS

SMELLING LIKE SPORTS MEANS YOU ARE A MAN BECAUSE ALL MEN PLAY SPORTS AND IF YOU DO NOT ALWAYS HAVE SPORTS SMELL YOU NEED TO MAN UP!

SMELL LIKE YOU CAN MAN AND ALSO LIKE YOU CAN SPORTS

(via aeide-thea)

:jfc: :but also: :hilarity: :the internet is my favourite: :men are such babies:
rgr-pop:

lesfemmesartistes:

Eva Hesse, Hang Up, 1966.

"It’s the most ridiculous structure I have ever made and that is why it is really good." That’s what she said about this piece.

rgr-pop:

lesfemmesartistes:

Eva Hesse, Hang Up, 1966.

"It’s the most ridiculous structure I have ever made and that is why it is really good." That’s what she said about this piece.

(via moj-dilbere)

:so good: :eva hesse: :nothing to prove: :colourful objects saved:

So some time last week this guy who was dating my co-worker Y got hold of our company’s main line and has been calling multiple times a day…I thought it was kind of weird, but her personal life is pretty non-traditional, and also we’ve been super busy and she’s splitting time between two departments, which means she’s at her desk even less than usual. So I just figured he used to call her direct line and when he couldn’t reach her there started calling the main line.

And then last night, co-worker L & I were leaving, and Y was still there, and there was this beat up car next to Y’s, & as it was after 8pm, L & I were like, who the hell is that. & then he got out of his car and was like, is Y still up there? & I told him she was but she’d be down soon.

Well as it turns out she broke up with him two months ago, and now he’s basically stalking her, which she’s not really concerned about. But it super freaks me out, considering the world we live in & recent events & the fact that I’m often in the office by myself at night. I mean, she thinks it’s all harmless & I want to trust her, but also this is the kind of situation that could so easily go bad so quickly, and anyway.

I feel like I can’t express genuine concern/worry about it because I jokingly made a comment about a restraining order, and Y (who is Hispanic) said she’d never call the police on him because it’s not “street” & they don’t handle things that way. And I know I’m a middle class white girl who was raised to trust the police and I live in a world where it’s safe for me to do that, but also this has already gotten to a point where it doesn’t just affect Y anymore. And men who react this way when they don’t get what they want are frankly terrifying, and who even knows what they’re capable of (I mean, except we do know what they’re capable of, which is exactly why they’re so terrifying).

:idek:

What You Crave vs What You Need

  • Chocolate: Raw nuts/seeds.
  • Oily/Fatty Snacks: Kale, leafy greens.
  • Soda/Carbonated Drinks: Actual, literal bubbles.
  • Chips/Salty Food: Topsoil.
  • Cookies: Freudian psychology.
  • Sweet Tea: A strong Southern gentleman to take care of you.
  • Pasta/Carbs: Pasta/Carbs.
  • Ice: The sweet release of death.
:well this escalated quickly: :hilarity: :the internet is my favourite:

Can a thin person have body image struggles? Can a thin person be at war with their self-image? Can a thin person hate to look in the mirror?

Absolutely.

And does that suck?

Absolutely.

But the difference between these negative feelings and fatphobia is this: The only person worrying about whether or not I’m meeting beauty standards is me.

And that’s not the same for fat folk.

When you’re not thin, other people on the beach actually do take offense. When you’re not thin, people really do think that you shouldn’t be in a bathing suit. When you’re not thin, people really do make your body their moral obligation.

And while your internal struggle is real and significant, the point is: You might hate your body, but society doesn’t.

That’s thin privilege.

:t h i s: :things that are perfect: :words:

the joys of adulthood: work is currently so stressful that i have pimples on top of (literally, physically on top of) my stress-induced exacerbated-by-birth-control eczema.

:don't grow up; it's terrible: