Day 88: today I felt super pretty and woodsy and naturey and was taking random pictures for Ryan, so pardon my face.
And tonight I made the most delicious drink ever - vanilla ice cream, milk and Tennessee Honey shake :)
> trying to separate sex workers from pole dancing
> trying to condemn sex work while praising pole dancing
> acting like it wasnt fucking sex workers who brought pole dancing into the mainstream
> acting like its “totally feminist” to steal these moves from sex workers and then act like it’s dirty when they do it
Recently I’ve come to realize that I’m not the same person I was 5 years ago, or even a few months ago. I’m more aware, more educated and more insightful. I’ve also gotten cold and bitter and able to drop people from my life in the blink of an eye with never looking back. But most importantly I’ve began wielding an inner strength that I never once thought was possible. I’ve taken trips to hell and back a few times and always end up on top. I’ve stared pure terror and evil in the face and won. And people who have wronged me, disrespected me, and treated me like complete fucking shit think that they can drop a simple apology and then waltz back into my life as if nothing ever happened, they have another thing coming. Because I’m not a docile and weak creature any more, I burn with the strength and fire of a phoenix and I am not the kind of person you want to fuck with any more.
This is one more piece of advice I have for you: don’t get impatient. Even if things are so tangled up you can’t do anything, don’t get desperate or blow a fuse and start yanking on one particular thread before it’s ready to come undone. You have to realize it’s going to be a
long process and that you’ll work on things slowly, one at a time.
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
u know when u really like someone and literally every little thing they do is cute and no matter what face they make they always look perfect to you
I JUST NEED TO BE KISSED AND CUDDLED RIGHT NOW OK I DESERVE IT IM A GOOD PERSON I RECYCLE