these vagabond shoes
what a language, what a world
Oct 29
Oct 28
today i accidentally listened to AP radio news twice in a row. i came home and checked three different news websites. it was all the same headlines. one of the main goals of news-editorial journalism is to stay objective, keep things neutral. it is the one, single reason i will never be a good journalist. i can’t even write a buzz article about a restaurant without falling in love with the owner’s story and trying to get everyone i know to go there. but how these writers compose their word limit about 100 people dying by one car-bomb, and handgun sales and homicides up without pleading, without begging for some kind of reaction, and keep their own hearts out of it, i will never understand. when wpgu played the news, there was boppy music behind it, the girl read it like an announcement for a high school dance. it is no surprise to me that people think of americans as delusional. ignorant. this is a muted background to our drive to the bank, to class, to lunch with friends.
“ Get the memo I’m cutting the strings Geppetto
Shuffle the cards and let’s argue
Rooted in between the computer games and cartoons
Stop it, watch us all get lost
Between God and a shot of scotch
Let’s get fly
Shuffle the cards and let’s argue
Rooted in between the computer games and cartoons
Stop it, watch us all get lost
Between God and a shot of scotch
Let’s get fly
—
Get Fly, Atmosphere
CAN’T STOP LISTENING TO THIS SONG TODAY.
Oct 26
aworldofwant:bbwprincess | loki1181 | sockie.deviantart.com
So, I, like, really want to talk about this. because, FUCK YEAH! i mean, THANK YOU. i think this particular image is kinda kitchy and hilarious, but the overall thought is something i dig.
I’m really sick of living in a world, in a gender, where it is better to be politically void, unmotivated, and unsensible than it is to be fat. like being overweight is THE WORST thing that could happen to some girls i know. THE WORST. and when you go for that second portion, “oh, i’m such a fatass” is always exclaimed, like it’s bad. “oh, i’m such an unscrupulous money-grubber.” “oh, there’s starving kids somewhere in the world, i’m wasting resources” no, it’s “my body is not what society has told me is beautiful, and it makes me want to be mean.”
LISTEN: BEING FAT IS NOT SOMETHING TO FEEL BADLY ABOUT OR MAKE FUN OF. put your health first, but your body is the way your body is, and do not let anyone make you feel badly about that.
this bothers me so deeply. it makes me belligerently angry. it’s selfish, and cheap, and shallow. as far as feminism has come, i hope the elimination of ‘fat talk’ and the broadening of the concept of beautiful is next.
end fat manifesto, part 1.
nabokov said that reading dostoevsky was like making love to a chair. i mean, i’m not cool enough to suggest dostoevsky’s small potatoes. but i will say high five nabokov.
Oct 22
“ To refuse to participate in the shaping of our future is to give it up … Each of us must find our work and do it. Militancy no longer means guns at high noon, if it ever did. It means actively working for change, sometimes in the absence of any surety that change is coming.
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Audre Lorde (via azspot)
audre lorde is pretty much my life inspiration
Oct 21
i will always approach fall like it is my first ever. i will stomp around in boots, swirling leaves around me, and take pictures of yellow leaves on gray skies like i have lived in antarctica my whole life and never seen a tree’s season cycle, as if my hard drive were not filled with a file from every autumn i have seen.
the fact that these giant leaves grow from sunshine and the nutrients from dead trees before them fills me with a christmas day excitement. and then when the days get shorter, they turn bright and die away, melting into dirt to fuel next year’s plants. this cycle brings me comfort for the future, for what lies ahead, and everything else about this sometimes all too dreary world.
Oct 20
How do people even come up with these?!
(516): Thank God they found balloon boy, I was afraid that Michael Jackson was ordering take out from heaven.
fuck you to whoever thought that was an okay text. FUCK YOU
peanut buttuh
whenever i tell people i’m a vegetarian, there is always the what do you eat? well, people, lots and lots of peanut butter. almost everyday. peaunut butter toast, peanut butter sandwich, peanut butter bagel, peanut butter ice cream, trail mix with peanuts. delicious. keep it coming. crunchy, creamy, natural, with honey, berries, jelly, apples, bananas—you name it, i’ll have one.
YES! totally dig this. but what’s funny, guys, is that i HATED peanut butter as a tot. now i always leave the house with a sense that i might smell like peanut butter. and then when we learned about peanuts in plants class and how they’re one of the most nutritious, world-feeding plants, i felt somehow completed and reaffirmed.
and when people ask me what do you eat? i like to say celery and sorghum. freaks a fucka out.
Oct 19
umm, so i guess you can tell i bought a mac today. ibought a mac and am learning to incorporate it into my ilife without doing too much iprocrastinating because i don’t wanna ifail out of the university of illinois. my imom would ifucking kill me. i’ll stop soon, but not tonight. tonight i’m just gonna iphotobooth myself, ice cube, pink headphones, and my transformers blankets, and my very asleep boyfriend. leave this post knowing this about me: i strive on my own lameness, i have a 12-year-old boy’s dream room, and i like my new computer.
