so im in phoenix and i have 5 hrs to kill…
“It’s the friends you can call up at 4 a.m. that matter.”—
Marlene Dietrich (via autumns-concerto)
IT’S FUNNY. BECAUSE I NEEDED IT. THAT NIGHT. YOU REBLOGGED IT THAT DAY.
ugh. what is life.
#feminism #rape
Just had to relate that. Thanks, #chroniclesofness. Definitely more aware. »
But sometimes, in general context, I think it does.
It’s good being strong, but it sucks when people know you’re strong and they think that makes it okay to hurt you.
Now why would you do that? Because we’re “tougher”? That doesn’t mean we’re less sensitive.
I truly agree. I’m not attracted by physical attributes, not really at all. If I like someone, I’ll see that they’re beautiful, in my eyes if not anyone else, and then what does it matter? I fall in love with a person’s personality, and not their appearance.
It’s kinda hard.
I don’t know why, but I guess it’s difficult to keep to blogging, going online or staying on networking sites, going on the computer at all, because it’s really my nature to be reserved. And yes, it’s learned as well… Or maybe it was never taught to me. to be outgoing, or to keep up with others… This would explain why I’m not good at keeping friends, and keeping in touch, appropriate social conduct… I’m sorry.
I can’t promise anything, but I probably should somehow reflect daily, for the sake of my own benefit.
//on that note, i’ll place this tumblr (and personal) as undefined hiatus. (ive been thinking of changing my ‘about/bio’ too.)
