sappheau:

sappheau:

no other person on this planet was made for you, they were made for themselves. love is all about choices. no one is going to be perfect for you, and i think we need to stop raising everyone on the belief that someone out there, just one other person in the whole world, was “made for you” because it isn’t true. no one is made for you, besides you. other people belong to themselves. if you want to make it work with someone, it’s about hard work, understanding, compassion, communication, and choice

and there isn’t just “one other person” out there waiting for you. you can love multiple people over your lifetime. you can love multiple people at once. you can have more than one soulmate, or none. you can be your own soulmate. 

my point is…you aren’t missing your “other half.” you are a whole person by yourself, and if you love someone, you need to understand that they are a whole person too, not your “other half.” 

Feminist posts I’ve seen enough of

queerzula:

1. Posts implying that there is equal pressure to make a dominant choice as there is to make a subversive choice (”we all know it’s OK not to shave BUT DID YOU KNOW IT’S ALRIGHT TO SHAVE???”)

2. Posts implying that if you don’t identify as a feminist you’re a misogynist, completely overlooking the fact that WOC, trans women, disabled women etc. have very good reasons to be wary of feminism

3. Posts implying that feminine female characters in fiction are somehow revolutionary??? What?? Pls bring me to this world where there is apparently proper representation for women who DON’T conform to the cissexist, heteronormative Western constraints of femininity.

4. Posts implying that white, rich cishet female celebrities are the epitome of feminism, because they mentioned the wage gap that one time or something like that.

5. Posts implying that “girl-on-girl hate” is only directed towards feminine girls. Critical thought on feminine things like makeup or dresses is seen as girl hate, but people don’t ever see the hatred of gender non-conforming women as “girl hate”?? And you just KNOW that it is because people assume that girl=feminine, and masculine = not girl.

6. Posts that don’t understand that personal empowerment isn’t the same as furthering the status of a whole group. Posts that don’t understand that what one woman finds “empowering” can actually be harmful to other women, and personal empowerment doesn’t go above everything.

7. Posts implying that calling out all these things is “infighting” and “anti-feminist”, rather than the beginning to the construction of a better, more inclusive feminism.

I swear to every heaven ever imagined,
if I hear one more dead-eyed hipster
tell me that art is dead, I will personally summon Shakespeare
from the grave so he can tell them every reason
why he wishes he were born in a time where
he could have a damn Gmail account.
The day after I taught my mother
how to send pictures over Iphone she texted
me a blurry image of our cocker spaniel ten times in a row.
Don’t you dare try to tell me that that is not beautiful.
But whatever, go ahead and choose to stay in
your backwards-hoping-all-inclusive club
while the rest of us fall in love over Skype.
Send angry letters to state representatives,
as we record the years first sunrise so
we can remember what beginning feels like when
we are inches away from the trigger.
Lock yourself away in your Antoinette castle
while eat cake and tweet to the whole universe that we did.
Hashtag you’re a pretentious ass hole.
Van Gogh would have taken 20 selflies a day.
Sylvia Plath would have texted her lovers
nothing but heart eyed emojis when she ran out of words.
Andy Warhol would have had the worlds weirdest Vine account,
and we all would have checked it every morning while we
Snap Chat our coffee orders to the people
we wish were pressed against our lips instead of lattes.
This life is spilling over with 85 year olds
rewatching JFK’s assassination and
7 year olds teaching themselves guitar over Youtube videos.
Never again do I have to be afraid of forgetting
what my fathers voice sounds like.
No longer must we sneak into our families phonebook
to look up an eating disorder hotline for our best friend.
No more must I wonder what people in Australia sound like
or how grasshoppers procreate.
I will gleefully continue to take pictures of tulips
in public parks on my cellphone
and you will continue to scoff and that is okay.
But I hope, I pray, that one day you will realize how blessed
you are to be alive in a moment where you can google search
how to say I love you in 164 different languages.

the-treble:

freespiritw0lf:

crystalzelda:

My 20s aren’t my selfish years. My 20s are my hustle decade. Finish school get money pay back my loans establish myself work hard to create the foundation of a good life so that I can enjoy what’s coming next. Like yes I’d love to backpack across India or something but I’m broke! I have bills! I could quit my job take my meager savings and go on a 2 month trip and then what??? no job no home cause I got kicked out for not paying rent lmao

Enough. Maybe your 20s were the funtime years decades ago but not anymore. Don’t feel like you’re wasting your life bc you’re not hitchhiking in Europe or something. You’re doing fine. You’re doing what you can and that’s all that matters.

you have no idea how much I needed this holy crap thank you

thank you