Tuesday, 18 December 2012
Let others take you as you are, or not at all.
Speak your truth even if your voice shakes. By being yourself, you put something beautiful into
the world that was not there before. So walk your path confidently and
don’t expect anyone else to understand your journey, especially if they
have not been exactly where you are going.
Monday, 10 December 2012
Brian
You asked me what my opinion if you is, here it is...
Your not stupid, you challenge me in conversations. You arnt afraid to state your opinion. Your good looking, you probably know that but arnt cocky and asshole like. You have a decent sense of humour. Your really sweet, in both ways ( cool person, and taste good!) you seems to be a hard worker. Your sociable, your a happy person a least u seem happy. Your a little bit mysterious, your confident, little bit weird. But that makes things fun. You have a nice bod. You seem open minded. You also seem like an honest person. Calm, not aggressive but more of a gentle person. Not a pathetic gentle but the good type. You seem content in life, a little disobedient, fairly easy going. Easy to get along with . You hav nice lips. Good natured, active, not lazy. Likeable, a little reckless when having fun. Seem respectful. Sarcastic. Have a fantastic smile, Id give you an A. :)
Your not stupid, you challenge me in conversations. You arnt afraid to state your opinion. Your good looking, you probably know that but arnt cocky and asshole like. You have a decent sense of humour. Your really sweet, in both ways ( cool person, and taste good!) you seems to be a hard worker. Your sociable, your a happy person a least u seem happy. Your a little bit mysterious, your confident, little bit weird. But that makes things fun. You have a nice bod. You seem open minded. You also seem like an honest person. Calm, not aggressive but more of a gentle person. Not a pathetic gentle but the good type. You seem content in life, a little disobedient, fairly easy going. Easy to get along with . You hav nice lips. Good natured, active, not lazy. Likeable, a little reckless when having fun. Seem respectful. Sarcastic. Have a fantastic smile, Id give you an A. :)
Sunday, 9 December 2012
What It Feels Like When Saying “No” Doesn’t Work
It feels like your hand touching me through my jeans as my confused mind tries to catch up to what is happening to me.
It feels like me stopping you from removing my shirt and you taking that as a sign that it’s time for you to try unbuttoning my pants.
It feels like I can’t move away with your arm wrapped so tightly around my waist and your hand so intent on exploring parts of me that I fruitlessly try to keep to myself.
It feels like me trying to decipher exactly when kissing was no longer the only goal, when I became uncomfortable, when I became threatened.
It feels like being told to stay despite my request to leave. It feels like you physically lifting me from the ground as I stand to go, my mouth silenced by yours.
It feels like guilt and confusion, like it may have been my fault that you took advantage of my inexperience. Like kissing you in the first place may have justified you touching me after me telling you to stop.
It feels like realizing that my words mean nothing as you text me repeatedly and that my silence is equally as invaluable as you assume that your unanswered “Sorry” fixes everything.
It feels like you asking me to dinner because you apologized for violating me, like until there is a reason that I could have said no, I’m in a constant state of consent.
It feels like I’m nothing but my body, that I have no valid excuse to objecting to your touch, that as a man you are entitled to everything I am.
It feels empty.
By
It feels like me stopping you from removing my shirt and you taking that as a sign that it’s time for you to try unbuttoning my pants.
It feels like I can’t move away with your arm wrapped so tightly around my waist and your hand so intent on exploring parts of me that I fruitlessly try to keep to myself.
It feels like me trying to decipher exactly when kissing was no longer the only goal, when I became uncomfortable, when I became threatened.
It feels like being told to stay despite my request to leave. It feels like you physically lifting me from the ground as I stand to go, my mouth silenced by yours.
It feels like guilt and confusion, like it may have been my fault that you took advantage of my inexperience. Like kissing you in the first place may have justified you touching me after me telling you to stop.
It feels like realizing that my words mean nothing as you text me repeatedly and that my silence is equally as invaluable as you assume that your unanswered “Sorry” fixes everything.
It feels like you asking me to dinner because you apologized for violating me, like until there is a reason that I could have said no, I’m in a constant state of consent.
It feels like I’m nothing but my body, that I have no valid excuse to objecting to your touch, that as a man you are entitled to everything I am.
It feels empty.
By
Wednesday, 5 December 2012
Heyde
“I miss you when something really good happens, because you are the one I
want to share it with. I miss you when something is troubling me,
because you are the one who understands me so well. I miss you when I
laugh and cry because I know that you are the one that makes my laughter
grow and my tears disappear. I miss you all the time, but I miss you
most when I lay awake at night and think of all the wonderful times we
spent with each other; for those were some of the best times of my life.”
broken people
“And then I felt sad because I realized that once people are broken in certain ways, they can't ever be fixed, and this is something nobody ever tells you when you are young and it never fails to surprise you as you grow older as you see the people in your life break one by one. You wonder when your turn is going to be, or if it's already happened.”— Douglas Coupland
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