anouk/19/lesbian/she,her.
THE CONVERSATION ALWAYS TURNS TO LIVING LONG ENOUGH TO LOVE
THE CONVERSATION ALWAYS TURNS TO LIVING LONG ENOUGH TO LOVE
C'mon now, you’re sleepin’ on your feet like a horse. My mama used to say that to me when I was little. And sing to me…
Brokeback Mountain (2005)
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not to be all “we live in a society” but ig beauty culture is evil and is actively rotting brains
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does anyone else feel like….idk how to explain it….like completely disconnected from life around them? constantly going “these are my friends” and “this is my home” and “this is my life” and “this is my body” to remind yourself that you’re not just some timeless floating essence and even those mantras are completely useless and you almost never come down from it and you’re feeling like….everything is real but also completely fake at the same time
I’ve taken long walks, craving one thing only: lightning, transformation, you.
I haven’t written a single poem
in months.
I’ve lived humbly, reading the paper,
pondering the riddle of power
and the reasons for obedience.
I’ve watched sunsets
(crimson, anxious),
I’ve heard the birds grow quiet
and night’s muteness.
I’ve seen sunflowers dangling
their heads at dusk, as if a careless hangman
had gone strolling through the gardens.
September’s sweet dust gathered
on the windowsill and lizards
hid in the bends of walls.
I’ve taken long walks,
craving one thing only:
lightning,
transformation,
you.~ Adam Zagajewski, Transformation” from Mysticism for Beginners: Poems (Macmillan, Apr 15, 1999)
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Instagram ads are like here is a sexy feminist razor and a sexy feminist push up bra and sexy feminist leggings to enhance your sexy feminist ass 🙌🏽 if you support women please remove your body hair and get your tits out immediately!
No need to add onto this post saying “but if you love to do these things, do you! If it makes you happy to be oppressed, that is good!!” bc guess what, and you’re gonna hate this: nobody exists in a vacuum where they just naturally enjoy forcefully ripping out hairs from the follicle or putting questionable and expensive products on their skin in order to be seen as presentable. I know you THINK you love it, but if nobody ever told you to or gave you that first idea to start changing yourself to be sexy and consumable…… would you be? If patriarchal standards didn’t exist, would you actually find pleasure in spending extra time and money on altering your appearance to achieve Eurocentric and heterosexist beauty standards? Are you GENUINELY happy with putting on makeup and a push-up bra and shaving and waxing or are you happy with the way other people treat you when you do it?
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distance is dumb. we should be able to just pinch the world between our fingers when we need 2 so we can walk from one continent 2 another. & then u can smooth it back out again.
