Fuck off Dudes
-
An ex is an ex for a reason.
It seems as though every six months I have to burn the same bridge down again. Somehow he or we have managed to rebuild it and it always takes me a while to understand again why it was burnt down in the beginning, as well as over and over again, and once more last night.
It’s impossible to lay all of one’s problems on one human being, to blame him for everything, but it’s just as impossible to attempt to say that neither his actions or words did anything to contribute to them. Even though symptoms proceeded his involvement in my life, the aftermath left them grander than they ever had been before.
After years of promises, and just months before I was planning on uprooting my life to move to Chicago, and commute with him every now and then with him to New York. Just months before we were planning on taking over the world, he calls and says he’s met someone new. For years we loved and fought, he cheated and lied, and I was stupid enough to fall for it. His actions took a toll on my psyche that I don’t think he will ever truly comprehend.
Only in the last year have I been able to pin point the origin of my struggle with self esteem: my self worth is inextricably linked to my attractiveness, worthiness, as determined by men. It’s a horrible way to live, and only recently have I been able to recognize it and start working through it.
He made me feel as though I wasn’t good enough. I wasn’t thin enough, smart enough, cute enough. In retrospect: I was fucking awesome and adorable. The issue with his reoccurring presence in my life is the fact that i return to being this fragile little waif, somehow hoping to gain his approval along side some grand gesture.
Fuck that.
I’d rather have someone who enjoys the curve of my hip, the bite of my whit, my curious and clumsy personality.
I love me.
-
Great and Mighty Artist of the Day:
Simon Sparrow
Born West Africa, c. 1925; died Madison, Wisconsin, 2000Simon Sparrow spent his first two years among the Yoruba in West Africa and the next decade on a Cherokee reservation in North Carolina. His travels as an adult are somewhat obscure, but he lived some years in Philadelphia and later in New York, working as a house painter, singer, and cook. Sometime after 1968 he moved with his wife and children to Madison, Wisconsin, and lived there for the rest of his life.
Sparrow began painting in the 1960s, but it was not until the mid-1980’s that he began to create the grand scale and complex assemblages for which he is best known. For Sparrow, faces and figures in his compositions depict spirits, essences of people who lived long ago and images that came to him from God. Sparrow showed his works in public spaces in Madison and preached to people about their spiritual messages, thus allowing his assemblages to reach the art world’s notice.
Learn more about Serl and the 26 other artists in “Great and Mighty Things”: Outsider Art from the Jill and Sheldon Bonovitz Collection
(via niallmcclelland)
-
-
-
-
#boxing back from injury. #weshallriseagain
-
-
Wow…think twice before correcting my spelling in the comments of a Vlogbrothers video. You might get owned…hard.
Also, I don’t care how you spell donut…
Mmmm… donut.
-
Love. Life. Losers.
Just trying to find someone to date who’s slightly less of a douche than I am. My priorities are fcked.
-
tedx:
Here at TEDx we’re super excited for next month’s TEDxYouthDay!
Not only are 100 events taking place all over the world over the weekend of November 17-18—including in Tokyo, New York, Berlin, Nairobi, Cairo, and Amsterdam—but many of them are being organized by youth, for youth. How awesome is that?
This year, the TEDxYouthDay theme is “Dream Big… Then Do It!” and though we already know that so many young people across the planet are doing amazing things to make the world a better place, we can’t wait to hear the great ideas that will come out of these events.
So, leading up to TEDxYouthDay weekend, we have a challenge. We’re asking people to take pictures of themselves completing the sentence, “A dream of mine that I commit to making real is…”
If you take a picture of yourself holding the TEDxYouthDay sign and telling the world what your big dream is for tomorrow, you could wind up on the official TEDxYouthDay site, or on this blog!
How to do it: to make things easy, we’ve made a sign. Here’s a small preview:
What you do: Download the real sign here, print it out, write your answer, and take a picture of yourself holding your sign.
Then what? Upload your picture to Flickr, Instagram, or post it on your Tumblr. Tag your picture with #TEDxYouthDay, so we can find it, and if it’s awesome, we’ll add it to our posts.
Are you dreaming big? Let us know! -
Noted Desperadoes Captured in Van BC, ca. 1911-1919
A studio portrait of some outlaws taken in Vancouver. The guy second from the right is Jack Miller:
John (Jack) Leonard Miller was born on November 3, 1889 in Dayton, Kentucky. At 12 he left home and traveled around the country. He worked as a coal miner in Danville, Virginia and a harvester in the Midwest. Because of his interest in workers’ rights, Miller joined the United Mine Workers while in Virginia. He joined the Socialist Party while he was in Canada and the Industrial Workers of the World (I.W.W.) in 1916. He moved to Seattle in early 1916 and was on board the VERONA during the Everett Massacre of November, 1916. He married Violet Wilson in 1924. Miller held various jobs and began writing. He continued to rally for workers’ rights and, upon his retirement, became a lobbyist for fair treatment of senior citizens. In addition, he gave lectures and interviews regarding the Everett Massacre and wrote short stories. He died due to a heart ailment in 1986 at age 96. He was the last living survivor of the Everett Massacre.
Source: University of Washington Library #POR682
(via criminalwisdom)
-
Paris & Michaela
-
Me
-
I live for Jesus
-
