October 2011
1 post
SlutWalkNYC: A Video Diary →
No matter who you are No matter where you work No matter how you identify No matter how you flirt No matter what you wear No matter who you choose to love No matter what you said before:
NO ONE has the right to touch you without your consent.
August 2011
2 posts
"Separate" -Meg & Dia
This song is me… Meg & Dia sing about my life, in case you didn’t know…
There are times when I’m feeling like I’ve lost all control.
And I’m talking ‘bout a year or more.
And I remember when I was a kid and it was simple.
I couldn’t ask for more.
And I was heading down the straight and narrow.
But then the devil pulled me in by my...
April 2011
3 posts
4 tags
http://www.clarin.com/diario/2006/10/19/um/fotos/mo... →
February 2011
1 post
listening to "Holly Brook - Like Blood Like Honey... →
January 2011
1 post
"A Crime" -Sharon Van Etten
To say the things I want to say to you would be a crime. To admit I’m still in love with you, after all this time; I’d rather let you touch my arm until you die. Seduce me with your charms until I’m drunk on them go home and drink in bed and never let myself be loved like that again.
Light a cigarette and think of you and walk away. Turning all the words running in my head I...
December 2010
4 posts
#NoLove
Yeah, put a dick in their mouth, so I guess it’s fuck what they say
I’m high as a bitch, up, up and away, man, I come down in a couple of days
Ok, you want me up in the cage then I’ll come out in beast-mode
I got this world stuck in the safe, combination is the G-code
It’s Weezy motherfucker, Blood Gang and I’m in bleed mode
All about my dough, but I don’t...
How The Grinch Stole Christmas
Martha May- Well, these gifts are quite dazzling.
The Grinch- Of course they are. That’s what it’s all about, right? That’s what it’s always been about! Gifts! Gifts, gifts, gifts, gifts. You want to know what happens to your gifts? They come to me…in your garbage! I could hang myself with all the bad neckties I’ve found. And the avarice! The avarice never...
listening to "All For Believing - Missy Higgins -... →
This one too…
listening to "Sharon Van Etten - Love More" →
Listen to this song asap. It will change your life…or make you cry…or both.
November 2010
2 posts
No Love
It’s a little too late to say that you’re sorry now
You kicked me when I was down
F-ck what you say, just (don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me no more)
That’s right bitch: and I don’t need you, don’t want to see you
Bitch you get (no love)
You show me nothing but hate
You ran me into the ground
But what comes around goes around
I don’t need you (don’t hurt me)
You (don’t hurt me no more)
That’s right,...
“And What I am to you is not real
What I am to you, you do not need
What I am...”
– Volcano, Damien Rice (via kari-shma)
September 2010
1 post
Zeitgeist: Religion (best part)
“When it comes to bullshit, big time, major league bullshit, you have the stand in awe of the all-time champion of false promises and exaggerated claims: RELIGION. Think about it. Religion has actually convinced people that there’s an invisible man, living in the sky who watches everything you do every minute of every day. And the invisible man has a special list of ten things he does...
June 2010
2 posts
June is LGBT Pride Month!
In June 1969, members of the LGBT community responded to police brutality aimed at LGBT people at a gay bar in New York City. This refusal to sit silently in the face of discriminatory abuse helped inspire the LGBT community and their allies across the United States, giving birth to the modern LGBT rights movement. This event is commemorated annually every June, known as Pride month, in U.S. and...
Shutter Island
“God’s gift…His violence…God loves violence…Why else would there be so much of it? It’s in us. It comes out of us. It is what we do more naturally than we breathe. We wage war. We burn sacrifices. We pillage and tear at the flesh of our brothers. We fill great fields with our stinking dead. And why? To show Him that we’ve learned from His example…God...
May 2010
2 posts
Second Favorite Poem Ever
A Valediction Forbidding Mourning
By John Donne
As virtuous men pass mildly away,
And whisper to their souls to go,
Whilst some of their sad friends do say,
“Now his breath goes,” and some say, “No.”
So let us melt, and make no noise,
No tear-floods, nor sigh-tempests move;
‘Twere profanation of our joys
To tell the laity our love.
Moving of th’ earth...
Favorite Poem Ever
The Good-Morrow
By John Donne
I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I
Did, till we loved? Were we not weaned till then?
But sucked on country pleasures, childishly?
Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers’ den?
’Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be.
If ever any beauty I did see,
Which I desired, and got, ’twas but a dream of thee.
And now good-morrow to our waking souls,
Which watch not...
April 2010
1 post
March 2010
2 posts
I woke up today and realized my life revolves around college… I went to see some friends last night that I hadn’t seen in a while who just had prom. They were drinking and having so much fun. I had 2 beers because I have a math test Monday. What does drinking on a Friday have to do with a test at 4:45 on Monday? Don’t have time for fun if I have a test, I feel like I barely have...
listening to "The Perishers - Pills" →
Makes me cry everytime. Well the song, not the video.
February 2010
9 posts
If you have ever had a dog that loved you, read.
When I was a puppy, I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh. You called me your child, and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend.
Whenever I was “bad,” you’d shake your finger at me and ask, “How could you?” — but then you’d relent and roll me over for a belly rub.
My...
Crazy folk... →
This is why:
A) I don’t drive in Birmingham.
B) I don’t watch the news.
C) I worry about my mom while she’s in Birmingham.
I was watching the news today (not on purpose). And every story was about a shooting, a fire, the war, the UAH shooting, rape, etc. It’s all awful, and used to scare the shit out of everyone. I hate the news.
Dogfighting Fact Sheet : The Humane Society of the... →
This is fucking sick. I cannot fathom watching two or more dogs fighting to the death for entertainment. And people who do this are sick. So sick. I refuse to believe that people can bet on these fights and cheer dogs on against each other. That they raise dogs to fight and ultimately, raise them to die. Once dogs are trained to fight so viciously, they cannot be rehabilitated and have to be put...
January 2010
6 posts
Hello. I love you.
Yesterday, my boyfriend and I celebrated our 3 year anniversary. It felt like a huge milestone. I understand that an anniversary such as 10 years or 20 years is considered a milestone. But this one meant more. Granted that we had a rough week, we’ve made it through 3 years. He graduated high school, I graduated, we moved away from our hometown and to college together, lived together for a...
"Set The Fire To The Third Bar" (feat. Martha...
I find the map and draw a straight line
Over rivers, farms, and state lines
The distance from ‘A’ to where you’d be
It’s only finger-lengths that I see
I touch the place where I’d find your face
My finger in creases of distant dark places
I hang my coat up in the first bar
There is no peace that I’ve found so far
The laughter penetrates my silence
As drunken...
Sometimes I think it’d be better to be alone. No one can hurt you then.
Should I make this my status on Facebook?
I would love to hear an explanation for the behavior of some people from Winfield. Yes, I’m talking to you, girls and boys who are filled with the holy spirit minus Fridays and Saturdays. I’m talking to you, homophobes. I’m talking to you, bigots. :)
Food for thought.
Dear Facebook members with 2,000+ photos that you’re tagged in:
Why? As if you weren’t satisfied with 1,999 moments of you caught on camera.
November 2009
1 post
October 2009
2 posts
Forums
So, I joined a forum for the first time. And it’s about fashion. Wish me luck!
September 2009
7 posts
I’m dying to know what’s in your head.
I’m dying to know how it all got in there.
I’m dying to know, to help make some sense of it all.
I’m dying to know, tell me is it my fault?
I care about you darling.
And I care about you.
Cause I care about you more than anyone else.
"Half Life" - Imogen Heap
I knew that I’d get like this again That’s why I try to keep at bay Be a hundred percent when I’m with you and then A perfect heart’s length away The stickler is you played not one beat wrong You never promised me anything Even sat me down, warned me just how they fall And I knew the odds were I’d never win And here I am It’s a half life With you as my...
"Half Life" - Imogen Heap
I knew that I’d get like this again
That’s why I try to keep at bay
Be a hundred percent when I’m with you and then
A perfect heart’s length away
The stickler is you’ve played not one beat wrong
You never promised me anything
Even sat me down, warned me just how they fall
And I knew the odds were I’d never win
And here I am
It’s a half life
With you as...
August 2009
12 posts
