Buttoned Down Flames

I love to indulge in tabby cats.
You are not a criminal.
Rappelez-vous que nous serons content.

I am just a person now.

Just a friend.
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That is not enough.
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I hate that I need more from her.
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I just need you, Lydia. If you ever read this, know that I only wanted you to be happy. I didn’t mean to turn into this monster that takes all your happiness away. It feels like I have ruined the only good thing that I have.
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I just need you.
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I’m so sorry.
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manticoreimaginary:

"I am a big girl. A voluptuous, curvy, dress-wearing lesbian. I love my body; it’s the only one I’ll ever have. I eat a lot of greens and work out and drink gin martinis and put M&Ms in my froyo and sometimes I don’t do anything but watch Project Runway. I am allowed to look sexy, feel sexy, and be in love. I am worthy of all of those things, and so are you. Own your good and bad, and all the scary parts that you’ve been covering up because it is yours and no amount of judgement can tell you how to love your body. In the words of Sonya Renee, the body is not an apology. You are magic.

(via nonexistentevil)

I am not Mike Brown. I am white. I am middle class. I am female. I am small. I am not considered a threat. When police see me they see someone who looks like them. They see their mothers, their daughters, their sisters, themselves. I am not at risk of being shot by police for existing while black. I am not at risk of being shot while unarmed. I am not at risk of being shot while armed with nothing more than a BB gun. I am not at risk of being shot for reaching for my wallet. I am privileged.
But I am outraged. And if you aren’t outraged, then you aren’t paying attention. This is America in 2014. This is our reality. It’s so easy to get jaded and to ignore these atrocities, to act like this doesn’t affect us. It’s so easy to get apathetic. In the past it was the youth who protested. Where is the rage of the youth? Where is our rage?
Like I said, I am not Mike Brown. But I am outraged.
  • fall: wears hoodies
  • winter: wears hoodies
  • spring: wears hoodies with sleeves rolled up
  • summer: turns up ac and wears hoodies

dirkharley:

psa if youre cis and someone asks for your pronouns:

  • don’t say ‘whatever pronouns are fine!’
  • dont say ‘you can call me eggplant for all i care’
  • dont say ‘im a girl/im a guy’ instead of giving your pronouns
  • dont get offended that we’re asking

(via praisethetrees)

All I do is complicate your life. I’m not your person. I’m sorry baby girl. I don’t want a way out, I want a way through.

It doesn’t matter how much you hurt or how long you cry, summer. She’s not going to hold you tonight. She’s not going to say I love you. She’s not going to talk to you. You made the decision to sleep on the couch and she can’t save you. She doesn’t want you right now.

I wish I knew what to say. I wish it didn’t feel like I had to be numb to get through this. I just miss you. I want you near me. I want to feel like you don’t hate me. I want to feel like you don’t feel nothing for me. I want to stop crying.

But there is nothing left to say.

Would she even say anything to you if there were?

You already know the answer to that.