A disheveled mass

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Sat, 19 Jan 2013 18:29:53 -0500

keep it Queen.: a letter to zoe

Tue, 30 Oct 2012 15:43:06 -0400

An Open Letter to Zoe Saldana: On the Hollywood Machine & Artist Responsibility

by Kimberly Foster

Dear Zoe,

Before I begin, please know that the majority of my disgust is reserved for Cynthia Mort and Jimmy Iovine. They hold primary responsibility for your casting in the upcoming film…

ameliaceline: “You Don’t Have to Be Pretty. You don’t owe...

Sat, 13 Oct 2012 19:39:15 -0400

ameliaceline:

“You Don’t Have to Be Pretty. You don’t owe prettiness to anyone. Not to your boyfriend/spouse/partner, not to your co-workers, especially not to random men on the street. You don’t owe it to your mother, you don’t owe it to your children, you don’t owe it to civilization in general. Prettiness is not a rent you pay for occupying a space marked ‘female’.”

//Diana Vreeland

How I act around...

Fri, 03 Aug 2012 02:07:41 -0400

whatshouldwecallme:

People at work:

My friends:

“i don’t have a soul.” “i don’t...

Wed, 13 Jun 2012 21:40:11 -0400

“i don’t have a soul.”

“i don’t have one either.”

#perfect

omg

Fri, 08 Jun 2012 11:28:59 -0400

omg

i’ll be brave someday

Sun, 29 Apr 2012 22:18:24 -0400

i’ll be brave someday

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Sun, 29 Apr 2012 22:17:11 -0400

i live for this book.

Wed, 15 Feb 2012 23:47:50 -0500

i live for this book.

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Wed, 15 Feb 2012 23:46:09 -0500

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Mon, 19 Dec 2011 13:02:51 -0500

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Tue, 15 Nov 2011 21:15:08 -0500

something for my bucket list: whale watching.

Tue, 01 Nov 2011 10:49:56 -0400

something for my bucket list: whale watching.

"We were together. I forget the rest."

Sat, 29 Oct 2011 19:38:25 -0400

“We were together. I forget the rest.”

alexkrump: GPOY

Wed, 19 Oct 2011 02:23:04 -0400

alexkrump:

GPOY

wanderlusting

Tue, 04 Oct 2011 18:45:30 -0400

i have to get out immediately.

the new anthro catalogue is amazing.

Tue, 04 Oct 2011 13:19:39 -0400

Go he said,

Until rock gives way to sea, gives way to

Salt and air and the elements all —

Until feet touch land that creaks, melts and sighs,

Rippling, crashing, splitting beneath you,

Its tired arms open to the cold of night —

Everything frozen, everything hushed.

And then, with eyes at rest, look closely.

Closer.

Closer still.

And in that moment, you will find me —

Indeed you will see.

Keep breaking my heart, it gives me great inspiration

Thu, 29 Sep 2011 01:59:43 -0400

Keep breaking my heart, it gives me great inspiration

Personal statement

Sat, 17 Sep 2011 15:04:59 -0400

I don’t like typing - the smacking of the letters on the keyboard - they deserve better than that. I don’t like saving documents. I don’t even like the word document. I write with a pen and paper. Any kind of paper, really. Receipt paper, blank paper, wide ruled, whatever. I write or else my hands go numb and words bleed from my fingertips. And that is a weird feeling.