❝ I don’t explain cultural things, with italics or with exclamation or with side bars or asides. I was aggressive about that because I had so many negative models, so many Latinos and black writers who are writing to white audiences, who are not writing to their own people. If you are not writing to your own people, I’m disturbed because of what that says to your relationship to the community you are in one way or another indebted to. You are only there to loot them of ideas, and words, and images so that you can coon them to the dominant group. That disturbs me tremendously. ❞

— Junot Díaz, with Diógenes Céspedes and Silvio Torres-Saillant (1996)

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Advice to Freshmen

Behind the smiles and thank you’s elicited from cheery greetings of Welcome to College! I’m sure there’s still a million questions on your mind. What classes do I take? What clubs should I join? What friendships will I make?

The thing is, you’ll be confronted with even more questions throughout your college experience—questions of identity. So is this who I really am? Why is it that people see me differently from who I really am?

And while you can ask others for their advice and guidance, ultimately it’s up to you to find your own answers.

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new aesthetic: surreal pop punk

your shorts are glowing and are made of a material not known to this world. your vans die and regenerate every night. every band does covers of gregorian chants. your bangs extend into infinity.

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Abandon your mortal form and ascend to a higher plane! at the disco

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day 2/5

of double lyf

22 August 2014    Reblog    
laura-thesedays:

landlocked-selkie:

kateordie:

alaskaskellum:

Something for my feminist theory class.

I’d love to see the reactions to this from a crowd. I can kind of imagine a quiet, solemn understanding from the ladies and a lot of confused questions from the guys… If my memory of art school serves me.

In 9th grade English we read Laurie Halse Anderson’s “Speak”. For those of you who haven’t read it, the author makes it abundantly clear that the teenage protagonist, Melinda, was raped, before the protagonist actually says it.
Our English teacher asked the boys in the class what happened to Mel. They came up with the most ridiculous answers. Every girl in the class just knew.

This just goes to show…
Not all men menace women, but yes all women have felt menaced by a man.
Every girl understands this because every girl knows the fear implicit in this image.

laura-thesedays:

landlocked-selkie:

kateordie:

alaskaskellum:

Something for my feminist theory class.

I’d love to see the reactions to this from a crowd. I can kind of imagine a quiet, solemn understanding from the ladies and a lot of confused questions from the guys… If my memory of art school serves me.

In 9th grade English we read Laurie Halse Anderson’s “Speak”. For those of you who haven’t read it, the author makes it abundantly clear that the teenage protagonist, Melinda, was raped, before the protagonist actually says it.

Our English teacher asked the boys in the class what happened to Mel. They came up with the most ridiculous answers. Every girl in the class just knew.

This just goes to show…

Not all men menace women, but yes all women have felt menaced by a man.

Every girl understands this because every girl knows the fear implicit in this image.

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❝ There is nothing you can see that is not a flower; there is nothing you can think that is not the moon. ❞

— Basho (via thecalminside)

It is certainly not a comforting book. But it may help a few grownups to be less complacent and more compassionate, to support Ralph, respect Piggy, control Jack, and lighten a little the darkness of man’s heart.

At the present moment (if I may speak personally) it is respect for Piggy that seems needed most. I do not find it in our leaders.

— E.M. Forster on Lord of the Flies

8 August 2014    Reblog    
❝ Even your sense of time has gone, rendering you unable to distinguish between a minute and an hour, as if you’ve been entombed in an Emily Dickinson poem about eternity ❞

— David Mitchell explaining what it’s like to have autism, in the forward of The Reason I Jump

29 July 2014    Reblog    
Now

It was a rough school year. Since Day 1 I felt overwhelmed. Why does everyone want something from me all of a sudden? I struggled with all my responsibilities and had to make sacrifices.

But enough time has passed for me to realize that I got shit done and had good times too. I finally had the courage to check my grades from last semester. Not the terrible flaming ship wreck that I was expecting. I’m getting good at my job and my finances are in check. I have some great people in my life. I’m moving forward into adulthood and I don’t want to go back to how things were.

29 July 2014    Reblog