woman:
men
NEVER return that same energy.
hurts
to see so much empathy
poured out into a void that will only consume.
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@aelinrose98
woman:
men
NEVER return that same energy.
hurts
to see so much empathy
poured out into a void that will only consume.
hello fríends! my latest substack post for my newsletter, SCUM GRLS CLUB, is actually a poem about my mother & i— my struggle with anorexia, her struggle with dieting, & the struggle of every girl & woman to be who we want to be in a world that only cares that we are small.
“I starved myself because I did not want her curves, her child-bearing hips. & everything that came with them. I had learned to define womanhood by the way I had seen the entire world allow my mother’s female body to define her.” —“My Mother, Pt. 1”
a poem about my mother & i— my struggle with anorexia, her struggle with dieting, & the struggle of every girl & woman to be who we want to
I am adding a “pay what you can option to my first paid membership tier, so you can use the links I’ll post to pay either $1, $2, $3, $4, or $5 to get 1 month of a paid subscription at the first tier.
For the second paid membership tier, My Solanas’ Angels tier, I am giving away 1 entire free year to a lucky tumblr mutual or follower, & then posting a 75% discount on my page for ALL of my tumblr friends to be able to get an entire year subscription to SCUM GRLS CLUB!!
PAY $1 PER MONTH
https://rosefaeriequeen.substack.com/840cc75a
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Written by Aelin RoseJones— a disabled girl with a grudge & a borrowed keyboard– SCUM GIRLS CLUB is a newsletter by the girls, for the girls
PAY $3 PER MONTH
Written by Aelin RoseJones— a disabled girl with a grudge & a borrowed keyboard– SCUM GIRLS CLUB is a newsletter by the girls, for the girls
PAY $4 PER MONTH
Written by Aelin RoseJones— a disabled girl with a grudge & a borrowed keyboard– SCUM GIRLS CLUB is a newsletter by the girls, for the girls
& if you wanna support me but don’t want to/can’t subscribe, then you can donate here!
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woman:
men
NEVER return that same energy.
hurts
to see so much empathy
poured out into a void that will only consume.
woman:
men = that empathy void
that will
only consume
this makes me really fucking sad to even consider but i think it’s time i make a brand new tumblr account & blog… idk what is wrong with mine or if its even my account, or if its rather like, my phone or the app or something, but i have not been able to fully use all the features on here for months and months! like, i cannot comment on posts or send direct messages or add my own reblogs to rnbANYod the posts i come across on my dash zz.
for a while it was debatable whether i was shadowbanned… but it seems that isnt it since followers have helped me confirm my OWN posts are visible to others… but that was my only guess (besides the app glitching, but neither updating it nor uninstalling and reinstalling it make a difference— & neither does using a different device like a laptop. I have tried several devices actually but Not a different browser either.
anyways though; that shit isn’t really important, what the point of this post actually is— is just to tell you that urs truly, originally @kaytee-potter (LOL), & probably mostly known (or at least most recently) as @its-rose-xo, but CURRENTLY @aelinrose98 — is moving the fuck ON from this account & making a brand new one. it seems fitting since i have had this since i was 14, i believe, or maybe 13… AND NOW I Am. T W E N T Y S E V E N years old.
hell yeah that does mean i am the closest to understanding my beloved, amy jade winehouse, than i have ever been (this sounds like maybe it’s not serious or a weird joke but i srsly mean it). but also it is just an age, i think, where all of the change you’ve experienced since the end of your teen years/start of adulthood/the first half (+ a little extra lol) really sorta cements itself & you are able to settle into your own skin… the skin of the new person that all of the last decade’s changes have turned you into ! 🩵🩷💜🌻🍓🪴💜🩷🩵
like, really though— i am still a fucking mess with deep inner child wounds & maladaptive behavior patterns & maladaptive coping skills & pain i might be spending the rest of my life with, pain that i am closer to & pain that knows me more intimately than anybody or anything else ever has or will… & i am so so so not at all ready to move on but i am much less scared of that than i am scared of just STAYING STILL; of SHIT NEVER CHANGING; of not growing & making progress; of not being my authentic self NOW.
aka the authentic 27 year old aelin rose.
not the me that was authentic a year ago. when i continue to act like THAT, as if i am still 25 1/2-26 yr old aelin rose… i am unhappy because it is not real, not authentic, not ✨aligned✨ with WHO I AM NOW.
so yeah, it’s NEW TUMBLR TIME, BADDIES!!!! & yes ik this is a ridiculous post that takes itself way too seriously & was mostly unnecessary to share with y’all at all, but i needed to say it lol. & it does feel like a big thing to me.
maybe it’s really just that my life feels like it has changed so fucking much, & that, ofc, with that happening it feels like
I
have changed even more than life. than the earth. than the universe. it’s been a long time coming.
& anyways… well: i am about to publish my book; I have a Substack newsletter; I am making a TikTok, I have revamped my Instagram; I am going to be published in a poetry anthology soon (first time being published since I was 19 fucking years old!); & also, i have created a artistic persona—for my music with Timeless Ent., which i am co-starting with producer A1Beats // musician Dimond. The King of the FUCKING South….
& so, anyways, i think it’s time to move away from my little 14 year old self’s tumblr account & make my own. my first account as an actual fucking WOMAN (aka adult). (aka adult female. sry not sry LOL!).
so watch out here for an update on what my @ will be. & watch out for follows from me, as my name will probably be obviously mine lol: probably will still have apart of my first names in it (aelin or rose). but i will let y’all know. & mutuals, ofc, fear not for i will find $ follow y’all, & introduce myself in case it isn’t so obvious it’s me lolS.
OKAY THATS IT GONNA GO SMOKE A BUNCH TO NY FACE BYEEE
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I think if your friends don’t like your S/O, it’s important to have a candid and vulnerable conversation with them as to why. Not saying they’re always right (they often are) but if you have a nondefensive, private no judgement conversation with them about why then you can usually tell if it is a friend problem or a significant other problem or perhaps a bit of both. ‘My friend doesn’t like my boyfriend because she misses the amount of time we used to feel together and has felt lonely since I got with him.’ and ‘All of my friends hate my boyfriend because he is heinously disrespectful to them and creepy when I’m not in the room.’ are too totally different ballgames and you can’t just decide which way the situation leans without asking pointed questions.
mood rn
the big three: big brown eyes, an indescribable amount of horniness and a generalised anxiety disorder
a year is a really short amount of time and i think if you don’t at some point start planning your life with the next few years in mind time will keep eluding you until so many years have passed and nothing is better. but in order to do this you have to decide to live
and in fact i'm tired of calling it liberal feminism or choice feminism out of a misguided attempt to treat this shit as having branched from actual feminism at some point, i think we should be calling it liberal antifeminism because there is simply nothing feminist about promoting prostitution, pornography, bdsm, or gender
i don't want to hear a man's opinions or thoughts about a woman ever, even if she's problematic. men are doing something worse all the time and you as a man have no business speaking on women.
i’ve warmed up significantly towards the concept of small talk ever since i learned that its sole purpose is to make friendly noises.
as long as you smile and nod, people are satisfied. it’s just to show that you are nice and there with good intentions. we’re small in a big world and have to rely on other people to be decent to us. so we do our little human dance to each other to say, “i’m not here to hurt you. here’s something we have in common, like the weather or sports or itchy sweaters, so we both know we’re on the same team. we both agree on a basic fact, like that it is rainy or that being itchy is uncomfortable, and this proves we can get along. i’m being light-hearted and non-threatening right now.”
small talk isn’t to get to know a person. it’s just a greeting to affirm you’re buddies in the universe.
i am motivated by wanting the other person to know i am friendly, so i have gotten pretty decent at small talk when i used to hate it.
Zara Larson is based, actually.
hi anyone wanna do a girl a favor & lend her $10-$15 ?
you would be a real motherfucker & greatly appreciated
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guys pls reblog/share/donate if u can🥲 my cat will probably me if i don’t get her a huge fucking bowl of cat food STAT & i will probably eat her if i don’t get some food soon
LOLSIES
jk could never
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so many diets make us weak by starving our bodies. we waste time caking on foundation to cover our "flaws" in the mirror instead of getting healthy sleep or getting shit done. the system keeps us vulnerable with constant thoughts like, "am i too fat in this?" or "is my skirt riding up?". women endure pain, from fucking high heels to cosmetic surgeries. a ridiculous amount of money gets dumped into useless jars of cream out of fear of looking ugly or old. and all of this shit leaves us with no energy to fight the patriarchy.