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strengthen what you have and only go for what is within your power to influence
if you text me like less than once a day and i think i’ll be anticipating your text, i’mma mute your shit so i don’t get paranoid
give your time, and give your trust
but don’t say it explicitly or you’ll get hurt
my acne bad but these bitches badder
Why I hate bromance as an Asian American
Bromance seems stitched into American culture- men are good friends and in a society where men should not express emotion, there is compassion and good friendship qualities. Even beyond that, men who are acquaintances with others can also be labelled as having a bromance.
Here’s my problem as an Asian American male: bromance for males is usually camaraderie, but with Asian American males, it is used as a method to prevent genuine interest in either sex. Females use bromance as a shield against the unwanted Asian male. It’s okay if you aren’t interested in me, and I sure as fuck ain’t interested in your shallow ass (ass=person, not real butt). Stop reminding me of racialized and intersectional forms of being wanted or not.
i love love
i have said it a million times- that I love love. I feel it very often. At the very least, infatuation.
I love the randomness, the spontaneity, the mystery, the chase, the heartbreak, everything.
Randomness is when you have a friend and you don’t know what to think and naturally you hang out more and more until you like them. It’s by chance, but is it?
Spontaneity is going to pizza or chinese food on a whim and not realizing that this is what life is made of, rash decisions with no risk and no reward but feeling high and feeling the company of someone else, or lots of people. Spontaneity is being loud and quiet and meeting up with people you never thought you would ever know.
Mystery is the fear and excitement of not knowing. Somehow, simultaneously, the body feels fear that love will not be returned- that all of the interactions large and small, all of the whims and spontaneity and randomness was all fake, or by chance, or a reflex. But isn’t love a reflex? But even with this fear, excitement is always a part of the equation. You are excited daily, waking up, knowing that there is only a possibility that someone is infatuated with you, and furthermore that they are willing to share those feelings. The possibility is key. There is too much comfort in knowledge, and living in mystery is more fun, right?
The chase is interlaced with mystery. The chase is a game, not a race. the chase is not tirelessly pursuing something that will be yours if you put enough effort in. The chase is like standing on the edge of water. The wave comes and pushes you backwards, and of course you must lean forward. The wave returns and you must lean back. There is so much tact and fun in this chase, but the further you are in the chase, the less mystery you have. Or is it more? You only conclude the chase and mystery with one question: how important am I to you? concealed in a relationship question.
Heartbreak? the space between the periods where your life is enriched by the chase.
To the girl on the Fremont Bart
It’s me, the guy in the black hooded jacket with the red bike. This probably won’t find you, the girl on the Fremont Bart with white converse and books in her hand, but here goes nothing?
I meant to talk to you, to tell you your shoes were cool, even though I didn’t see them until the last sec. lol all i said was “bless you” but i guess that’s life
bro i’d better check my hormones cuz i’m literally sexualizing everyone rn
reebok sneaker news #4
https://youtu.be/P-fTHv7qV5Q
Am i actually continuing to do this youtube thing or
I wonder what it would take to turn me back into an activist. I didn’t really document it on tumblr, but I used to be pretty active in the AAPI campus activist community. I would go to, and help host conferences. I fell off after I went to Hong Kong because I doubted my own identity. I have only known my identity from an American perspective, that perspective pushing that Asian Americans are really just Asians, nothing else. Little did I know, I didn’t identify with these true Asians through any language, customs, or even temperature of water they drank. I was further discouraged by my advisor who constantly told me I wasn’t investing myself enough in the community, pushing on me the belief that I wasn’t doing anything.
Maybe he was right. Maybe if he could convince me that I wasn’t doing anything, then I really wasn’t doing enough in the first place. I don’t believe that.
But I still find connections to my supposed “homeland”, the land whose languages I do not speak, whose languages my grandparents don’t really speak often, to my displaced love for home that I have invested in Hong Kong instead, not my family’s true native Toisan. I find connections through personal interactions- through love and friendship and investment.
Identity is more than a language, where your parents were born, or grandparents, where your grandparents went, and what customs you have. Identity is personal security. I will never discover my true identity, only get closer and closer to the real thing.
Ultimately, I can only keep searching for something I am comfortable with.
Why aren’t we talking about this??!!
this is important!
They won’t mention his name ! And its because he is brown , and his name is Imran Yousef and a lot of muslims go by that name
But he went from fighting their terf war a month ago to saving lives here. He matters.
The Daily Show and the USWNT take on myths about the wage gap (and destroy a Fox News guest’s opposition to equal pay in the process).
Obviously I want to be more on the side of following through professionally. To do that, I think I need to appreciate more the experiments I am doing, and the work I’m doing too.
I have a strange duality, needing to get as much attention as possible, but also having a feeling that getting work in for myself is the most important motivation and image I must cultivate.
anyone who’s killing it will tell you that you have to work on yourself first
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