You know what the Green Heron is basically the best heron because it is like 90% neck so when it is all folded down it looks like a giant head with wings and legs
but then suddenly ZOOP
fucking green herrons
What the fuck
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You know what the Green Heron is basically the best heron because it is like 90% neck so when it is all folded down it looks like a giant head with wings and legs
but then suddenly ZOOP
fucking green herrons
What the fuck
Dear Elizabeth
The first time you made love the bed looked like a crime scene
that no one wanted to investigate, even the boy whose heart you broke.
Elizabeth, two days later you chopped all your hair off with a kitchen knife
and buried it in the backyard beneath the willow tree.
Even now when the wind blows through its leaves,
you can still feel the strands whispering like ghosts around your face.
There is salt in your voice and sugar in your tears,
inviting men into your bed until it rocks like a boat
and everything you touch becomes a shipwreck.
Dear Elizabeth, one day you will stop learning how to crack eggshells
for the sole purpose of tiptoeing over them.
One day your hair will grow back and all the envelopes you lost to the sea
will be returned to you with extra postage included.
There will be a time when your shadow
will finally want to follow you
instead of turning its back on you when you need it most.
Elizabeth, one day when your room fills with water in a dream
you will remember all the people who taught you how to swim.
i hate when ppl say shit like BUT ANTIDEPRESSANTS ALTER YOUR BRAIN FUNCTION UNNATURALLY READ UP ON IT NURGGHH like yeah, youre right, they force it to produce serotonin so i can function, similar to how i take thyroxine bc my thyroid doesnt fucking make the right shit, similar to how people with diabetes take insulin, similar to how people with low iron take iron supplements, you thin slice of nutloaf
do you yell at people for eating food bc their body doesnt just naturally photosynthesize energy on its own
Secret, the Australian shepherd, dances an Irish jig.
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I’m in tears
I suppose it was lust but it was holy and awful.
John Berryman, from The Heart Is Strange: New Selected Poems; “Young Woman’s Song”. (via empiregrotesk)
trigger warning: I was assaulted this winter and I've unraveled since then. I feel like I'm always going to feel hopeless and worthless and scared, and I don't really know what I can do to make it better. I want to be good to myself but I don't know how. I just thought maybe you would know.
I want to share a post that a fellow survivor wrote in a secret group I’m part of for sexual violence survivors. It helped me immensely, and it might help you too. It’s better and more helpful than anything I could ever say. <3
“The shitty thing is there isn’t anything else. You just have to live through the pain. What happens is one morning will be the first morning where it’s not the first thing on your mind, and as soon as you realize it, it’s back, but for a second it wasn’t there. And then you’ll be pissed that you had that second of relief and it wasn’t enough, but you can’t make your mind go back to it. Then you’ll go, like, an hour one day without thinking about it at all, because you’re so engrossed in what you’re doing. And you’ll be like, “huh.” And then have a nightmare or something. And then one day, you’ll realize you haven’t thought about it in a week. Or a month. One day when you start thinking about it the experience will be clinical and distant, and the next it’ll be all raw pain again. One day you’ll say “fuck this noise” when someone says something inconsiderate and you’ll alienate a bunch of people at a party by babbling incoherent, hyperbolic feminist rhetoric about rape, and you’ll watch their eyes slide over like they’re hoping there’s a way to politely start a different conversation and you’ll go home feeling like a piece of shit, but *you know what,* you’ll think, *I said something about it.* One day you’ll be sitting on the couch and realize you can’t push that button in your brain that releases all the toxicity of the memories into your bloodstream. One day you’ll have sex with someone and it’ll be so right and clear and perfect that you orgasm in that person’s mouth, and they’ll look up at you and grin, and you will start crying, and they will be confused. One day you’ll do it and start laughing, and your partner will laugh too. One day you’ll be sitting at your computer, reading words written by a stranger that remind you so, so deeply of your own experience that you wince, a little, at the familiarity of the pain, but it will be an old pain, and you’ll breathe, and while your heart breaks for her, you’ll have faith that she, too, will have a day when she can look back and see how far she’s come without even realizing it. You will. You will. You will have that day. Just keep holding on.”
This guy I was talking to was saying how women play sports just as well as men, and he said, “One time I was reffing a womens softball game, on the full moon, and -“
And I was like, ” Why does it matter that it was on the full moon?“
and he was like “Well, you know, the full moon… women on the full moon"
and i was like ‘I don’t get it'
and he was like “Periods"
and he thought all women just get their periods on the full moon and i just thought it was really funny that he confused women with werewolves.
Lycanthropy is a feminist issue
okay so in psychology years ago we learnt that it’s common for companies to put women in charge when there’s a predicted downfall so that they could be all ha see women suck at being in charge. and I just find it interesting how the UK is gonna have a female PM right after Brexit so like years from now people are gonna be like “the country saw some of its worst years under a woman” when it was men that fucked it up and then ran
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Glass_cliff
Me: swings wildly between body dysmorphia and body positivity within a few hours
i am sitting on the couch, i hear tapping on the door behind me, i turn around and see this
what do i do
he is here….
I’m an afterthought. Always a little too late. Forgotten, but then…….
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“ON THE QUEER GIRL FANTASY ” by Natalie Wee, published in The Rising Phoenix Review
Sometimes, I still can’t believe it. That you happened and I happened and this was the best we could do. Our nest of rubbish, our flowerless garden—we slept here. Made love among the bottle caps and ants and mold.
Sierra DeMulder, from “Uninhabitable” (via lavenderliterature)
I keep going to write stuff as if people will care enough to at least read it, but I know they won't. So idk. I just want to delete everything.