why are my days off always “everyone use the loudest fucking lawnmower ive ever heard and mow their lawn back to back and then drive the loudest truck in the whole world to drive home”
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why are my days off always “everyone use the loudest fucking lawnmower ive ever heard and mow their lawn back to back and then drive the loudest truck in the whole world to drive home”
Bruh look at this shadow I drew I based it off that one pic of him
broken
for ten months i was only
a butterfly with torn wings
who was supposed to fly home
for summer
instead i was pinned to your wall
you studied me and picked me
apart and i tried so hard
so so hard to be beautiful
i existed just for you
but it was never enough and now i am
broken on your floor
next to the mountains of clothes
you never pick up
some teachers really just make you love going to school and others just drain your entire energy for the rest of the week.
grrrr
idk who this pikaman guy is but i hope he dissapears he keeps showinh up grrrr lobotomy imminent
Absolutely no one:
Me, drawing anything with a snout: hehe grrr
why should i be a member of this godforsaken church when time and time again it proves that it enables abusers and punishes minorities? why is this church so special when it does the exact same things as other christian religions? every single mormon official who allows things like this to happen can die very painfully. fuck the church! I'm doing my own thing from now on!
What are you? Really?
Hum, I still get this awful, miserable feeling when people just
ask me
"What are you?"
Just, right to my face, they ask me "What are you?" or "What are you mixed with?" and it just breaks my heart for some reason. I mean, innocent enough question, right? I'm kind of racially ambiguous, I guess. People never seem to know what I am.
And I actually kind of like that?
this is unorganized and tired and i'm just venting it's probably impossible to follow
I don't like to answer "What are you?" because I don't think it really matters too much; it doesn't exactly affect me in a culturally specific way, because I'm "mixed" and so I don't really have any one ethnic culture I identify with. I get treated a bit oddly for looking the way I do and not identifying as any one thing. I hate, HATE being called "white" or "black" because it refers to my behavior, always, and always comes back around to the actual confusion that people seem to hold regarding me.
It's almost like the way I go about being some sort of subcultural mishmash of interests OFFENDS some people. Elementary school was even hard, I wasn't "black" or "white" or "mexican" by anyone's standards, and I hung out with a lot of white girls because I was that "light-skinned girl" that "talked too white" and every day was a little uncomfy because I didn't LOOK like them, or the girls in the shows we obsessed over, and I couldn't; I couldn't fix my hair or my skin or my habits enough to not be lumped off to other groups that I didn't really fit in with.
And being with such an ODD and RACIALLY IMBALANCED group of people just is aoeiaje;aje;o because they say such RACIST THINGS that i'm supposed to be okay with because I'm ~one of them~ and they've got my other nonwhite friends acting like that, acting unoffended and pitching in, and they casually address these subjects in all of the wrong ways. I'm like... You guys don't really know what the fuck you're doing.
We're reading a lot of charged material right now, and instead of being about the results of the plights that these people have faced, or what they suffered through, a lot of Bury My Heart and MLK stuff, the subject is always "Oh man does this make me feel bad about being white!" "You won't want to be white when you read this!" "Oh man my white guilt, I realize that white people haven't always been fair, let's talk about how bad that feels for the white half of this group of people!" and when we have people asking about opinions on being non-white in that environment and about polls relating to that, for like someone's final essay in persuit of a master's in like psychology and stuff, here come the all-too-white-and-opinionated students, taking over the conversation with their opinion because they're just USED to it.
And hnnng I don't want to sit here and write a rant about this, I just feel it so much, especially lately.
"What are you"
"You're lightskinned! What are you?"
"What are you mixed with?"
"What made your hair? Can I touch it?"
I just
I don't even know what I set about to say here. My thoughts aren't collected and I probably said everything wrong and I just wish that this wasn't a thing that I had to deal with