A new video in which I discuss traditional marriage, religion, intersexuality, the idea of marriage as a covenant, and the legal rights of gay people to marry.
I’ve seen this!!! It was amazing and magical and oh my god. There’s no way to describe seeing seeing something connected to Disney on Broadway. I want to go back to NYC. I want to see everything there, on or off Broadway. I just want to experience it all.
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1. Get naked and take a good long look at your body. Trace your stretch marks, feel your hip bones poking out, place your hand over your tummy and take a fistful of yourself in. Appreciate your scars and pimples, your uneven,large,or nonexistent breasts. Take pride in your un/shaven, un/cut, fantastically odd private bits. Hold up a mirror to yourself and study your body. Love it.
2. Be Ugly, reclaim words that are used to put you down and shut you up and scream right back at these fascist beauty standard reinforcing scumbags. Give them the finger and tell them to kiss your fat/skinny/somewhere in between ass ‘cause you ain’t got time to waste with their body hating bullshit. and remember, you don’t owe prettiness to anyone. Validate yourself by accepting yourself.
3. Wear clothes that don’t fit, that are too big or too small and show all your “problem areas” that cosmo insists you hide and walk down the street like the fucking fabulous queen you are. Sashay the hate away.
4. Do what YOU want with YOUR body. Shave or don’t, wear makeup or don’t, whatever choice you make is yours to make, and anyone who shames you for your decision can keep it moving. This also means respecting the choices of others, even if they differ from your own.
5. Surround yourself with loving and supportive people. Rid of the toxic bullshit in your life if possible, and immerse yourself in a community that embraces body positivity and diversity.
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1) Campbell’s gumbo isn’t so bad.
2) I miss having gumbo nights.
3) I should tell my live in boy toy that I’m about to have surgery that’ll keep me from having sex for 4 weeks, right?
4) The apartment that I’ve liked for a while is opening up.
5) The lease on the apartment I’m in now isn’t up till the end of July.
6) Choices, choices.
7) All the food that I love clears out my sinuses.
8) If it doesn’t I add so much red pepper and hot sauce so that it will.
9) Work today felt like it would never end.
- If a clock gets hungry it goes back four seconds.
- Once you’ve seen one shopping center you’ve seen the mall.
- Acupuncture is a jab well done.
- Jumping off a Paris bridge makes you in Seine.
- Bakers trade recipes on a knead to know basis.
- Your calendar’s days are numbered.
- I break into song if I can’t find the key.
- A dyslexic poet writes inverse.
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Too Close - Alex Clare
How do I say that I need to move on
You know we’re headed separate ways
And it feels like I am just too close to love you
There’s nothing I can really say
I can’t lie no more, I can’t hide no more
For those that have been following me and know about the few things that have been going on, I felt like it was time to offer an update.
My mother so far has had two surgeries. While they had removed all of the cancer during the first surgery, the area surrounding it wasn’t clear. She went back on Tuesday to have more area taken out. This has put her back a little further, she has to wait three week from Tuesday now to start radiation treatment. Hopefully now though, they wont have to go back in again.
It’s hard watching my mother struggle with this. After she finally recovered from being sick eleven years ago, I had been under the impression that she would have 20-30 more years of being her strong self. Seeing her weak and slowing down now, so soon is heart breaking and hard to deal with.
As for me, I went back to the doctor the other day. I did end up having a biopsy done, and the results showed that while my pap smear showed only a mild disturbance, the biopsy has revealed that I have a dysplasia. What this means is that I have a several cells rebelling. These cells can, and probably will, turn into cancer in a year or so’s time.
Right now, my doctor believes that it’s not bad enough to cut out the infected area. Rather, we’re going to do cervical cryotheropy. So… I’m going to have my vagina frozen essentially. I’ll have to go back for a check up every 3 months for a year now to make sure that everything was killed off and that nothing is growing back.
It’s a not easy being unhealthy at the same time as your mother. We’ve always had a system of being able to take care of each other when one of us wasn’t well. Now, I’m still the stronger one, but I’m not the strongest. I look forward to things getting better and going back to normal.
Distance Will Not Stop Me This is where they go.
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