Waiting for the day I love being alone again. It was not so long ago, and hopefully not so far away… All it takes is one very specific person to break your cool. I did not want anyone, I was happy alone. Then the world came crashing in and now it is empty. And I have learned loneliness had nothing to do with being alone, It has to do with missing the presence of very specific persons.
I need to be sewing.
Simple, but solid, timely advice for the creative soul…
I should listen
Kerry Washington and Nnamdi Asomugha in the Vanity Fair Oscar Party Photo Booth (x)
Damn, you would never know she is so very very pregnant here isn’t she? Either that or she just had a baby a minute ago.
The formation of Indian-American women’s sexual self-concept is, however, influenced not only by the white American beauty standard but also by the West’s fascination with the “mysterious” East… the image of being considered simultaneously “ugly” and “exotic” was one of the most detrimental to their self-concept. In fact, the exotic-ugly dichotomy is perhaps the diasporic manifestation of the Asian-Indian goddess-whore construct.
The contradictory beauty stereotypes of Indian-American women as both exotic and ugly are coupled to sexual stereotypes. Indeed, in white American’s categorization of racial others as sexually deviant, the Asian-Indian immigrant community is caught in a dual metaphor as both asexual and hypersexual… the “exotic” Indian-American woman is associated with the Kama Sutra, primal sexual energy, and other images of hypersexuality. Simultaneously, the alien, “ugly” Indian-American woman is associated with chastity, sexual repression, and hyperintellectualism.
Regardless of which end of the exotic/ugly spectrum an Indian-American daughter aligns herself with, such unattainable, double-jeopardy beauty and sexual standards most often lead to negative sexual self-perception. Although such negative self-perception may begin in the schoolyard, its impact often manifests itself in postadolescent rebellions.
In the words of Sreemoee Mukherjee, a twenty-three-year-old Rutgers University graduate, “Half the girls in college were leading double lives. They partied wildly and had boyfriends at school, but were also arranged to marry someone from India. We weren’t in the mainstream in high school due to our parents’ rules and regulations. In college, we want to be mainstream, to be what Hollywood shows college students should be. I think Indian guys and girls always had a complex about what America thinks we should look like…and how we look at ourselves is negative in comparison to other Americans.”
A scar is a permanent wound.
Dude: “Wanna grab a drink with me later?”
Me: “no sorry, I would rather get myself off and handle the loneliness than submit to your image of me, and play along with the bullshit you don’t even see. have a nice day.”
TODAY IN BIOLOGY CLASS WE LEARNED THAT WHEN YOU MOW THE GRASS THE BLADES RELEASE A CHEMICAL THAT MAKES THAT GLORIOUS SMELL BUT THE REASON WHY THEY RELEASE THE CHEMICAL IS TO WARN OTHER GRASS BLADES OF DANGER SO WHEN WE SMELL THE FRESHLY CUT GRASS SMELL IT’S NOT JUST A GOOD SMELL IT’S THE SMELL OF THE BLOOD AND SCREAMS FOR HELP OF THOUSANDS OF GRASS BLADES
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Omfg , this shit is pure genius
This is just beautiful.
It’s pretty disgusting that we live in a society where if a girl comes out to try and talk about having been assaulted, everybody’s first instinct is to assume she is lying/doing it for attention, and either mock her or demonize her. Scum.
your aunt, niece, or cousin,
I am my own person,
and I will not set fire to myself
to keep you warm.