I say, ‘I am fat.’
He says ‘No, you are beautiful.’
I wonder why I cannot be both.
He kisses me
My college theater professor once told me
that despite my talent,
I would never be cast as a romantic lead.
We do plays that involve singing animals
and children with the ability to fly,
but apparently no one
has enough willing suspension of disbelief
to go with anyone loving a fat girl.
I daydream regularly
about fucking my boyfriend vigorously on his front lawn.
On the mornings I do not feel pretty,
while he is still asleep,
I sit on the floor and check the pockets of his skinny jeans for motive,
for a punchline,
for other girls’ phone numbers.
When we hold hands in public,
I wonder if he notices the looks —
like he is handling a parade balloon on a crowded sidewalk;
if he notices that my hands are now made of rope.
Dear Cosmo: Fuck you.
I will not take sex tips from you
on how to please a man you think I do not deserve.
He tells me he loves me with the lights on.
I can cup his hip bone in my hand,
feel his ribs without pressing very hard at all.
He does not believe me when I tell him he is beautiful.
Sometimes I fear the day he does will be the day he leaves.
The cute hipster girl at the coffee shop
assumes we are just friends
and flirts over the counter.
I spend the next two weeks
mentally replacing myself with her
in all of our photographs.
When I admit this to him
we spend the evening taking new photos together.
He will not let me delete a single one of them.
The phrase “Big girls need love too” can die in a fire.
Fucking me does not require an asterisk.
Loving me is not a fetish.
Finding me beautiful is not a novelty.
I am not a fucking novelty.
I say, ‘I am fat.’
He says, ‘No. You are so much more’,
and kisses me
So you have a society so stagnated that not only people from the age of 11 are segregated into groups for more than a thousand years, but the main law which dictates every second of their lives dated 1692. That law forces them into such isolation that a good part of people chooses a heartbreak over crossing it (see: Minerva Mcgonagall’s backstory), or inbreeding. Never mind the absurdist ignorance, to protect that law they enforce literal brainwashing (human rights? lol what is it), and communicate their issues (dangerous for Muggles btw) only with the highest representative (which is also: did prime ministers authorize “obliviate”?
college is catered towards the able bodied and able minded. school applauds people who can stay up all night, skip meals, and work endlessly. that kind of extreme contribution is expected. why are disabled people being squeezed out of academic institutions? why should I feel inferior because of some arbitrary and ridiculous standard?
I know there are a bunch of posts about how to get gender neutral pronouns (they, their) on Facebook, but it always involves using developer tools which some people are not always comfortable with so I was thinking and did this thing real quick to turn it into 3 steps for convenience and the less tech savvy :)
1. Click and drag this link into your bookmarks bar. (You might need to delete the “denied:” part at the beginning of the URL, without the quotes). 2. Click this link to go to the Facebook Mobile edit gender page. 3. Click the new link you just dragged into the bookmarks bar.
And you’re done.. Facebook will only ever refer to you by they/their now. Thanks to whoever figured this trick out first the original way!
my mom ordered two different pizzas from two different places cause she had coupons and they both got here at the same time so we had a pizza hut delivery guy and a dominos delivery guy both standing by our front door and the dominos guy looks at the pizza hut guy and proceeds to sing Why Can’t We Be Friends? while the pizza hut guy just glares at him
i mean not only a) is her point about a lesbian phase not a statement that bisexuality is a lesbian phase but b) lesbian phases do happen. human sexuality is fluid and changing and i have ZERO time for someone who rags on jennifer lawrence for making a joke about mystique (that is actually really fucking funny)
secondly all the shit in that first post is just stupid conjecture anyway. that is literally the only thing i could find that jennifer lawrence has ever said about bisexuality and if you’re gonna use that single excerpt as a grounds to espouse her alleged stance on it then i think i have complete and utter grounds to call you a complete goof