John Green is an “easy target” because he’s a smug elitist and a passive-aggressive bully. he’s a sniveling little weasel who feels put upon because his interests are slightly different from those represented as typical for an ideal male subject, but who will never, ever do anything to undermine or betray the inheritance he has received as a result of that subjectivity. instead, he’ll whine about how he’s actually the ideal male subject and everyone would be better off if we accepted that and other men tried to be more like him. see his horrifically sexist pontifications on how “nerd girls are an untapped dating resource” for a good example of this.

Satire can be racist. You don’t just get to say racist shit, call it satire, and say you’re not a racist.

"The myth that “beauty is power” is actually super destructive because it tricks young women into thinking that if men want them, they will be empowered, which is, alas, not true. Because the kind of “power” that comes from having men lust after you is fleeting and holds no real weight in the grand scheme of things. It might make you feel good momentarily, until you realize that men don’t respect you because they like your boobs, nor will your fuckability bring things like political power and freedom from male violence. As long as women are seen as (and see themselves as) pretty, sexy objects, they will continue to to be viewed and treated, primarily, as sex-holes for men (i.e. not full human beings but the kind of beings who were invented for men to use and abuse and play with and then discard when they get bored)."

Reading 1984 does not give you the right to be an asshole


I think the most painful realisation comes when you find that you cannot speak your mother tongue as well as you do the language of the land where you grew up. My English is evidence of this. When something as simple as a colour, or the name of an animal in your mother tongue leaves you dumb. Yesterday I could not find the world for ‘turtle’ in Somali, only after my mother reminded me, did I recall knowing it.

We betray our mother tongues, for the languages of nations who will never fully accept us. We let the strangeness infest our mouths until we forget how to accommodate our original tongues.

- mother tongue, Farah Gabdon (via thegabdonwrites)

big shoutout to myself for being miserable again


just wanna get rich enough to buy my mom all the shit she deserves and then die

"To live in diaspora is to be haunted by histories that sit uncomfortably out of joint, ambivalently ahead of their time and yet behind it too. It is to feel a small tingle on the skin at the back of your neck and know that something is not quite right about where you are now, but to know also that you cannot leave. To be un-homed is a process. To be unhomely is a state of diasporic consciousness."


Johann Karlsson - Eyjafjallajökull, 2010


Above the Clouds by Thunderbolt TW

You Were Afraid
Night Beds

You Were Afraid | Night Beds

Oh, you were the one to know that
All this love we had, we didn’t

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Fireworks explode in a street of Shanghai on the eve of Chinese New Year on January 30, 2014. (Peter Parks/AFP/Getty Images)


Fireworks explode in a street of Shanghai on the eve of Chinese New Year on January 30, 2014. (Peter Parks/AFP/Getty Images)

Blue Pond in Hokkaido, Japan [x]

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