May 2012
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youmightfindyourself:
What is it like to be in an abusive relationship?
By: Anon on Quora
It is like not being able to breathe. That is my best description of it. Metaphorically, it is suffocating, but even physically, it is literally suffocating. As I am writing this, I am literally feeling my air passage blocking off. I was an in abusive relationship for two years towards the end of high...
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Very strange. I had a piece in my drafts of our adventures in Ikea when I was 21 and my version of our truth unfolded in the form of a play I watched today.
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Unfortunately, parents of our students don’t really want someone Asian to be...
– Behind The Wall - In China, English teaching is a whites-only club (via tballardbrown)
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Culture matters
sunisup:
Sometimes I hear people say that racism/sexism/etc in culture isn’t important or worth criticizing. ”Oh it’s just a book,” they say. ”It’s just a crappy TV show.” ”It’s just a commercial.”
This argument always baffles me. It’s like if you put poison into a fish-tank and then say “Oh well I didn’t poison the fish, I just poisoned the water.” The fish lives in the water, dumbass;...
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As a wise man once said, the only thing worse than not getting what you want is...
– Roger Sterling (via maintain)
These days, I’ve been doing nothing much except work and getting drunk after work in my room. It’s not for the best but it seems ideal for now and I feel like I’m a bit happier.
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Lying on the bed with someone else always makes me sleepy - or maybe it’s just company that makes me want nothing more than silence and a bit of sleep together. Sometimes your speech bubbles trail off into dream mode and real life becomes as surreal as the one you are wondering of and wandering off to somewhere. Heavy lidded, I’m struggling to find the right sort of words to say but...
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let me write this down before i forget.
i was sleeping outside on the grass, and maybe on the beach even. were we camping? regardless it was fire all around, like a round ring campfire, only it was a lot hotter and brighter. i couldn’t sleep and i saw you standing up and walking around. and walking around. i was going to sit up and call out to you “hey why are you acting so...
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Two mornings ago, I dreamt of you again. And even in my dream state, I turned away from you abruptly when you walked out of the room looking exactly the way you did a couple of years ago. Turning away and running down the stairs, I was wondering just why did I have to run. Even as I was questioning myself in my lucid state, my dream legs just wouldn’t stop running till I reached the car...