Monday, July 28, 2014
@juleemz and I are in Bocas del Toro!

@juleemz and I are in Bocas del Toro!

Friday, July 25, 2014

PEOPLE’S OPINIONS OF ME

mirandagettingfit:

college-life-crisis:

Acquaintances:

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My best friends:

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accurate

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

I love chatting with my dude friends, genuinely I do.

But sometimes getting their blunt, unfiltered takes on women is incredibly disconcerting.

Like.. you really think that girl is ugly? But she’s so much prettier than me. How can you think that is cute but that is “slutty”? How is it that guys my age genuinely feel this way about women?

Fuck.

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

So I don’t really listen to Blurred Lines because the horribly misogynistic content makes me fume.

But god damn that shit is catchy!

And now that Al Yankovic has apologized for his accidental use of a slur in his parody I feel like I can listen to Word Crimes with a clear conscience. 

So that’s nice.

Monday, July 21, 2014

My waxing lady does the job in 8 minutes and plays Food Network in her waiting room.

And she has reasonable prices. Seriously I recommend this woman so hard.

You will always be too much of something for someone: too big, too loud, too soft, too edgy. If you round out your edges, you lose your edge.

Apologize for mistakes. Apologize for unintentionally hurting someone — profusely. But don’t apologize for being who you are.

danielle laporte  (via realdwntomars)

(Source: chelsieautumn)

We are the girls with anxiety disorders, filled appointment books, five-year plans.
We are the peacemakers, the do-gooders, the givers, the savers. We are on time, overly prepared, well read and witty, intellectually curious, always moving…
We pride ourselves on getting as little sleep as possible and thrive on self-deprivation. We drink coffee, a lot of it. We are on birth control, Prozac, and multivitamins…
We are relentless, judgmental of ourselves, and forgiving of others. We never want to be as passive-aggressive as our mothers, never want to marry men as uninspired as our fathers. We carry the old world of guilt - center of families, keeper of relationships, caretaker of friends - with the new world of control/ambition - rich, independent, powerful. We are the daughters of feminists who said “You can be anything,” and we heard “You have to be everything.”
We must get A’s. We must make money. We must save the world. We must be thin. We must be unflappable. We must be beautiful. We must be perfect. We must make it look effortless.
Courtney E. Martin, in her book Perfect Girls, Starving Daughters: How the Quest for Perfection is Harming Young Women (via trulyblu3)

Well shit.

The thing about having been bullied as a kid is that it can make you so strong and so tough.

It can make you grow into the sort of person that elementary school you would have admired, to the sort of person who wouldn’t take that shit.

You can be almost grateful for it because it shaped you. Because it gave you a thick skin.

But it’s always there and no matter how strong you get you can still feel it right under the surface. And so when someone laughs at you, even though you know it’s childish, it can make you feel so so small.

And while you should just move past that, you can’t. You can’t let things go. This is what made you. There’s only one thing you can do with it. You can channel the sadness and hurt and smallness into anger. And you can finally win.

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Watching “What’s Your Number?” with my roommates.

Chris Evans and Anna Faris are about to sleep together.

Lexi: She’s gonna be at 21! 21 guys!
Lexi: 21 Hump Street!