Scalding my scalp (roots bleach!) and mud masking, listening to swoony pop diva music, about to watch some L Word while getting ready for my hot VDay date with my estranged high school best friend Jane-to-my-Daria situation.
These femme rituals are not for everybody, and not should they be, but they connect me to other fems and I enjoy them.
February 14, 2013
February 14, 2013
Holy shit. I must go there. Take me there.
My childhood house had a balcony that my mum grew a canopy of wisteria over. I’m a Spring baby, and when November was rolling around the corner and my birthday magically inching nearer, my little world out there were I played fairies and shit would turn stunningly purple. The balcony was at the back of our house on the upper northern crust of Sydney, backing directly onto and looking out over the stunning valleys of Kuring-gai National Park. It’s the most beautiful bushland in the world, to me. My family walked there all the time. The kids on my street would disappear into the bush together for hours, shouldering backpacks full of lollies, matches and salt for the leeches, and come home exhausted to irritated parents who we forgot to inform of our whereabouts. Firemen (and women) did backburning in our backyard for the summer. Five or six families from St Helens Avenue would come onto our viney balcony, climb a ladder onto our flat corrugated metal roof, and sit on the ridges or on deck chairs with watermelon to watch the smoke curl over the forest.
Being a kid was beautiful. Thanks for taking me back there, whimsical wisteria gardens.
(Source: unicorn-meat-is-too-mainstream, via rubbishness)
February 14, 2013
Maybe one day I will tell you about how my relationship with a poly dude was fucked but I've never known the words for it and basically it is everything that is in the left-hand column in this post
I got shit like this
My fears, insecurities, and jealousy are your responsibility. I have the right to control your behavior and/or the behavior of your other partners in order to manage my fears and insecurities.
and I wasn’t even the one fucking anybody else. I was barely even interested in anybody else. He was fucking multiple women and yet it was my fault that I ‘left’ him and had the audacity to meet someone of whom he was jealous for coffee and with whom I struck up a friendship.
needless to say when that ship sailed, that friend was there for me.
OMG Poly dudes please CHECK YOURSELVES and most of the time, FUCK OFF!!
My relationship(z) with a poly dude was pretty fucked up too. Don’t wanna talk about it right here and now but Sisterhood Against Shit Poly Men 5eva xxx
January 29, 2013
maate I am cracking it
- gradually putting the ‘lonely’ back into ‘alone’ - shattered tired but napped earlier, so I can’t sleep but have to be up in 5 hours for derby and everything hurts - The L Word won’t load - my bloody vibrator has gone bloody missing I didn’t take it out of this room what the bloody hell - maaate.
January 7, 2013
Lavender oil is really useful;
I have a jar of lavender syrup in the fridge. Yesterday we drank it in drinks, said hello and goodbye at the same time, swayed to Charles Bradley and mirrored his sequinned shoes. Today Jim turned 21; I took off mum’s floaty lion-printed wedding dress to swim naked in front of everybody i’ve ever met.
November 16, 2012
Anonymous asked: 12, 21
12. What color is the bra that you’re wearing?
It is the scalps of two men affixed with Hollywood tape. Great lift!
Okay I don’t usually wear bras but in case I had to undertake dynamic activity submitting a take home exam today… White. Stained stretched Target sports bra in white. Today I am manically scouring the internet for this bra in 34a. That wasn’t part of the question but it is part of my life.
21. What are your biggest fears?
As a teenager my biggest fears were
1. being seen naked
2. not being loved (intertwined with 1.)
2. a. not being liked
3. making phone calls
4. doing stuff in public
5. being negatively evaluated
6. conflict.
I am no longer really scared of anything?? 
Oh wait my biggest fear is that I am not intelligent or creative or useful and that I cannot do anything. Rather than afraid, I am resigned. I am also depressed?
November 16, 2012
Let's get a little personal.
| 1. Do you sleep in your bra? |
| 2. Does your dad know you like boys yet? |
| 3. Do you enjoy drama? |
| 4. Are you a girly girl? |
| 5. Small or large purses? |
| 6. Are you short? |
| 7. Do you like somebody? . |
| 8. Do you like Halloween? |
| 9. Where is the weirdest place you have slept? |
| 10. Is there any type of rumor going around about you? |
| 11. Do you call anybody by their last name? |
| 12. What color is the bra that you're wearing? |
| 13. Do you prefer light or dark haired guys? |
| 14. Are you currently frustrated with a boy? |
| 15. Do you have a best friend? |
| 16. Have you ever had your heart broken? |
| 17. Have you ever thought of having plastic surgery? |
| 18. Have you ever jumped in the pool with your clothes on? |
| 19. How long have you had a Tumblr? |
| 20. Have you ever slapped a boy in the face? |
| 21. What are your biggest fears? |
| 22. Have you ever cried yourself to sleep? |
| 23. Do you believe in the saying "once a cheater, always a cheater"? |
| 24. Do you ever wish you were famous? |
| 25. Are you currently missing someone? |
| 26. Who are you texting right now? |
November 16, 2012
"…there is not a day of my life that I am not critiquing myself to see if my politics are borne out in the way that I live and the way that I talk and present myself."
— bell hooks (via mindovermatterzine)
I feel you bell / I feel this decontextualised quote. Politics fuelled my self-de(co)struction and now I hate them and everybody else as well as me!
November 15, 2012
I guess on some level I knew that 1kg of sliced peaches in mango juice wouldn’t fill this emptiness, but it seemed worth a shot.
November 14, 2012
~housemate haircuts~
sorry about the flash, you can probably turn it off but I couldn’t be bothered to google to find out how?
it’s true. in tonight’s exciting instalment of our very exciting lives, we celebrated Bodhi’s birthday with some delicious salad wraps, potato salad, cake and jelly, and a film screening of
RomneyRomy and Michele’s High School Reunion. Then Kas, Alison and Oscar (pictured) got their hurrs did.I’m going to miss my family so much while I’m in Japan guyssss.
During Tumblr-free time elapsed: I moved house, turned 21, threw away my education career and future (jk but not really), etc.
