"Exquisite! delicious! admirable!-
Mony, you are a divine poet, come kiss me in the sleeping-car, my soul is fuckatative"
-Apollinaire
I took a burlesque class and it was so much fun. It was total female empowerment and at one point I wanted to cry. I have never felt that “sisterhood” feminist connection thing, I’m just a manly gay man trapped in a woman’s body. But I teared up and I’m glad the light were low. It was the whole female empowerment but mostly the body acceptance and being kind and comfortable in your body. It felt good.

I took a burlesque class and it was so much fun. It was total female empowerment and at one point I wanted to cry. I have never felt that “sisterhood” feminist connection thing, I’m just a manly gay man trapped in a woman’s body. But I teared up and I’m glad the light were low. It was the whole female empowerment but mostly the body acceptance and being kind and comfortable in your body. It felt good.

I think if I died in my sleep, it would take 2 days for my family to notice.

If I lived on my own, it would probably take a week or more for my friends or family to notice.

I think about dying all the time. At work, at home, at parties, at bars, at clubs, hanging out. How everything is so meaningless. I wish I could be normal but I can’t. I think about death all the time. How I have a little death in me, that’s what’s on my mind. And when I buy things, I buy them so I can suppress death a little but then when I’m bored and alone, I think about it again. And when theres an influx of me on the internet, when i constantly update and post meaningless things, i want to reaffirm my existence because outside of this it feels like i dont exist. To live everyday ignored and unloved, whats the point of existence anyway? And then I go to sleep fearing I won’t wake up. And when I wake up, I know I’m lucky but it starts all over again. Sometimes I don’t want fall asleep.

ultragraphique: From photographer Nicola Okin Frioli’s portrait series entitled We Are Princess in a Land of Machos: “They drink beer, they are part of the government, and they are a symbol of good luck for their family: They are Muxes – homosexuals of the pueblo Oaxacaqueno de Juchitan, Mexico – more than 3000 homosexuals who enjoy respect and admiration in all the country. Los Muxes (in Zapotec language means homosexual) are considered a blessing to their families. It is luck for a homosexual to be born in Juchitan, where in a population of 160,000 they walk proudly in the streets, dressed as women with huipiles and enaguas, typical dress of the Tehuantepec Isthmus. A resident of Juchitan says ‘A lady living here has a son Muxes, and then she has winned the lottery, it is a real blessing. Everybody should accept them as they are, in every place they are.’ Says Felina, a 36-year-old Muxes and owner of a beauty salon: ‘A lot of us are this way because our parents converted us and treated us as a female. I’m not a man. I’m not a woman… I’m a Muxes and there is a place for everybody in the Vineyard of the Lord.” Read more about the Muxes of Oaxaca and see all the pictures here. Holy shit that’s awesome.

ultragraphique:

From photographer Nicola Okin Frioli’s portrait series entitled We Are Princess in a Land of Machos: “They drink beer, they are part of the government, and they are a symbol of good luck for their family: They are Muxes – homosexuals of the pueblo Oaxacaqueno de Juchitan, Mexico – more than 3000 homosexuals who enjoy respect and admiration in all the country. Los Muxes (in Zapotec language means homosexual) are considered a blessing to their families. It is luck for a homosexual to be born in Juchitan, where in a population of 160,000 they walk proudly in the streets, dressed as women with huipiles and enaguas, typical dress of the Tehuantepec Isthmus. A resident of Juchitan says ‘A lady living here has a son Muxes, and then she has winned the lottery, it is a real blessing. Everybody should accept them as they are, in every place they are.’ Says Felina, a 36-year-old Muxes and owner of a beauty salon: ‘A lot of us are this way because our parents converted us and treated us as a female. I’m not a man. I’m not a woman… I’m a Muxes and there is a place for everybody in the Vineyard of the Lord.” Read more about the Muxes of Oaxaca and see all the pictures here.

Holy shit that’s awesome.

(via tecolotes)

I like challenging conversations :)

I’ve been dwelling on months old depression and holding on to some delusional fantasy that will never happen. I never had challenging conversations with that person. Every time I talked about books it was a “that sounds depressing” “you make yourself sad, who cares its just a book”

I need to move on.

Delusional

Delusional

I think I may have to call off work because cleaning my room is/was exhausting. I have SO MUCH CLOTHING and books, it’s not even funny. I got rid of so much clothes and i still have a lot. And I haven’t washed, SO MUCH CLOTHING. I need to stop.

writersandkitties: Kerouac and kitty postcard. Aw I need to start reading on the road. Since the only thing to motivate is a movie based on the book, I should keep in mind that on the road will be a film on theaters with Kristen Stewart :/

writersandkitties:

Kerouac and kitty postcard.

Aw I need to start reading on the road. Since the only thing to motivate is a movie based on the book, I should keep in mind that on the road will be a film on theaters with Kristen Stewart :/

thelingerieaddict:

Basically.

barrowmans:

omfg so today I saw a man and a woman holding hands in public, i mean i don’t have anything against heterosexuality but don’t flaunt it in front of me, think of the kids omfg

Haha. That’s how I feel to and I’m totally hetero. I saw a man and a woman having a hardcore makeout session at work. It’s like, Yeaaa books get me hot too but come on! DO NOT FLAUNT YOUR HETEROSEXUALITY IN FRONT OF ME IT IS DISGUSTING. I don’t do it so don’t do it :p

(Source: oncebarrowmans)

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