I dread commitment..alas, I begin one with you, Let us tumble.
30 days of letters.
day 1 — your best friend
My Best Friend..the only girl I’ve ever adored, loved, and admired..in a platonic and beautiful way..soul sisters? Maybe. You taught me the difference between loving someone for who they are and what you want to do with them. Haha. Good lesson.
My amazing friend, whom I hardly see, even when just a short drive away it was difficult to coordinate..now there are 1275 miles in between..depressingly impossible. We met in the 4th grade, became fast friends during recess..I loved you and your family and attached myself readily. Now 30 years old and we’ve become exhausted and sometimes bitter. I know the bond is stronger than the distance, even with our many differences..you’ve always been my closest and dearest friend. I call you my sister and you are.. Your strength and intelligence are admirable.. Your voice is beautiful, it’s a shame you don’t sing for everyone to hear..really sing. I remember when we were quite young, having sleep overs and trying to record you singing..I was so sure I could get you noticed and rewarded for your gifts. I always loved sleep overs at your house, your dad would cook for us..yummy, delicious food I’d never been treated to before. It drove my mom crazy that I would eat his food and not hers..but it was the atmosphere and the closeness that made it all so much better. You knew me better than anyone, and I wish you and I could be closer again.. My own sister has never been so real and open with me, I’m honored to know you and I’m proud of who you are. You and I are both so bad about calls and texts..saying we’ll call and then getting lost in our responsibilities or more likely our endless procrastinations! In the last few years we’ve BOTH become overwhelmed by our freakishly similar illnesses.. you are the one girl who let me in as a sister and didn’t judge me or treat me differently because of my sexuality.. you trusted me and understood without requiring an explanation or judgements.. I value you in my life. You are always so strong and I felt like your bit of glue to hold together the broken pieces inside… I’m sorry I’m not there to keep you glued..you showed me how strong I am..how loyal and stubborn I am.. I’m sorry you’ve lost so much..I’m sorry I wasn’t there to hold you and let you be weak, be real, and cry.. I’m sorry time has made us casual friends, when we know that’s not the way either of us would want it. I’m not good at being spontaneous, but I’ll try to be the aggressive one and call you..not say I will, or ask you.. I’m just going to call you and let you know I still give a damn. I miss my chica. All of our inside jokes.. you made me laugh like no one else.. so many amazing memories, but those are ours.. I’ll call you and let you ramble and vent, I miss my chatty, catty best friend. =) I took care of you when you were ill, broken hearted, and lost..I was your center when you were confused or in love for the first time..You were my foundation, the one who reminded me to keep trying, to have dreams and goals..not let my childhood demons swallow me whole.. You always gave me direction and confidence.. Writing this makes me cry..something I rarely do, but crying because I love you enough to miss you so much it aches..that’s real and worth the tears, worth the open wound.. you are worth everything.. We know eachothers faults and demons.. We discovered our talents and beauty together.. We’ve shared 20 years of ever evolving friendship and love.. That is amazing and beautiful, calling you my best friend seems pretty trivial.. But you understand, as you always have..
Thank you for the memories and the resolve in knowing there is so much more to come.. Nothing is more comforting than a true friend.. You are entangled in my soul. My bond with you tells me a lot of myself.. my favorite part of life, discovery.
Pretty ‘kim’ eh.. =P
Hey, Is that Vince Gil? ~Where?!
xoxo,
BuzzJob
I once felt accepted by my mother, now she just stares at me when I talk about women.. what could have possibly changed?! I’ve distanced myself from my family recently, sad..yes. I cannot handle the judgement right now. The backhanded comments.. You raised me to be open minded and intellectual…somehow I’ve left you behind. Maybe you raised me to be accepting of others, never truly embracing that I was and AM exactly what you raised me to accept.
We are the hated ones
We are the different ones
It’s such slight changes
That distance us from the world
And make our love their hate.
It’s the fury in a mother’s gaze
The disgust in a father’s mind
The flinch of a friend
The accusation of a crime.
But we are the same as you
Our blood runs red
Our…
Right on, Right on..
Wearing purple isn’t enough. Want to know how else you can help gay/lesbian/bisexual/transgender/queer/questioning/intersex/asexual/etc. youth struggling in schools?
Give Safe Space kits provided by GLSEN to a school of your choice (currently only middle schools/junior high schools and high schools are in the program, although I noticed some private schools that have all grades are in the database, too) or let GLSEN decide where to send the kits.
I had them send one to my alma mater middle and high schools.
They cost money to send but they’re worth it. Also, it might count as a tax-deductible donation. If you don’t have any money, ask a friend or family to help donate. I’m poor and I don’t currently have a job but I managed to do it, so you can probably do it, too.
(via fuckyeahbisexuals)
30 days of letters.
day 1 — your best friend
day 2 — your crush/boyfriend/girlfriend
day 3 — your parents
day 4 — your sibling (or closest relative)
day 5 — your dreams
day 6 — a stranger
day 7 — your ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush
day 8 — your favorite internet friend
day 9 — someone you wish you could meet
day 10 — someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to
day 11 — a deceased person you wish you could talk to
day 12 — the person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain
day 13 — someone you wish could forgive you
day 14 — someone you’ve drifted away from
day 15 — the person you miss the most
day 16 — someone that’s not in your state/country
day 17 — someone from your childhood
day 18 — the person that you wish you could be
day 19 — someone that pesters your mind—good or bad
day 20 — the one that broke your heart the hardest
day 21 — someone you judged by their first impression
day 22 — someone you want to give a second chance to
day 23 — the last person you kissed
day 24 — the person that gave you your favorite memory
day 25 — the person you know that is going through the worst of times
day 26 — the last person you made a pinky promise to
day 27 — the friendliest person you knew for only one day
day 28 — someone that changed your life
day 29 — the person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to
day 30 — your reflection in the mirror
Mona Johannesson photographed by Jimmy Backius for Fashion Tale, Fall/Winter 2010
..I’ve got a saddle, well ..i’ll go buy one!! =)
tumblrbot asked: WHERE WOULD YOU MOST LIKE TO VISIT ON YOUR PLANET?
impossible to pin down one place that would capture all the beauty I’d hope to see and feel… I’d like to backpack through Europe and dive into waterfalls in Austria..I cannot choose, nor will I. Someday, I will just DO.
No longer am I waiting for direction..
I think aimless is far more suitable in the state I’m in.. I don’t like decisiveness.. I want to like everything and anything..whenever and where ever… that is the only thing I’m sure of…
