“I no longer have patience for certain things, not because I’ve become arrogant, but simply because I reached a point in my life where I do not want to waste more time with what displeases me or hurts me. I have no patience for cynicism, excessive criticism and demands of any nature. I lost the will to please those who do not like me, to love those who do not love me and to smile at those who do not want to smile at me. I no longer spend a single minute on those who lie or want to manipulate. I decided not to coexist anymore with pretense, hypocrisy, dishonesty and cheap praise. I do not tolerate selective erudition nor academic arrogance. I do not adjust either to popular gossiping. I hate conflict and comparisons. I believe in a world of opposites and that’s why I avoid people with rigid and inflexible personalities. In friendship I dislike the lack of loyalty and betrayal. I do not get along with those who do not know how to give a compliment or a word of encouragement. Exaggerations bore me and I have difficulty accepting those who do not like animals. And on top of everything I have no patience for anyone who does not deserve my patience.”—Meryl Streep (via maddierose)
you will keep your mouth shut every time fat women are used as the punchline of a joke and are denied access to clothing brands and healthcare and are treated as disgusting but someone says “skinny shaming isn’t on the same level” and you’re up in arms because “stop making people feel bad for their bodies, thin women don’t DESERVE to be shamed!!!” (not like fat women, right??? everyone sees you, fuck you)
Men who can’t cook, clean, or even do their own laundry are not “cute” and “in need of a woman to care for them”. They are spoiled brats so dependent on gender roles that they never bothered to learn the minimal skills to take care of themselves.
i like wearing lipstick because you leave marks on literally everything omg. kiss a boy’s cheek? my boy now. drink out of a cup? my cup forever. don’t even think about having coffee out of that thing. it’s like marking your territory
I can tell that I’m starting to become more social in general, and I’m really glad that that’s happening. The only issue is that I don’t know who to or how to talk to people I haven’t talked to in so long. I don’t know if any of them would have or engage in an actual conversation with me, so I don’t bother. Such is life.
I would welcome it like an old friend that I loved. I would welcome it like a fall or winter drizzle during a 6 a.m walk. I would, above all else, welcome it without explanation. And that bothers me some times.
Two more weeks until my birthday beach camping trip. Thank god.