eminem. coffee in the afternoon. pretty boys. slut shaming. long runs. quantum physics. ripe papaya. not giving a fuck. summer. long boarding. collodion. free people. beach sand. sunsets. new york city. foul language. clever rhymes.
|parent:||why hasn't ____ been round lately? I thought you were friends|
|me:||well they turned into a cunt|
|what you said was:||"i don't respect women who don't respect themselves"|
|what you meant was:||"i and society as a whole hold women up to ridiculous respectability standards directly relating to the "purity" of said women while hypersexualizing them at the same time and if you are a woman and don't fit my awkward monolith of criteria then i refuse to acknowledge your humanity"|
|what i heard was:||"hi i'm a misogynist piece of shit, please punch me in my face"|
I think what moving to New York does is when people move here they find themselves and what you discover is you’re always looking back. You know, looking back to your previous life and having to reckon with the fact of your history and your upbringing. Because this environment, it’s so stimulating, so unnatural and unusual that it really created this kind of dissonance. I think that’s healthy. And I think my writing has become more personal since I’ve been here, because I’m always in the environment and the public you know. I don’t have any privacy, you know, I’m always surrounded by millions of people. So, I think that condition makes you look inward.
- “Sufjan Stevens Says Stuff Surrounding Seven Swans: Bringing It All Back Home,” CMJ Alert, Issue No. 860, April 12, 2004 (via paradoxicalsentiments)
It bothers me when people hate on the humanities because it doesn’t give definite, axiomatic answers. Maybe I’m not dogmatic enough, but who’s to say the current system of science is even conducting experimentations and theoreticizing in a way that is leading us close to ‘truth’? I mean, biologists, physicists, chemists alike are taking epistemological license.