photo from 1933 of a mass protest against nazi germany by jewish new yorkers.
I am trying to see things in perspective. My dog wants a bite of my peanut butter chocolate chip bagel. I know she cannot have this, because chocolate makes dogs very sick. My dog does not understand this. She pouts and wraps herself around my leg like a scarf and purrs and tries to convince me to give her just a tiny bit. When I do not give in, she eventually gives up and lays in the corner, under the piano, drooping and sad. I hope the universe has my best interest in mind like I have my dog’s. When I want something with my whole being, and the universe withholds it from me, I hope the universe thinks to herself: "Silly girl. She thinks this is what she wants, but she does not understand how it will hurt.
Blythe Baird, Theories about the Universe (via staininyourbrain)
I’m stuck between wanting:
1. A long lasting relationship with my soulmate who supports me and protects me and is my partner and we are completely bad ass together and in love
2. Wanting to have casual sex and rip out the heart of everyone person I meet
3. Being independent and having a loyal dog while I’m married to my career
sorry i’m late, professor. im disenchanted with the human experience and waking up every morning thrusts me into an instant existential crisis
I sometimes wish I was really famous but then I remember I’d have to be a role model and I’m always really really inappropriate at the wrong times so probably best I stay irrelevant to the world
fuck this ill date myself damn
can we please stop lauding ad campaigns as ~radical and progressive~
they’re only parroting social justice causes and concerns to make you give them your damn money