I am either dating no man or ten men right now. 9 of them are confusing. I keep hearing "Women are so complex" in my imaginary ears but I honestly find myself to be simple and they complex (the hetero-cis gendered ones. This is my personal blog. Don't ask me to make it gender inclusive).… Continue reading The Romantic Life
This is me and my cat. He ruins my curtains and I let him out on the balcony even after he tries to climb the railing. I am hoping I do not become absentminded one day and leave him out for three seconds only to find him a splattered mess sixteen stories below. But you can… Continue reading Me and my Cat
First, I think we have to know what Fast Fashion is. Fast Fashion is essentially the mall industry of H&M, Forever 21, Zara, TopShop, and any other mass-produced mall brand catered to teens and twenty-somethings. Fast Fashion is also known as the throwaway industry. The cheap industry. The "Ugh, it's already ripped!" industry. It is… Continue reading Explaining the Concept of Slow Fashion
Every time I tell somebody just a snippet of my life story of being abused as a child they always give me the sympathy, "Oh I'm sorry" cards. I think I get their intentions, but honestly... to me it's really annoying! Why do I have to be reminded that there was something to be sympathetic… Continue reading 5 Good Things About Being Abused as a Child!
10:21am Milennial awakens. Milennial does not know concept of privacy or morning routines. Let's post this thought on Facebook. 11:03am Still on Facebook. Posts selfie. I am so pretty. Caption reads: "Here is me next to a bird man stabbing a helpless creature, at MIT." I am so pretty. 11:31am Goes down to get tea.… Continue reading I’m fucking addicted to Facebook. Ode to the Facebook
At the beginning of college I majored in Psychology. Actually no, at the beginning of college I actually did major in Physics. I went to a rural college in Northeast Missouri (Truman), and even got accepted into the STEM program with a group of ten or so select women from the entire region's set of… Continue reading On Becoming a Feminine Physicist/Thinker
Ah hum. The pretty face, the pretty face. I suppose I use it for its reason. I am a big fan of juxtapose. My insides, they are not so pretty. But I like to perfect the outer shell as I am. To trick people! Catch them in their act. Assuming me to be as pristine… Continue reading The Pretty Face
This is my bathroom. As you can see I like to simultaneously be Hoe Slut Princess Bitch creative genius at the same time. I have dried flowers in an empty recycled water bottle to the left. Somehow they worked out to be that way without even my intentional magic. Although when I move them to… Continue reading Decor