selfless, cold, and composed.

Samantha and other variations of that. Art lover and creator. Sometimes NSFW 18+


I was a mad woman, I wanted California to fall into the sea, and I wanted to fall in with it, to be swallowed by a thing so big, so huge, so utterly enormous that I would disappear into absolute nothingness. I wanted to see it heave and slide and fall with the greatest roar and rumble the world had ever known, and I wanted to go down with it, because once I went down with it , I wouldnt have to think about how scattered were the fragments of my life and mind. If the fragments wouldn't come together and function for me, then let them fly apart, scatter, and be gone weightless throughout the universe. Let freedom reign. Let nothing matter. That was my belief.

pastel-gizibe:

socialjusticekoolaid:

HAPPENING NOW (9.24.14): The situation in Ferguson is escalating quickly. Protests continue, following this morning’s burning of a Mike Brown memorial, and another frustrating Ferguson City Council meeting.Looks like the same “antagonize over de-escalate” tactics are back online. Prayers to all those out in the street of Ferguson right now fighting for their right to exist. #staywoke #farfromover (PT IPT IIPT III)  

Bringing back the dogs, choppers, charging the crowd, attempting to bottleneck protesters into an area, AND live shots possible fired into the crowd… what the ever-living fuck is Ferguson PD trying to do?! We’re a month and a half into this saga, and they still don’t know how to de-escalate a situation. Pray y’all. That might be all we got right now.

Don’t let this die.

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youngblackandvegan:

the older i get

the more i realize the value of privacy

of cultivating your circle and only letting certain people in

you can be open, honest, and real while still understanding not everyone deserves a seat at the table of your life

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Arcade Fire

—We Exist

radtracks:

we exist // arcade fire

maybe it’s true
they’re staring at you
when you walk in a room

(via loveyourchaos)

These are forms of male aggression that only women see. But even when men are afforded a front seat to harassment, they don’t always have the correct vantage point for recognizing the subtlety of its operation. Four years before the murders, I was sitting in a bar in Washington, D.C. with a male friend. Another young woman was alone at the bar when an older man scooted next to her. He was aggressive, wasted, and sitting too close, but she smiled curtly at his ramblings and laughed softly at his jokes as she patiently downed her drink. ‘Why is she humoring him?’ my friend asked me. ‘You would never do that.’ I was too embarrassed to say: ‘Because he looks scary’ and ‘I do it all the time.’

Women who have experienced this can recognize that placating these men is a rational choice, a form of self-defense to protect against setting off an aggressor. But to male bystanders, it often looks like a warm welcome, and that helps to shift blame in the public eye from the harasser and onto his target, who’s failed to respond with the type of masculine bravado that men more easily recognize.