Liminality Redux

Musings of queer dyke mama life in the Pacific North West.

The idea of being your past is unbearable as I only ever thought of myself as your future.

“The atoms that make up your body were once forged inside stars, and the causes of even the smallest event are virtually infinite and connected with the whole in incomprehensible ways.”

—   Eckhart Tolle (via liberatingreality)

One day I woke up next to you and you were different. As close as we were physically, you were a million miles away.

It was like you had already made up your mind you were leaving, but you’d forgotten to tell me you’d changed.

—   Change (via ashrenaef)

Now I know why they name hurricanes after people…..

“Honey you were every star in my sky, and that is where I went wrong. Because you were all of them, it makes it near impossible to look at the night sky without seeing your face. And that’s the thing about putting somebody first, making somebody your everything. It means you are already teaching them you come second, but you don’t. Honey tonight I really miss you, if I could call you I would tell you how I wish you had stayed. It wasn’t supposed to end like this, you were supposed to stop me from leaving, but this isn’t a fairytale this is real life. And unfortunately in real life we aren’t star crossed lovers, we are just two people who are very good at making each other unhappy. But baby I really did love you, they’ll tell the story of us long after we’re gone.”

—   It was a star crossed love (via ashrenaef)


Why Breaking-Up Fucking Sucks, From the Perspective of Our Tandem Bicycle” by Andrea Gibson

What you first saw was the only thing real, what you first saw was love.

(via andreagibsonfan)

“Some people will never understand
the kind of superpower it takes for some people
to just walk outside.”

—   Andrea Gibson (via the-name-is-max)

(Source: the-bravado-club13, via andreagibsonfan)


from: the nutritionist.


from: the nutritionist.

“I’m yours, but you’re not mine.”

“You will never feel closer to death, than when you’re crushed by a heart that you trusted.”

—   William Chapman (via williamchapmanwritings)

“it seems like a hundred years have passed since the last time we were talking happily and i don’t want to miss you but i find myself catching myself when i’m about to say your name like when someone says something that reminds me of you it drives me crazy i’ll be driving and all i think about is how i remember telling you i was learning how to when i first started and wouldn’t it be crazy if someday the car goes into a fucking ditch because when i’m supposed to be maintaining a legal speed and calculating how much time i’d need to brake safely i’m adding up all the times i thought we were right for each other and dividing them by the way we fell apart and i see equals equals equals a big fucking mess that you chose to walk away from”

—   Kayla Kathawa - i’ve already crashed and i didn’t need a car to do it (via ninakathawa)

“It hurts. It hurts really badly. Maybe it’s just because it’s late. Maybe I’m just overemotional right now. Maybe you slipped yourself inside of my soul and built all of these aching memories and left yours there too, because you don’t seem to care at all. And that hurts. Jesus Christ it hurts so badly. And I’m sorry that I couldn’t be enough.”

—   Kayla Kathawa - I’d have done anything  (via ninakathawa)

“So I’m smoking cigarette after cigarette until my chest hurts more than my heart.”

—   hearts break (via ashrenaef)

"My response to the “I am not a feminist” internet phenomenon….

First of all, it’s clear you don’t know what feminism is. But I’m not going to explain it to you. You can google it. To quote an old friend, “I’m not the feminist babysitter.”

But here is what I think you should know.

You’re insulting every woman who was forcibly restrained in a jail cell with a feeding tube down her throat for your right to vote, less than 100 years ago.

You’re degrading every woman who has accessed a rape crisis center, which wouldn’t exist without the feminist movement.

You’re undermining every woman who fought to make marital rape a crime (it was legal until 1993).

You’re spitting on the legacy of every woman who fought for women to be allowed to own property (1848). For the abolition of slavery and the rise of the labor union. For the right to divorce. For women to be allowed to have access to birth control (Comstock laws). For middle and upper class women to be allowed to work outside the home (poor women have always worked outside the home). To make domestic violence a crime in the US (It is very much legal in many parts of the world). To make workplace sexual harassment a crime.

In short, you know not what you speak of. You reap the rewards of these women’s sacrifices every day of your life. When you grin with your cutsey sign about how you’re not a feminist, you ignorantly spit on the sacred struggle of the past 200 years. You bite the hand that has fed you freedom, safety, and a voice.

In short, kiss my ass, you ignorant little jerks.”

—   Libby Anne (via coachk13)

(Source: dumbledoresarmy-againstbigotry, via sorayachemaly)