Self-transformation is vital.
Submit to it. Become the basin of pain that echoes the shifting of your bones, and the wet percussion of your own blood.
Emerge from the steam of your old meat, glittering and unconquerable.
Stevie Nicks was the first woman I ever heard say she had chosen not to have children because she cared more about her career. The first that ever warned me men might not like it if there are things more important to me than they are. The first that ever said that that was fine: sometimes, you have to leave them behind. Wherever she goes, she surrounds herself with girls. “I can’t imagine you in a bathing suit,” someone says in an interview for Rolling Stone, when Stevie says she likes to play in the pool in her backyard. “Yeah, well, you never will,” Stevie says. “There is never - ever - a man in the backyard. If there is, he is banished to the front of the house.” Men don’t get to look at Stevie Nicks unless Stevie Nicks wants men to look at Stevie Nicks. In her songs, even when she’s talking about how she has to change, she proclaims her power, her ability, her worth. She is a queen, she is a witch, she is a dragon, she is in control. She isn’t polite. She’s competitive. She’s bossy. She claimed all the things the men around her claimed — she spent as much money as they spent, had as much sex as they had, was as reckless as they were, stood at the front of the same stage — and never questioned that that was her right. The world tells us women are there for men, but despite all the boyfriends and the jokes about how she’s so easy and the sex-symbol status, she isn’t there for men at all. She does it without ever giving in to the men that dismiss her. She’s emotional. She’s dramatic. She raises her voice as much as she can. She thinks she’s pretty, she thinks she’s a star, and when her fans crowd up to the edge of the stage, crazy, she welcomes them, with open arms. She revels in it. She’s too much of a girl for you? She revels in it.
(Source: oliviavonhexe) —
so !! many !! emotions !!
I”m so sorry sweetie. I hope they locate it soon. May I just say that I really am proud of you for how you handled this situation…from how you dealt with the catcallers to avoiding a panic attack. I love you and hope this is resolved immediatement.
thank you, lauren. i really appreciate this. i was so needing to read something like this at the moment. i love you.
"Nope," I whisper as I exit out of a fic with no paragraph breaks.
i feel like i’m third-wheeling with my friends sometimes, #lol
I don’t care if he’s a foot taller than me, I think I can take him
every short person ever (via luvr4photography) —
been working on this piece the whole day and i love the way its coming out