May 2010
103 posts
“If there was a poor family in Kentucky, and the father ventured to California to find a job to support them, he’d be a hero. What’s the difference here? Only that somebody drew a line in the sand.”
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Bob Kee of the Samaritans (a migrant advocacy organization)
(via t r u t h o u t | Arizona’s War on Immigrants)
(via savagemike)
“
Dear Dr. Tiller,
The one year anniversary of your murder is coming up in about two weeks. May 31, 2009. I can’t believe it has already been one year. It’s weird that so much time has gone by. It seems like not that long ago I was crying at your vigil. At the same time, it seems like four lifetimes ago. I don’t tell people anymore, “Oh, just get to Wichita. Just get to Wichita. Don’t worry about anything else.” I can’t tell anyone that and women have babies now. Dead babies. Severely deformed babies. Moms have died. I have gotten used to that fact. Depressing, right?
” —The Abortioneers (via sluthaditcoming)
“It has been said, time heals all wounds. I do not agree. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens, but it is never gone.”
—Rose Kennedy (via whatisforever)
Only on a roadtrip with my family do hear "Mom, do you mind if I take off my pants?"
Also, lines from the movies Napoleon Dynamite and PeeWee’s Big Adventure have been quoted several times.
You Are My Sunshine
Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash playing You Are My Sunshine
Please don’t take my sunshine away.
You’ll never know dear how much I love you….This song holds very special significance for me so I was thrilled to hear Johnny Cash sing it….and any excuse to dedicate something to you sweets, my love xxx
My Chick Bad(Ft. Nicki Minaj)
Ludacris
Ludacris=ARBLudacris ft. Nicki Minaj-My Chick Bad
Not ashamed to admit this is my current jam.
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My chick bad, tell me if ya seen ‘er
She always brings the racket, like Venus and Serena
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Couple girlfriends and they all a little crazy
Comin down the street like a parade…Macy’s.
GivesMeHope.com
I need to figure out this "sleep" thing.
Apparently, taking the dog for a 20 minute walk in the rain then coming home and cleaning the kitchen while listening/dancing to Jay-Z is not the best way to prepare yourself for it.
Truthful Tuesday
I’m terrified of becoming my grandmother.
She’s been here in Wichita for the last few weeks from Tulsa where she lives with my my uncle. She’s only 62 years old and will not be able to stay by herself much longer. She’s just mentally unstable.
She raised four kids, by four different fathers, on her own. She worked at Walmart for over 20 years. She now is not able to work and has no way of supporting herself.
She’s worse everytime I see her. She used to be so creative, so incredibly talented. I was extremely jealous of her abilities. She painted, she would make all of her grandkids Halloween costumes, and she made beautiful jewelery. Basicly, she could do anything. Sometimes she will be sitting in her chair knitting and she will just stop, like she’s completely forgotten how to do something she’s done for over 40 years. The vibrant, loving, selfless woman I once knew is disappearing.
You know how on medical history forms that you have to fill out at the the doctor it always asks if there is a history of mental illness in your family? Well, there’s always a box for yes or no but never an undiagnosed box, which would be a large portion of my family. So, yeah, I’m scared.
“The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.”
—ee cummings (via rosasparks) (via manspeaker)
“The majority of us lead quiet, unheralded lives as we pass through this world. There will most likely be no ticker-tape parades for us, no monuments created in our honor. But that does not lessen our possible impact, for there are scores of people waiting for someone just like us to come along; people who will appreciate our compassion, our unique talents. Someone who will live a happier life merely because we took the time to share what we had to give. Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have a potential to turn a life around. It’s overwhelming to consider the continuous opportunities there are to make our love felt.”
—Leo F. Buscaglia (via merrifulrhino, via quote-book) (via aerissa, julie911) (via akaperdant)
Also, don't be modest
Modesty is nothing more than polite self-doubt.
BE CERTAIN.
Every step you take, mean it.
And if you’re not sure and really are uncertain, PRETEND.
Fucking fake it.
“Nobody can give you freedom. Nobody can give you equality or justice or anything. If you’re a man, you take it”
—Malcom X (via fuckyeahmachiavelli) (via colincurtis)
A grocery store employee just asked me if I needed help...
on the cookie aisle. I was dumbfounded.
If there’s one thing I know, it’s cookies.
“…in his Mother’s Day proclamation in 1979, President Carter wrote: “In this time when the family is subjected to many new pressures, the job of nurturing future generations is often both more difficult and more important than ever.” And it’s as true today that proclamation as it was 31 years ago. Really, one person cannot do it alone. And for any of us who think we can or should, we should just get over it. We all need the support of someone in our lives. For as singularly as important as my mother has been in my life, there are so many other women who have also played significant roles in my development. The new perspectives that I learned from teachers and co-workers has really helped to shape me, too. So it doesn’t always have to be a mother or a grandmother. We each have those people in our lives who have given us a sense of ourselves by giving us a piece of themselves.”
—Michelle Obama, in remarks during a Mothers Day Tea at the White House (via apsies) (via savagemike)
“So I wait for you like a lonely house
till you will see me again and live in me.
Till then my windows ache.” —Pablo Neruda (via pufflepie)
till you will see me again and live in me.
Till then my windows ache.” —Pablo Neruda (via pufflepie)
Facebook is good for something.
My uncle, whom I rarely speak to, just randomly sent me this text: “I was just looking at your pics on your facebook profile. Do you realize how pretty you are? Really. You are a beautiful young woman.” Very rarely am I complimented so this totally made my day, which had been incredibly shitty until now.
Truthful Tuesday
I’m an incredibly negative person. I really am. But deep down in my dark, cold heart I still believe that I will one day find that person I’m supposed to be with. That one person that will show me, for the first time in my life, what happiness feels like. What it feels like to be loved. To love.
So, I haven’t given up. Yet.
“But what troubles me is when I hear people say that all of government is inherently bad. One of my favorite signs during the health care debate was somebody who said, “Keep Your Government Hands Out Of My Medicare”—which is essentially saying “Keep Government Out Of My Government-Run Health Care Plan.” When our government is spoken of as some menacing, threatening foreign entity, it ignores the fact that in our democracy, government is us. We, the people—We, the people, hold in our hands the power to choose our leaders and change our laws, and shape our own destiny. Government is the police officers who are protecting our communities, and the servicemen and women who are defending us abroad. Government is the roads you drove in on and the speed limits that kept you safe. Government is what ensures that mines adhere to safety standards and that oil spills are cleaned up by the companies that caused them. Government is this extraordinary public university—a place that’s doing lifesaving research, and catalyzing economic growth, and graduating students who will change the world around them in ways big and small.”
—President Obama (via azspot) (via manspeaker)
What I want to say to my closest friend when I tell her that I'm lonely and depressed and she tells me she understands is
“What the fuck do you mean you understand? You understand what it’s like to go to bed alone every night and want more than anything to have someone there when you wake up? You understand that your closest family member is 3 hours away? You understand the fear of never having children or a family of your own? You understand the complete frustration of a job that grinds you down more everyday? No, you don’t fucking understand. You have been married to your husband for almost ten years now. Yes, your husband does occassionally travel for work, but is never gone for more than a week. You have two beautiful little girls and will have another in just a few months. Every time I talk to you you tell me about how much fun you had at the zoo with your kids that day or about the next vacation you are planning. So, no you really don’t understand.”
But all I really say is “Thank you.”
You know how some people say "My grandma makes the best chocolate cake" or meatloaf or whatever?
My grandma just offered me a Pop Tart and a Dr Pepper. That’s the closest she’s ever come to “cooking” a meal for me. And that does not bother me in the least.
I just freaked myself out. I was in the shower and when I turned off the water I heard a man clearing his throat. Turns out it was Bruce Willis and I had just left the tv on.
Also, that movie so came on while I was in the shower. I was totally not watching it beforehand.
