— Beth Ditto (via floranymph)
I’m actually so irrelevant online, I’m not sure why anyone would even bother to send me anything. I’m honored. LOL
I didn’t realize people still sent anonymous hate on Tumblr. LOL.
I feel so lost lately. It’s not necessarily bad. It just feels like I’m floating around. I’m not sure what to make of it.
Don’t tell me to calm down when it is my minority being attacked. Don’t tell me that it’s not a problem when you’re not the one living as me. Don’t tell me that racism does not exist, the people are not racist, when you have not experienced it yourself. Don’t tell me that the world has come so far when there are still women being underpaid, stereotypes, and misrepresentations all around the world. Don’t tell me how to feel or how to act when you are the one who doesn’t have to be in my shoes.
You make me hate me.
I have not cried in a long time. It’s a little reassuring that a tear can still roll down my cheek.
I put my guard up. I say it doesn’t hurt me, that I don’t care, that it doesn’t affect me. You think I’m not afraid of anything, that I’m carefree and wild. But on the inside, I’m breaking. A simple word snaps my heart in two.