this blog went from aesthetic to activism and spoonieisms
Its nice that we get to die someday. Imagine being immortal and suddenly you remember all the emberassing things you did in the last 2000 years. Horrible
Me, as a vampire: oh geez
Friend: What’s wrong
Me: Just remembered that time in 1654 when the tavern maid said “Enjoyeth thy meal!” I replied with “Thee as well”
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a msg to u from the dog that finally learned how to give me the dang ball
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I don’t think people realise how easy it is to feel ugly when you’re South East Asian.
I know so many popular East Asian bloggers, who always get so many notes because of how elegant and refined and. Pale. They are. Those are standards most of us can never achieve. I’ve never seen a selfie set of a southeast Asian girl break 1k: but I’ve seen plenty, and I mean plenty of pale East Asians break 3k easy.
I know East Asian bloggers who go on about racism against East Asians and act like it’s universal. I know some who will talk about East Asian racism but never breathe a word about racism against southeast Asians.
I know East Asian bloggers who literally don’t follow any South East Asians. The ones who say that it doesn’t matter because “we’re all East Asian!” Technically. Or those who act like we’re a different breed and a different species.
I wonder if most East Asians know that their beauty standards get passed down to our countries. I wonder if they know how it hurts a lot of us.
So I’m giving a shoutout to every southeast Asian girl. Every one of you,if us, deserves to feel pretty.
I’m talking about the Indonesian gals with broad noses. The Malay girls who wear Tudung and are mocked. Chinese Singaporeans who are still not “Chinese enough” for mainlanders. Filipino girls who feel guilty about their curly or frizzy hair. Indian Singaporeans who are feel like they need to be pale to be worth something ( you don’t). Thai girls who are told their country is only good for farming rice. Myanmar girls who get asked mockingly if they’re domestic workers. Even if you are, there is no shame in that. Every Cambodian girl who felt bad about having thick lips. I know I left a lot of people out, and I’m sorry. But if you’re reading this and haven’t seen yourself here - you are just as worthy and my spirit and strength and good wishes are with you
You are all beautiful. Every single one of you. We are all beautiful. It’s hard to see it and it’s hard to feel it sometimes but we are. You are. Every one of you. Pride to our people!
I have never seen a proper positivity post for southeast Asian girls by a southeast Asian girl so could you please reblog this? I want any southeast Asian girl seeing this to know I love them
I’m South East Asian (from Indonesia). It’s the first time I see positivity post for south east Asian and this post makes me happy. I was born with thick eyebrows, slanted eyes, & pug/flat nose , now I’m happy with it. To my south east Asian fellows, it’s great to be happy with how you look like. It’s also great to be happy with something else, like, what you’re good at or what you like to do or what you’ve done so far as long as it doesn’t harm others. It’s great to embrace who you really are.
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♡ ＣＨＩＬＬ ＷＡＶＥ ♡
“do you ever sleep?” do i give off the impression/vibe/aura of someone who ever sleeps
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yo being black and depressed is hard as fuck. being black with anxiety is hard as fuck. being black with a chronic illness or disability is hard a fuck. everybody expects you to be ‘strong’ at all times and no one sees black people as complex or nuanced enough to be capable of suffering. no one ever thinks we could possibly need help. and if you’re a black woman, the moment you stop thinking about others and try to tend to yourself you’re a selfish lazy ungrateful bitch.
support black people, esp women, who need help. don’t just call us strong or tell us we’ll get through it, help us. protect us. uplift us. allow us to be beings capable of suffering. give us the same space you’d give white women to express our pain and be there for us like you would for anyone else.
don’t just like this, reblog it!
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step right up step right up all of you with chronic illnesses! The new handy dandy Amazing Miracle Cure suggested by the Helpful Neighbor, the Caring Co-Worker, the Concerned Relative who asked “How Are You” during a moment of weakness when you slipped and answered truthfully—
You think you’ve heard it all, but I bet you’ve never heard this one before…
*drumroll*
Go to the grocery store, SNIFF A LEMON, and you’ll “feel all better!”
Tune in next week— or maybe even tomorrow— for the next surefire cure to make everything better, brought to you by your Seatmate For a Five Hour Flight, yoga, aromatherapy, the “cut out whatever you’re eating” diet, and that classic hit single, “Oh Fine (although really I’m not), How About You?”
Now Go Forth and Sniff Lemons.
[Apologies to caring friends who really are trying to help us when we’re being cranky and defeatist. Support is support, even if we respond to “Just Do Such And Such” suggestions with tepid enthusiasm or muffled screams. Putting up with our venting is a tremendous help, believe me.]
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the two bad fatigue moods:
- gets super emotional, cries over the smallest things, empathetic™, can’t handle anything, irritable, overstimulated™, anxious
- can’t feel anything, barely able to think, apathic™, can’t relate to anything, emptiness™, can’t cry, slow™, dissociating
I’m just happy to see you 😏
[Doctor voice] I see here you’re in a lot of horrible, chronic, day to day pain but….have you tried….advil?
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