They Call You A Monster With A Sneer On Their Lips Like Just The Thought Of You Is Bitter. They Say It

They call you a monster with a sneer on their lips like just the thought of you is bitter. They say it with a grin of fake fondness, a joke that you’ve never laughed at. They say it and it doesn’t bother you. Nothing bothers you anymore.

You were a child once. You were a child with golden hair and wide, hazel eyes full with excitement and wonder. Once you wore a smile on your mouth that wasn’t twisted by madness; it was easy and joyful because the world hadn’t crumbled in on you yet. You were sunshine and warmth before they stripped you of your youthful innocence and left you raw and hurting.

You think about how you’ve always had more tears on your cheeks than a smile gracing your lips. You think about how you know the taste of blood in your mouth, the crunch of your own broken bones, the raw flame of being torn apart from the inside out. You wish you could forget.

You’ve been screaming since you were small and you’ve never stopped.

They think it’s a war cry and you don’t tell them differently.

You’ve torn yourself into pieces to try and keep people who don’t want you. You’re used to the ache of broken promises, familiar and old as time. You do not break your promises. You expect others always do.

You were gentle once. A baby bird had fallen from a tree and you placed it in a shoe box. You couldn’t leave it because it’s helpless cries reminded you too much of yourself. You stroked its tiny head and nursed it back to health and set it free. It flew away and you were jealous. You’d been wishing you had wings for years.

You are too much and the world hates it. You hate it too. There’s too much feeling in your chest for your brother, for your cousin, for two boys who trust you to protect your lives and all you can think is “I will do for you what I cannot do for me”.

You keep your promises and you bury your pain. You let them call you monster because it’s easier. You let them call you soulless because it’s easier. You would much rather see their hatred than the pity you know would come in it’s stead.

-you’re not a monster, you’re a shield, c.k.b.

irish petnames you all deserve to know

maoinín » Little treasure, darling

meanmarc » Object of desire; favourite, darling.

leannán » Darling, sweetheart; favourite

rúnach » Darling, sweetheart

cograch » Confidant; sweetheart

ainsín » Darling

treiteall » Favourite, pet (also means warrior lol)

ansacht » Love; loved one

grianán » Loved one, darling

muirnín » Beloved, sweetheart

Normal Horoscope:

Aries: The past stains us like errant ketchup. It only stays with us if we do nothing about it.

Taurus: Always be kind. Being gentile at your own discretion.

Gemini: The star I asked for your horoscope gave me a twix so I think thats good. I think the twix is for you.

Cancer: Seek out the nearest shipwreck. The answers will be found within.

Leo: We all have a natural instinct for this sort of thing. Trust yourself. The parts of you that never speak often know the most.

Virgo: Theynever left. They got better at hiding. Leave the lights on.

Libra: Sentiment and memory is all that is left. Those can be painfully physical can’t they?

Scorpio: A bag of grapes, a slingshot, and a crowded wal-mart make for excellent entertainment if that’s your sort of thing.

Ophiuchus: Your choices are yours alone. This is important to remember, especially when not making choices.

Sagittarius: Important is a matter of perspective. You are important.

Capricorn: The art doesn’t care if you enjoy it or not.

Aquarius: Pay attention to the thoughts that float by like butterflies. Their beauty is delicate and temporary.

Pisces: A sour mood makes a sour day. Relish it.

The Afghan girls robotics team was denied entry to US. They’ll watch their robot compete over Skype instead.

The all-girls robotic team from Afghanistan that was denied a visa to enter the U.S. will have to watch their robot compete over Skype from thousands of miles away instead, one of the competition organizers said.

The team of six teenage girls had planned to compete in FIRST Global Challenge, an international robotics competition that will be held in Washington, D.C., in July — but their applications for seven-day travel visas were turned down by the state department twice, Forbes reported.

Roya Mahboob, Afghanistan’s first female tech CEO and the woman who organized Afghanistan’s robotics team, said the girls “were crying all the day” when they first heard their visas had been turned down again, Forbes reported. Read more (7/3/17)

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bitchnuggetsam

7 years ago

Listen I’m bi as Heck and as much as I love girls, I also love boys? Boys are amazing and pure and liking boys is a wonderful feeling? I never see a lot of posts talking about cute boys so

Some Boy Aesthetics™ I’m in love with include:

Their tired grins? Have you seen a cute boy grin when he’s tired? Life Changing

Sleeves rolled up to forearms is all good and Well but also when they have Sweater Paws in their hoodies or jumpers? Makes the tallest of them seem so smol? I’m lov?

When they run their hand through their hair and it sticks up in places and it looks So Good

Collar Bones

Soft pudgy stomachs they absolutely make me melt

When ya boy gets flustered A++ Bonus points if he giggles Boys giggling is Everything

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bitchnuggetsam

9 years ago

Honestly, I can’t wait until the high school productions of Hamilton start going up.

I can’t wait to see all these shows put on by young people with multiracial Hamiltons and hijabi Elizas, a Native boy playing George Washington and a South Indian girl workin’ it as Angelica.

When young people of color all over the country get to embody the narratives they learn in history class, that’s when this story will truly belong to all of us.

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bitchnuggetsam

8 years ago