Use both headphones
left: the weeknd
well, here we go again.
good holy shit or
A great holy shit. That was amazing
Shit, thank you !
Holy mutherfucking shit
crying, oh fuck
If I was okay would I have fucking tried to kill myself?
Denice Frohman - “Borders” (WoWPS 2014)
"She’s learned enough English to translate for her parents, but says that her thick accent is still a problem she tries to fix by leaving in her locker."
Our first ever viral poet! Performing at the 2014 Women of the World Poetry Slam, where she took 3rd overall.
Ethan Smith - “A Letter to the Girl I Used to Be” (CUPSI 2014)
"In therapy, you said you wouldn’t make it to 21. On my twenty-first birthday, I thought about you. You were right."
In honor of International Day Against Homophobia and Transphobia, here’s a stunning piece from Ethan Walker Smith, performing during the Best of the Rest on CUPSI Finals Stage.
does this even make sense or
dear straight people,
aye yo tumblr, we need to talk about how this slam poem will fucking change your life
"make up is false advertisement!"
"i view women as products"
Some women display themselves as such. I avoid those women.
"as a man i can confirm this"
- Me: So, let's say that you're at school and you see a guy you know. I mean, you guys talk every once in a while and he's pretty cool, but you're not like friends or anything. You just talk to him every once in a while.
- Guy Friend: What's his name?
- Me: I don't know. Frank?
- Guy Friend: No.
- Me: Okay, fine. His name is Will. Okay?
- Guy Friend: I don't think it really suits him, but okay.
- Me: ...So anyway, you're at school during lunchtime and you see Will. So, you notice Will's not eating anything. That's when you realize that Will has no lunch, no money for lunch, and no way of getting either. He's just sitting there like he normally would. He's not acting any differently and he's not asking anyone for anything. Not money, not a fry, not even a salt packet, but you know he's gotta be hungry. So, what do you do?
- Guy Friend: Do I have any money?
- Me: Yeah. You have enough for you and another meal.
- Guy Friend: Duh, I buy him lunch.
- Me: Okay, cool. So, like you said, you buy him lunch. You buy your lunch and you buy his lunch and you go over and hand it to him. And, he says, "Wow. You know, that's really nice of you, but I wasn't gonna ask anyone for lunch. I was probably just gonna wait until I got home to eat." And, then you say--
- Guy Friend: Nah, it's cool.
- Me: Exactly. You say, "Nah, it's cool. I'm just being nice. It's a gift." And, Will says, "You know, that's awesome. You're really nice, bro." And, after that, you guys start hanging out. You guys are like really good buds. You are always hanging out and laughing and just having a good time. So, you guys are friends for a few months, and it's tons of fun. Then, one day, you go up to Will and you say, "Hey, Will, you know, I've been thinking, and I kinda want that five bucks."
- Guy Friend: What five bucks?
- Me: Hold on. I'm getting there. So, Will says, "What five bucks?" To which, you reply, "Well, we've been hanging out for a long time and it's been really fun, but like, I've done a lot of really nice things for you. Like, I'm always nice to you and I always listen and do things you wanna do, so I was thinking that because I've been so nice, you should pay me back that five bucks I spent to get your lunch right before we started really hanging out."
- Guy Friend: What? Why would I--
- Me: I'm not done yet. So, then Will looks kinda hurt and he says, "But I thought you were just being nice. I thought that was just a gift." So, you say, "Whether or not it was a gift, don't you think you kinda owe me that five bucks since I've been so nice to you?" And, Will says, "No. I don't think I owe you that!" And you get mad, so you say, "Well, I think that you do, so I think you're being really shitty and stuck up about this and I feel like I've been completely wronged."
- Guy Friend: Oh, my God. That's so fucked up of me. I would never do that to Will. Will was nice. We were buds. That's way screwed.
- Me: I know, right? Hey, just wondering, have you ever heard of this fictional place called "The Friendzone?"
- Guy Friend: Well, yeah, but...
- Guy Friend: ...
- Guy Friend: ...
- Guy Friend: oh
Yes but enough men that every girl is terrified of smiling to that guy on the bus or talking with the boy in the coffee shop. Every girl has been walking late at night at one point and been afraid of who might be following her. Every girl has referred to someone as a “creep” and every girl has refused a drink from someone she doesn’t know.
Not all men.
But enough men that all women are now afraid of most men.
It’s gotten so bad that we have to be afraid of even telling you we are afraid. We can’t ask that you please stop talking to us. Because if we do we run the risk of being labeled a “stuck up bitch” and blamed for murders and rapes in which we are the victims.
So we speak to you with body language that we hope you’ll understand. We cross our legs and look out the window and wear giant headphones that are giant signs that subtly read “DON’T TALK TO ME!” But you insist on ignoring those signs because you have it in your head that our body language doesn’t mean anything. That our bodies aren’t our bodies.
Not all men.
You can start fucking saying that when all women can stop being afraid. But that’s not gonna happen if every man a women opens up to about this issue dismisses her by saying “Not all men.”
unofficial letter to the skeezball at work all men.
THIS THIS THIS OH HOLY GOD THIS(via whatdykeslove)
Sebastian Stan | By: Nigel Parry