thinking of actually coming back here so i can post my unhinged thoughts without them being ‘cries for help’ lmao
Anonymous asked:
do you ever miss being with women? i used to live for your posts about the threesomes or just you generally being interested in other women. the things you’d write about your experiences were arousing yet very sweet.
glad to see you happy regardless though, of course. 💕
i miss it all the time & hate that i even have to miss it.
thank you for this sweet lil message tho 💗
this last year of my life has been transformative. everything I wanted is everything I have: a home with my sweet love, a classroom of my own, a date set for the wedding of my dreams. some days it doesn’t feel quite real, and others, i’m disillusioned and dissatisfied.
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it’s literally thursday and im being so brave about it
Girls will be like Idk why im so unproductive recently and then you ask whats going on in their life and they list eight lifestopping crisies and then say 'yeah but i should be fine :/ '
I was very sad about bell hooks dying a few weeks ago. I talked about how much her work impacted me, how ‘Teaching to Transgress’ informs my own educational philosophy, and how there are still so many of her books that i wanted to read, so he bought them. a lot of them. & all of Baldwin’s work too. i feel so seen & loved.
I love being a teacher.
even if its hard
even though i’m exhausted
i love these kids with my whole heart and i love guiding their growth and inquiry.
finally, essentially, ultimately by seye isikalu
models ; mulan itoje & haruna jebak
make up ; giselle alie
I’ve been on tumblr for 13 years.
I started my first blog when I was 14, and though i’m rarely on here anymore it still feels like home. I grew up with so many of you. Became friends, went on vacations with, and dated people I met here…it’s a bit surreal honestly. This site was once an integral part of my life and now its like a ghost town. I still follow some mutuals on instagram, but there will never be anything quite like tumblr at its peak. I’m older now, and i’d like to think that i’m wiser. I’d never bear my soul to the internet the way that I used to, but its still comforting to come here at times. To feel like everything, yet nothing has changed, if only for a little bit.
I’ve decided to be proud of who I used to be, instead of cringing in disgust. I was open and vulnerable and raw. I gave myself whole to a world of strangers and was embraced, loved even. I made beautiful connections; tho they’ve since fizzled out, they still shaped me. I started this blog as a depressed teenager; I never thought I would see 27. Now i’m here and I’ve truly never been so happy.
To those of you who have seen me at my worst: thank you for being a part of this journey 💗
we’re happy as hell
I love my ring; it was made just for me
now we have a family heirloom 💙
how it started….how it’s going :)
got engaged in the orchard with the bees & butterflies and the most beautiful ring to the most wonderful man. I’ve never been so happy 💗
still in love, so in love.
there is something sacred in choosing love. in partnership.
abandoning childish constructions of relationships to build something real. something solid.