oop i got all creative on yours

asians aren’t clear-cut
you say,
“they’re all smart”
“of course you got an A”
“i want your brain”
not knowing that if we don’t
hell will claw from hands
weary with working since birth
in the form of words that
tear down dreams to replace it
with aspirations that don’t belong to us
because we love them and respect them
we have to pay them back, right?
we owe everything to them, huh?
why does it feel like we’re personal
moneymakers and not children?
from the moment we are born we are
destined to make others proud
from the moment we are born we are
fed by their validation (and rice)
and expectations are put on us before
we can speak
and we have to get good grades
and we have to be smart
or else, what use are we
than to be machines?
cut off the circulation to your imagination
and fill your mind with cold calculation
you won’t find casual conversation
and light family affection
the only things in this house are locked doors
our lives are filled with contusions as discipline
and blatant insults meant to be “tough love”
and the omnipresent “not enough” belief
it’s hiding our hurt because they won’t handle it
it’s hiding who we love because they don’t
get it and they won’t want to because
they want generations ( i don’t, can’t, won’t)
and if they do find out, it’s trying again and
again to get them to love you
or at least think you’re worth something
and if love isn’t a problem
it’s the intellect we have to –
must be – born with
we are no different
than others except.
i guess we are.
just don’t hold us to a pedestal
most of us are barely clinging onto
and it’s comparing, comparing,
comparing to everyone else
we have to be “better”
what does that mean?

and, and!
asian women are not women but
small petite things meant to satisfy
your sick fantasies that don’t
meet reality
spoiler: not all asians fit into the
same, tiny size

and, and, and!
asians don’t exist to entertain
you through cartoons
and make you think because of that
you’re qualified in the art of asian culture!
you’re almost as delusional as
the people who think asian girls are
tiny dolls
you don’t see that we’re more than
animations - there’s more
you don’t know a thing
about the culture carved in our heads
you don’t have a clue
about how our suffering is punctuated
with fear-riddled silence
you don’t know one iota
of what it’s like
to be asian

—  2.8.17 // #41 - pride and shame are two sides of a foreign coin

I love Animal Crossing so much because there is so much you can do with it… You never beat the game, you can always start something new. You can be SO creative with your town and do pretty much whatever you want, and that’s a beautiful thing. With a bit of time and effort, your town can be anything you want. You can be as creative as you possibly want, or you can leave your town exactly how it is. No one can tell you how to make your town, it is yours. You have a whole little world all in such a small device and that is truly magical.

Halloween #1 - Lara (POV) / Sam - SFW

Completed in 29 minutes.

The first of three drabbles (got to break it down into bite sizes these days) in response to a prompt someone gave me: “Prompt! Lara, Sam, Min and Bree at a Halloween Party! But oops, Lara and Min wear the same costume… What happens next is up to your creative mind I guess (If you ever decide/get time to write this Halloween prompt)”

Set after The Dreaming. 

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