the stylish image

i’m in my prime,
not withering and old.
but i refuse to play
your wicked games any longer.

i know this tether is unbreakable,
but you make me feel like i’m interchangeable.
you drew a target on my heart,
when did this become fatal attraction?

i don’t have the strength,
the energy,
nor the patience
to be held hostage by your love.

so baby please don’t despair
when i say that
i’ve found the courage to
let you go.

you were never meant to be tied down in the first place.

—  believing i could love you was my mistake, c.j.n.

Partners in crime.  | for @julietta-gg  ♥


Dumping Stardew Valley stuff! Featuring: 

• I Was Trying To Design A Swimsuit For Penny Then I Gave Up.

• Dana likes melons

• Sk8ter Boi 

• I wish I had Damian’s body (drawn from photo reference of models who can wear a cartoon T-shirt and baggy pants and still look stylish)

• High res images of art from a while ago, because I don’t like the way Tumblr squeezes the images.

GOT7 working in a bakery

Mark - the ‘face’ of the shop. Works behind the counter, wooing customers into buying the entire cake rather than just a slice of it. Keeps a bookmark folder of cake recipes and designs on his phone that he thinks Jaebum will like

Jaebum - the manager and head baker because I’m a thirsty hoe and needed to imagine him shouting orders in the kitchen #sorrynotsorry. Specialises in hand-making tiny cake decorations. Enforces the ‘clean up as you go’ rule with an iron fist/spatula

Jackson - in charge of bread making. Comes in at 5 am every morning to start and always stays behind late to help prepare for the next day. Sometimes works with Mark behind the till, charming women and men alike. Has ‘WANG’ printed on his apron (obvs)

Jinyoung - keeps the accounts. Is sometimes drafted into the kitchen on busy days. Burns everything to a crisp but covers it up (literally) with artfully placed icing sugar in order not to be scolded by Jaebum

Youngjae - designs new cakes for birthdays, weddings e.t.c. as well as managing their website. Under the ‘employees’ tab on the webpage, lists Coco as the ‘Big Boss’ and the others as Minions 1 to 7

Bambam - waits the few tables they have inside the shop. Contrary to his stylish image, diligently cleans up after customers at the end of the day, sweeping crumbs away with a passion. dat boi always sweepin. y u gotta?

Yugyeom - confuses sugar with salt on the regular. Always, without a doubt, ends up with flour on his face, even if not working with flour that day. Frequently comes in early under the pretense of baking practice, but actually just doesn’t want Jackson to be lonely


It’s impolite to stare. But when it comes to severely injured soldiers, maybe we don’t look enough; or maybe we’d rather not see wounded veterans at all.

That’s the message you get from photographer David Jay’s Unknown Soldier series. Jay spent three years taking portraits of veterans returning from the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan, but before that — for nearly 20 years — he was a fashion photographer. His stylish, artful images appeared in magazines like Vogue and Cosmopolitan.

“The fashion stuff is beautiful and sexy — and completely untrue,” he says.

Truth became the focus of Jay’s work for the first time about 10 years ago, when he started The SCAR Project, a series of portraits of women, naked from the waist up, with mastectomy scars. Around the time he was taking those photos, he was also trying to comprehend the news coming from Iraq and Afghanistan.

“We hear about ‘this number of men were killed’ and 'this many were injured,’” Jay says, “and we think of them — maybe they got shot — or we don’t really picture what these injured men look like.”

It’s Not Rude: These Portraits Of Wounded Vets Are Meant To Be Stared At

Photos: Courtesy of David Jay/Unknown Soldier

<p>Maybe because I grew up in a working-class, coloured community, where butches and femmes were an ordinary expression of sexual identity, I was confused by the controversy when I later encountered it in the women’s community. Every lesbian of colour I knew recognized Audre Lorde’s crisp butches and fluttery femmes in her book Zami: A New Spelling of My Name. Cheryl Clarke’s Althea and Flaxie spoke out for those of us who recognized our desire and the choice to embrace our complexity. They are the power couple who aren’t afraid to be women of a different stripe. They don’t see identity as a singular thing - girls one way and boys another. They mix up what it means to be women in ways that create dramatic tension and intrigue us.</p>

<p>…Femme and butch manifestations are often more muted in the upper classes as well as among younger and middle-class lesbians, but the impulse to those identities is often there. And even those not identifying as either butch or femme benefit from the space made in our culture by those identities. The working-class and ethnic roots of the femme-butch experience create a more immediately gratifying experience; it is a stylish, vibrant image that reflects the flamboyance of survival, the heat of lesbian erotic desire, and our loud demand for respect.</p>

—  Jewelle Gomez, Femme Butch Feminist