snapshot poetry.

thebeardedlady:

I hate this, like alot. I have always wanted to be a great person, I have always felt petty and small for things that I think and feel, and I have spent a lot of my life ignoring or erasing feelings that I have towards others because I wanted so badly to follow conventional wisdom. 

Y’all I am fat and hairy and brown and I always have been. and up until a few weeks ago I think I was still neck deep in being a teen girl ( I swear to god it felt like it would never end, but I”m so glad I’ve moved into pollination , I was getting so overwhelmed.) 

Most likely because I never allowed my self to process the inherent truth that everyone around me was looking and talking about me and what a freak I was. Everyone except literally two people, were shit to me. Even people who I traded deep deep secrets with would shit on me from time to time. 

It is inherent in the expierance of living as a survivor of oppression to have other people talking a bout you, and it is valide, important, and healthy to talk about other people. 

beyond that creative ideas aren’t happening in a fucking vacuum, who are you having ideas about if not other people? And your going to pretend that you can reasonably have that idea without knowing the people its about or for? Sounds like a white colonial male supremicist to me.