June 2012
- *listening to One Direction*
- Me: What makes them beautiful?
- *repeats lyric*
- Me: So not knowing you're beautiful makes you beautiful? I will never asks these guys their opinions on beauty.
May 2012
Apparently Rumpelstiltskin was making another deal with Cinderella because he knew she was lying about the twins and said it’d be all right if after having Alexandria that she could pay her debt by him getting her pregnant with his child…
I won’t write fan fiction but apparently fan fiction happens in my dreams.
Okay, internet. Ready, set, GO.
This is pretty much all I read. My sisters is all like “I have to go to the library”…sucker.

i kind of never want to post anything on tumblr because it is really upsetting to me when people drool all over white feminist bullshit and white trans bullshit and white anarchist bullshit and occasionally reblog pictures of POC to ostensibly make them look like less of a racist shit or something (I SEE YOU) but totally skim over reading the giant article about how US troops are still running military “exercises” and raping people in the philippines and how folks in the philippines are resisting and protesting and being silenced by the US controlled/pandering/puppet government.
i bet y’all didn’t even know that the US military was in the philippines. i bet you didn’t fucking know that they never left. and you don’t care because it’s not relevant to you and i am consumed daily with the knowledge that i am a product of white sexual colonialism.
and i’ve been thinking about whiteness and sex a lot lately and how i don’t know how to handle knowing that people i’ve dated and fucked once did and still tokenize and exotify me and what it means that i exist because of this exact dynamic. and also how i feel extremely uncomfortable in situations where i’m someone’s only POC friend (because i am light skinned and mixed and less threatening to whiteness!) or their first nonwhite partner/fuck/whatever which was way too many of my relationships in high school and i really wish still wasn’t a thing that i have to think about. and how i’m aware that people may use their relationship with me to mentally justify/excuse/dismiss/ignore their racism.
i’ve been having anxiety attacks for weeks thinking about this and being surrounded by white people who don’t get it and won’t get it and will never fucking shut up. i want to stab everyone who says the phrase “eastern culture.” i want to kill every orientalist exotifying piece of shit. i want to make every white boy with an “asian fetish” eat his own bloody testicles. i want to strangle the white trans and cis men who raped me. i want to cut my father’s dick off and mail tiny pieces of it back to him. i want to gouge out the eyes of anyone who has ever called me or anyone their asian friend, asian girlfriend, asian boyfriend, asian good at math friend I AM NOT YOUR FUCKING FRIEND
I HATE WHITE PEOPLE.
I HATE YOU SO MUCH.
I HOPE YOU’RE UNCOMFORTABLE RIGHT NOW.
I HOPE YOU THINK I’M TALKING ABOUT YOU.