Better get my shit packed for Hogwarts the train leaves tomorrow
Two of my book stands with books, of course. And a few pictures of me and my children, and me and my nieces. My mother’s senior picture (b/w, third shelf on the left), taken in 1960 is very special to me. She was hot. The book with the torn binding on the top-right shelf was my grandfather’s Baptist Standard Hymnal. He had more than one. I grabbed the well-used copy. The amber-colored dish in which I keep all of my bookmarks was one of my grandmother’s candy dishes. The mask is from my trip to The Gambia, West Africa in 2011. The family statuette was a housewarming gift from my mother in 1997.
Writing this has evoked some feelings and some memories. Life and love.
love the stories behind the shelves. thanks, angimia!
this website SAVED MY BRAIN when i was a stressed out college student. quite a few of you are still suffering through college so i hope this helps you too!! c:
Colleges don’t offer this as a major so what’s the fucking point
I was at Walgreens buying my brother a birthday card. An elderly woman was also in the aisle. She said “can you believe they have wedding cards for two men and look even two women!”
But she then said “I’ve seen so many changes in my 80 years, it’s wonderful how things are moving forward.”
[internal tears of joy]
She then mentioned that she didn’t know any gay people but that everyone should be treated like they would want to be treated. I smiled and said “you know one now” and pointed at myself. She smiled, patted my shoulder and said “now I do”.
On 9th August 2014, unarmed 18 year old Michael Brown was shot by police officer Darren Wilson in Ferguson, Missouri, sparking social unrest that continues to this day. Here is a petition to prevent police misconduct.
I’ll respect your opinion as long as your opinion doesn’t disrespect my existence.
THIS PHRASE SHOULD BE WRITTEN EVERYWHERE AROUND THE WORLD.