An Open Letter to the Creeps Who Tried to Follow Me Home

An Open Letter to the Creeps Who Tried to Follow Me Home

Hola Creeps,

It’s me, the girl you tried to follow home a little after midnight just a week ago.

I was driving home with my window down, as I do even when it’s hot and I’ve got the A/C running, but especially on nights like Wednesday when the air is that perfectly-warm-with-a-cool-breeze temperature and already smelling dewy and fresh. I was listening to Elizabeth and the Catapult’s “Someday Soon

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People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that’s what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life.

edgebug:

instead of watching the 50 Shades trailer, why not just make awkward eye contact with a total stranger at the grocery store for a solid 2 minutes and 34 seconds? you get the same skin-crawling, uncomfortable feeling but without the shitty writing, terrible acting and massive dose of rape culture

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A Social Proposal

At the start of the year, I declared an intention to curb my enthusiasm at the library. Last fall, I’d frequently found myself perusing the shelves only to bring home not a manageable two or three books, but a fat load of six, seven, or more. The trouble is that when you often work from home, you don’t usually want to stay home after 5:00. And when you spend the majority of your days working and…

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You are good. But it is not enough just to be good. You must be good for something. You must contribute good to the world. The world must be a better place for your presence. And the good that is in you must be spread to others.

     No one before Bernini had managed to make marble so carnal. In his nimble hands it would flatter and stream, quiver and sweat. His figures weep and shout, their torses twist and run, and arch themselves in spasms of intense sensation. He could, like an alchemist, change one material into another - marble into trees, leaves, hair, and, of course, flesh.  
     -   Simon Schama’s Power of Art. Bernini

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