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Caitlyn says that we can’t name our child Ethel-Rose but she also says that we have to call...

Caitlyn says that we can’t name our child Ethel-Rose but she also says that we have to call our baby Noah regardless of whether they are a boy or a girl so how am I supposed to trust her with any of the decisions of the household???? What if she tries to call all of our babies Noah???? What if we say “Noah” and twelve heads look up at us??? Why do we have twelve children in the first place???

Azra, are there certain words that just do you in? Like, someone could say just them, and you'd be all honey in their hands? Those are two of mine: Honey, hands. Spine. Quiver. Rind. Salt. Underbelly. (Just typing this is slowly killing me.)

Mmmm: baby, languidly, holy, shiver, please, survive, hollow, undo. Use any of those in a poem and I’m all yours. I’m all trembling with it. 

Hand Between Legs, Malcolm Liepke (2013) / 505, Arctic Monkeys...

Hand Between Legs, Malcolm Liepke (2013) / 505, Arctic Monkeys (2007)

Why do men call women "crazy"?

'Women hear it all the time from men. “You’re overreacting,” we tell them. “Don’t worry about it so much, you’re over-thinking it.” “Don’t be so sensitive.” “Don’t be crazy.” It’s a form of gaslighting — telling women that their feelings are just wrong, that they don’t have the right to feel the way that they do. Minimizing somebody else’s feelings is a way of controlling them. If they no longer trust their own feelings and instincts, they come to rely on someone else to tell them how they’re supposed to feel.' - Harris O' Malley (it's an article for the Washington Post if you want to read it.)

If a boyfriend attacks you once and he accepts responsibility, do you think it’s okay to stay and give him another chance? Do you think people can attack you JUST once?

NO. Baby, no. He could get down on his knees and beg you, grovel, sob and cry and you should still not stay. It does not just happen once. It happens again, and again and he will say sorry again and again and you will stay because you’ll keep telling yourself it’s a one time thing. The thing with something like that is, if you see it as an isolated incident, you’re ignoring the underlying issues behind the incident. Your boyfriend hurt you because something inside of him thought that it was acceptable. That isn’t going to go away. Please, if there’s ever a piece of advice that you need to listen to it’s this one: leave him now. It’ll be painful but in the end, it’ll be good for you. 

can everyone stop what you’re doing and appreciate my new mobile aesthetic because I think...

can everyone stop what you’re doing and appreciate my new mobile aesthetic because I think it’s rad!!

me last year: on my way to hotness, a little mentally unstable

me last year: on my way to hotness, a little mentally unstable

me this year: hot as hell, completely off the rails

Azra, what's your view on long distance relationships?

Good! Work hard on them. Be honest. Communicate. You’ll be golden.

"In this dream, we are baking cherry pies.We are baking cherry pies in the middle of a sunlit..."

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In this dream, we are baking cherry pies.

We are baking cherry pies in the middle of a sunlit kitchen and leaving them to cool on the windowsill. 

I want to say that there is sunshine spilling everywhere.

I want to say that it’s falling out of the gaps between your teeth because it probably is.

How could it not be? 

In this dream I put my mouth on your mouth and try to catch all of that happiness with my tongue,

we play soft music that sounds like sighing 

and I breathe like a paper bird rustling 

against your tongue. 

Did I say that there is a meadow in my stomach?

Did I tell you that you were every flower inside of it?

I don’t know, it doesn’t matter. You knew,

how could you not? 

In this dream, you are probably licking my fingertips clean,

and we are dripping cherry jam on the counters. 

In this dream we are dancing barefoot on a wooden floor,

tangled so far inside of each other like knitting string. 

I am kissing your shoulders 

and paying special attention to the dusk setting in your hollows. 

I am sticking my fingers in your belly button,

and your ears and right there, where you’re all ribs. 

In this dream, we are belly full, 

I’ll kiss your knees and I’ll stroke your hips,

I’ll comb your hair.

In this dream, we sit side by side and hold hands

and knock our bodies like bowling pins. 

In this dream I’ll feed you cherry pie with my fingers,

you’ll kiss me with your mouth wide open,

we’ll taste that sweetness everywhere,

how could we not?

”

- Azra.T., “Cherry Pie Daydreams”

I’m aimless, heading toward nowhere at the speed of lightStill...

I’m aimless, heading toward nowhere at the speed of light
Still dreamless, not that you’re gone I think I lost my fight