Freedom tastes like ash on my tongue. It tastes like blood and bone and the death of my people. It sounds like the screams that accompany my memories in the darkest corners of the night.
I have no name. They took it away. I have no home, no country, no place to call my own, no land to leave my mark on. They destroyed it.
And I will destroy them. You may laugh since I am a woman. Weak. Exploitable and entirely forgettable. But I have a will of my own. I will set them on fire. And watch them burn. As I did. As we still do.
My anger is destroying me.
Adapt or die.
We scared of almost everything, afraid to even tell the truth
So scared of what you think of me, I’m scared of even telling you.
Satire???
A friend of mines asked me a few minutes ago: “What kind of writer?” After I told him that I want to become a writer.
I responded with: “Short satire type stories and novels.”
What the fuck does that even mean? - I thought.
Oh, I know. A few months ago I saw this interview with Seth MacFarlane and they said his work is satire. I googled it and Wikipedia told me: “In satire; vices, follies, abuses, and shortcomings are held up to ridicule, ideally with the intent of shaming individuals, and society itself, into improvement. Although satire is usually meant to be funny; its greater purpose is often constructive social criticism, using wit as a weapon.”
And well; the story is self explanatory and I’m bored.
The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy.
We have all the answers to the world online and we’re still asking stupid questions.
Read.
Spend more than 5 seconds on a page.
Once you stop learning, you start dying.
I was fighting a small fight of my own which wasn’t leading
anywhere—but like a man with a bent spoon trying to dig through a
cement wall I knew that a small fight was better than quitting: it
kept
the heart alive.
(via henrycharlesbukowski)
Do this,
do that.
Finish this,
finish that.
Life is a hamster’s wheel until you fall off.
I’m tired of people constantly posting stuff talking about how much good writing is posted on tumblr. “it’s like O-M-G, soooo good that it makes me not want to contribute to tumblr anymore.”
I sit here thinking about my favorite writers and how nobody on tumblr touches their greatness.
Stop cleaning the rug in front of the people you think are tumblr famous.
This blog is gonna change.
Imma show y’all motherfuckers how to really write.
Arrogant much? :) you’re a good writer but everyone has a different process. You need to learn to give a little credit to people for taking the risk and doing something as adventurous as writing. It’s unfortunate that your favourites are not tumblr-known but you can’t really afford to begrudge the people who are, or are on their way to becoming. it’s unhealthy, unbeneficial and will threaten to damage your own writing process. Seriously, bro, I’ve been there. It’s not the best place to write from. And on a conclusive note, it’s your attitude not aptitude that will determine your altitude. PeaceNot arrogant; tired of all the fake words that are becoming poster child’s for tumblr. I don’t care too much about my altitude. What I do want is for people to appreciate substance instead of trends, to speak instead of be spoken to, lead instead of follow and create instead of duplicate.
Maybe you should start caring. Maybe in that way you can be the change you want to see. See all this talk, its just big fart and no shit. Let’s see you lead, bro, because goddamn it you have it in you. This rebellious cause, this defiance, put it into action, man. For example, gather your numbers, your people, like-minded tumblr-ers and crew and start a phenomenon of your own! Start a group, start a tagging system that follows your principle of writing…that will promote the principle you share with others. Tumblr is a huge site, man. Create your own niche here. You can do it. Seriously.
You’re totally fucking right Broseph!
“Big fart no shit.” - Funny.
Good looking out, you gotta spit the truth to get the truth.
I’m tired of people constantly posting stuff talking about how much good writing is posted on tumblr. “it’s like O-M-G, soooo good that it makes me not want to contribute to tumblr anymore.”
I sit here thinking about my favorite writers and how nobody on tumblr touches their greatness.
Stop cleaning the rug in front of the people you think are tumblr famous.
This blog is gonna change.
Imma show y’all motherfuckers how to really write.
Arrogant much? :) you’re a good writer but everyone has a different process. You need to learn to give a little credit to people for taking the risk and doing something as adventurous as writing. It’s unfortunate that your favourites are not tumblr-known but you can’t really afford to begrudge the people who are, or are on their way to becoming. it’s unhealthy, unbeneficial and will threaten to damage your own writing process. Seriously, bro, I’ve been there. It’s not the best place to write from. And on a conclusive note, it’s your attitude not aptitude that will determine your altitude. Peace
Not arrogant; tired of all the fake words that are becoming poster child’s for tumblr. I don’t care too much about my altitude. What I do want is for people to appreciate substance instead of trends, to speak instead of be spoken to, lead instead of follow and create instead of duplicate.
I’m tired of people constantly posting stuff talking about how much good writing is posted on tumblr. “it’s like O-M-G, soooo good that it makes me not want to contribute to tumblr anymore.”
I sit here thinking about my favorite writers and how nobody on tumblr touches their greatness.
Stop cleaning the rug in front of the people you think are tumblr famous.
This blog is gonna change.
Imma show y’all motherfuckers how to really write.
