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Junko Shimada (2009)
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EAT ALL YOUR RICE OR YOUR HUSBAND WILL BE UGLY
Eat all your rice or your husband will be ugly
We eat vegetarian food, we’re Buddhists
Not junkies
Drink the soup in the dumplings
It’s good for your skin
Don’t forget to say "Xie Xie" to Ayi who cooked it and
Eat black sesame, it’ll keep your hair Heise
When mom drinks boba, she thinks its better to drink it ‘Taung’ not ‘Leng’
In the mornings dad makes premade Bao Zi and boils herbs
You cover your nose because you think it’s retched
Little do you know
Being jian kang is one of the luckiest things in the world
So, quanbu he diao because mom doesn't like when you waste food
Even the Pei Pa Koa when you get sick
Black herb-y honey-like reliever
It doesn’t make sense to a lot of Americans, but
If you know,
You know
You can only eat the oranges after you��ve worshipped your ancestors
Learn your manners!
Mom teases me to get buddha’s belly
It sounds silly, but
She says to eat your bok choy so you have better luck
And that drinking hot water is the answer to all things,
“FUCK YOU!”
Is what you say when you stick your chopsticks straight into the middle of the bowl
instead of gently to the side
or on the top
And eat all your rice,
Because if not,
Your husband will be ugly
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Translation
Xie Xie = Thank you
Ayi= Aunt
Taung= Hot
Leng= Cold
Bao Zi= Bun/Dumpling
Jian Kang= Healthy
Quanbu he diao= Drink all of it
Pei Pa Koa= Asian Tyloneol made out of herbs
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Dust, Gas, and Stars in the Orion Nebula by NASA
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rotten teeth
losing you feels like losing everybody i’ve ever lost all over again
the cycle never ends
you bite me in my sleep
make love to me hard and deep
i ask you if you can make the bed and run to the smoke shop to get me a new piece
you’re back in 2 seconds
then we’re on the train tracks fucking violently
it feels like having a cavity ripped out of ur teeth
it’s rotten
it hurts
it’s a chasm
a black abyss
of bloodied gums
and zipped dick
just like keith
the sun and moon become blocked out and i can only feel my rotten teeth remaining
sometimes it cracks breaks when i grind them together like a grinder with weed
sometimes i don’t think about it
and the sounds r just silence deafening in the key of C
sometimes all i hear is radio silence
like the blurry words they say in the background on the news on TV
sometimes i slide my tongue across that fake tooth
and remember when u wore my white hello kitty glasses at the evergreen
cemetery
it’s all like a dream
you told me you would have killed your self without me
so i sent someone to check on you
cuz you said you’d jump off buildings
they just had to b a certain feet
i told you i would kill myself if you died
some days it feels like i already did
so many parts of me are gone and now i have to find other people to have our parties with me
i wish i could have told you i loved you one more time
held your face in white room light
i wish you would understand how beautiful u were to me
from the beginning
to u sweeping all the poop under my desk from all the mice scurrying underneath
to you washing my feet
you got so sick of the mice being in yours
you put peanut butter and baking soda on everything
the last time i see you is today
february 15th
i had moved out just a month before
we talked about playing chess and smoked but you didn’t have the game board
you were zooming everywhere in that purple wheeled skateboard
creating your own roads in your own world to ride on
you asked me if i could just stay
after pushing shoving and choking me
i said no
you made me say okay
when i tried to leave you told me to make you some fucking breakfast
lox butter bread brie cheese
i gave it to you and i didn’t see you eat
i walked away and said in my heart a goodbye, solemnly
you called after me asking for a kiss
i said no but u had to insist
push me down to the bed
rub your body against my black and white silk dress
i say no
you say yes
you tell me you know i like it
you say it’s my kink
now i walk through himrod street
picturing your body slumped over
over a tattoo table
holding your machine
sucking the hole in my teeth
cuz things keep getting stuck in it
the things i don’t need
the terror the malice
heart slashing words
violence
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sorry your kid wouldnt stop naming pokemon in order so we had to flatten em into a sheet of lasagna
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society is actually wrong. u can like poem and talk about it to ur friends
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Addiction is a disability.
And we as a society should look at addiction from the perception that it is a disability and not a moral failing.
Because there are some people more likely to get addicted than others, and we should not judge them for whatever mental or physical health issues that influences their chances of becoming addicted to substances.
-fae
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Kiss me like this....
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cotton candy dreams
cotton candy
melts in my mouth
sugar’s so sweet
but it’s time to wake up
it was just a dream
dissipate
disappear
disappoint
u don’t love me
make fun of my clothes
the way i present
when u just wrote me a song
breakfast and head
when im with u im soaring
like wings of a dove
when im with u im soaring
when push comes to shove
i wake up
i wake up
i wake up
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and i always tell u that you’re everything i’ve dreamt of
but in a real person
you fill the gaps where i find balance in
you know you check every box
you do the laundry
i’ll fold your socks
i do the dishes
you sweep and mop
you say we’re damaged yet you say we’re perfect
you ask for a riot just to prove that it’s all worth it
you say you’d rather argue everyday than have peace as long as it’s me you’re arguing with
so let’s go for a ride on the merry go round
we go around and around and around
in circles
love and hate
big debates
cotton candy dreams are dreams
but dreams come true
because i can touch you
and keith knows you’re real so you must not be
a carbon copy — you must be real , not fake
you must be my dream
come
true
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JENNIFER’S BODY 2009, dir. Karyn Kusama
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"I Loved You", Alexander Pushkin (translated by Antony Wood)
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Ocean Vuong, On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous
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@fairycosmos / Comic by @shhhitsfine / Comic by @incendavery
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10 minutes in heaven
chasing that feeling i felt with you
inhaling
to touch you
exhaling
to realize you’re
not there
It only lasts 10 minutes
and it’s expensive.
it hurts my lungs and
soot’s all over my fingers
i barely hear ringers
My lips are burnt
Its you I still yearn
and my phone screen’s cracked.
the brass sticks into my skin
like rusted safety pins
i feel like a teenage dirtbag
replaying all my sins
it’s almost 11pm
I ask you if we can have a party
With all the headlights off
And just the Christmas lights on
And i'll wear something cute for you
Just to turn you on 
just to take it off
And we sit on the unkempt leather bar stools side by side
where i taught u how to whistle for the first time
we’ll play slide til midnight
And you’ll teach me how to fart through my armpit right
at 3 in the morning
we make our own handshake
I let you make most of the choreography
because I tell you over and over again
you’re so god damn bossy
you said you’d put a million balloons on a house and fly
anywhere with me
carl and ellie
matching chairs
painted seats
it’s 6 in the morning now
and
the sun turned on
do you still see the carpet moving by itself?
do you still hear the mice?
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unlearning how to love you is like unlearning how to walk, one foot in front of the other where do i put all of my weight? or is it spread throughout my two legs evenly, distributed with ease? how do i not miss the shape of your lips, the curve that they have how u can fix almost anything and fall asleep anywhere
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