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New photos on my flickr! I took these pictures last Sunday of a band called The Deaf. I met some of the bandmembers back at Sziget festival in Budapest. There were also some other people who were also at Sziget. It was great seeing them again.
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Just got back from Zwolle. I’m super tired, but I wanted to write this before things slip off my mind after a night of sleep.
Last summer at Sziget, I met some amazing Dutch artists. Got very lucky because me and my friend Thuy slept in the same hotel. We got backstage passes and had an amazing week. This evening, some of the people I met there were performing in Zwolle. Thanks to Hans, me and Karin could get backstage and it felt a little bit like I was at Sziget again. Everyone was so kind.
When I’m around people who make music, I feel like I have found my people. For me, it just confirms that I want, no, NEED te become a singer. I mean, it’s not even a decision. It’s not like I decided one day “hey I want to sing”. As long as I can remember I’ve sung. Now I’m more certain than ever that this is what I need to do in with life. But how do I get noticed?
The energy I see when people are on stage… I look at them and I think, this is what I want to do! After a performance everyone is smiling and having fun. Not taking life too serious. Filling empty vodka bottles with beer for the ride home.
Wish I could write more, but I’m not good at finding the right words. So I’ll leave it at this. Oh, I took some pictures too so I hope they’ve turned out alright. Now it’s really time for me to sleep. Bye!
Everybody wants to go fast, but they can’t compare
I don’t really want the rest, only you can take there
I don’t even know what I’m saying
But I’m praying for you
Lana Del Rey - American
I’ve been following the US elections all night. I am so happy Barack Obama has been re-elected.
For months I have been in fear, because I thought Mitt Romney was going to win. I had been reading here on tumblr all the misogynist, homophobic and racist shit the Republicans had been saying.
I can’t understand how in a country as the United States of America these things can still be an issue. But now there has been taken a step forward. We’re still not there, but we’re going in the right direction. I have hope.
Maybe it’s strange that the politics of a country I am not even a citizen of affect me so much. But when some white men talk about “legimate rape” it hurts me on a very personal level. I won’t deny that I have had tears in my eyes of anger. And I was scared, so scared, that if Romney would be elected, so many women would have had taken their rights away. A women should decide for herself what she does with her body. If she wants an abortion, that’s okay, if she doesn’t, that’s okay too. Birth control should be accessible. Putting the blame on victims of rape should stop.
I am not very eloquent and can’t put into words exactly what I want to say. And obviously, I’m pretty tired too. What I am trying to say is that I’m happy because this is a step in the right direction. We’re far from there, but now I have hope that one day, we WILL get there.
BUNNY BUNNY HERE’S A BUNNY BUNNY BUNNIES EVERYWHERE ALL THE TIME ALL DAY
YES THIS IS A GOOD POST
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Victims of Amherst College’s rape cover-ups and the disgusting things said to them
Photographs by Jisoo Lee
Project by It Happens Here — Dana Bolger, Kinjal Patel, Sonum Dixit
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Do you know that feeling when your phone goes off and you think you have a text? Exactly at a moment when you’re feeling shitty. And then you think of that one person. If that one person was sending you that text you know you would feel so much better. Because that person is the only one in the world that could lift your spirits no matter how shitty you felt.
And then it turns out that your phone is just out of battery.
Headaches. Severe headaches. The past few days consisted of headaches that hurt so bad it made me nauseous. But one positive thing: I don’t sleep as much during the day anymore. Today I even got out of bed at 10 AM. It’s been a long time since I got out of bed before noon.
Today didn’t go as planned, resulting in a meltdown this evening. It’s all these little things during a day, that go different then I though it would go, it all piles up and at the end of the day… BOOM. Error in my brain. Panic. Tears. And when it’s over… headache.
This is something that happens when I stay home all day. Even on a day when practically nothing happens, it’s too much to me. So how would it go if I was actually going to school right now? Well, it wouldn’t go. That’s why I’m not going to school this year. I’d be having multiple panic attacks even before I’d actually set foot in the building.
And if I would even make it inside… All these people. And it’s like they’re all staring at me. Their eyes go right through me.
In class you have to stay focused. You have to know the right answer. Your intelligence is constantly tested in a room full of strangers. I try to keep as quiet as I can, be as invisible as I can be. And when a word leaves my mouth, it’s wrong, it’s all wrong, FAILURE!
I live in a country full of opportunities, but there’s one problem in this system: you have none as long as you don’t have an education. They need proof of you intelligence. And intelligence these days involves social skills. You must be able to sit in a room full of strangers and be comfortable. I can’t. For me it would feel like the building is on fire and I have to run for my life.
When will it get better? Therapy got me this far. Five years of therapy. I’m done with it. So many people telling me what’s wrong with me and how to fix it. I really tried. I really really really tried. But looking back I see that I pushed myself too far. I fell over the edge, into the ocean. It’s really hard climbing back up when the waves of the sea are crushing against you, pulling you further down. I’m tired of keeping my head above the surface to catch my breath. Sometimes I want to give up. Stop breathing. Let my lungs fill up with water and slowly descent to the bottom of the ocean.
I la la la love you (at least I think I do)
“I love him”
Bjork - Pagan Poetry
Sometimes, out of nowhere, one can feel so lonesome. A sudden emptiness comes over me and makes me stop and notice every detail around me. In the silence I hear my own breathing, I hear my sighs. All I’m doing with my time is waiting for the days to pass by.
Then I go back to distracting myself, to stop myself from thinking about it all. What I fear the most is the the future, because I fear I don’t have one.
"I wish we were strangers, and in all the excitement, we’d fall in love."
Only ever in dreams I wrap my arms around you…
I know that they say that all I want is to have fun
And get away for rainy days
I know that they think I’ve come undone, but I’m in love
I wanna run, run, run away
I’m leaving, are you coming with me?
Let me take you out of this town
Let me do it right now, baby
Dancing til the dawn, staying forever young
Let’s get out of this place
‘Cause you’re starting to waste
Within this teenage wasteland
You will never see my face
If you don’t get me out of this place
Now baby, I’m not crazy
I’m leaving, are you coming with me?
Lana Del Rey - Teenage Wasteland
