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"Justice Ginsburg … sees her interests as ‘being herself,’ preserving her ‘dignity,’ and promoting her ‘independence.’"

Memorandum from Ron Klain for David Gergen, Justice Ginsburg: Performance Pitfalls (July 14, 1993).

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this kid passed me his ipad on the megabus. his background photo was a close up of a baby’s face but not a baby he knew, just one he’d found on the internet with the website credit stamped in the corner. he’s twenty-two

stud for a girl 



lazz writes ‘fuck a sad girl ghost girl life’ & fanny howe writes ‘a gold and oily sun lay on the city’ & these sentences are not so unrelated. during the day, barcelona is gold; at night, violet. deep purple mists roll over the blackened-green hills & settle over the web of barrio, tan brick &…

there are no secrets ✳ do it ✳ just do it 


i told my ride to leave me in san francisco.




Avid astrology-watchers know that July is the month when 2014’s energy makes a sharp turn in a different direction. The first of July’s two main vibe-altering astro-events is the movement of greater-benefic Jupiter into Leo next week (Jul 16), where he’ll spend the next thirteen months fanning the flames of the fire element.
The second is Mars’s long-awaited departure from Libra the following week (Jul 25)…Once Jupiter’s in Leo, the elemental emphasis starts to tip toward fire… a tipping which becomes even more pronounced when Saturn enters Sagittarius late in December (where he’ll stay into the end of 2017, with a brief return to Scorpio between June and September next year). Fire is the element of action, motion, impulse and immediacy. Over the months ahead, we can expect a forward surge of vital, vigorous activations which propel the players and their playing-pieces around the gameboard to new posts and positions—any movement preferable, according to fire’s wisdom, to no movement at all. This fiery action-orientation holds the capacity to cut through any watery clouds of emotionality which might’ve inhibited our unabashed onward advances, while threatening to rattle the more sensitive types by catapulting us ahead too quickly, forcefully, or impetuously.


in paradise for my 28th bday


happy birthday!!!!


thank you! for being here & making tumblr a place i wanna be :) <3




walking around sf with a maniacal smile
i love it here
gang of latino men in mesh jerseys walk by at dusk one wearing a string of unlit christmas lights around his neck
i turn around to look at them and they’re all looking at my ass
bad feminist, i like cat calls, i like a challenge
around the next corner a sun kissed blonde on a motorcycle just posted by a curb, looking like a novel, locking eyes for two blocks
california’s vibes are so right
romantic about how skimpy the yards are here in bernal heights
because it means acute awareness of your chance to make every square inch flourish
how many flowers can you fit in a 9x9 plot flanked on all sides by concrete
though its easy to overdetermine anything once you know it costs a lot
i remember saying when i went to laguna beach for the first time
"i have never understood what was meant by ‘the good life’ until now"
maybe because the walls were made of succulents, cause of the balconies overlooking the ocean, a bed resting right on the beach…
w/ sheer, almost opalescent drapes flapping in the wind and a white body tanned, sleeping in the sun
before all of that, though, when i walked into the place where i was staying in laguna niguel, my friend’s parents’ mansion, i cried
that amount of wealth made me feel sick
there wasn’t a piece of trash in the whole town
and the weeds really were succulents







i’m goin to LA today and the bay all next week. you guys have recs for what should i do/see/touch/drink?


i reblogged fette's sylvia plath quote because i acknowledge its truth but i disagree 

set your own scene, sleep in open fields, travel west, walk freely at night

i have to say this because, is anyone saying this

i hate the new inquiry’s lana del rey supplement because i find dragging helplessness to be disempowering

thank you. i am disempowered enough

sure, her work highlights the emotional labor of beauty, femininity, and dependence

but concluding that del rey’s beautiful, wistful, revenge-laced work equates to a threat that “everything that you have ill-gotten is going to be taken from you—at gunpoint if necessary” and that it expands into structural revolt

is a real fucking stretch

in this instance i care less about what we can dream lana del rey feminism to do and am more concerned with asking

what it actually does

is one of the primary ways her work operates not to foment desire for stereotypical beauty and wealth

envy, lack, hustling, despair

performing exaggerated, restless feminine mystique housewifery is death

& to consent to such severe frailty at the hands of male desire is to feel all the muscles in my body atrophy and my limbs become limp 

the unused percentage of a still-there self on the incline 

ghost limbs, ghost girl, ghost life

fuck a sad girl ghost girl life

i want to purge every trace of feminine hyperimpotence inside me



Top, Carina Zurino, Curtain Falls IX, 2013, Blue Pigment Print, Size 80 x 84. Installation view from the group exhibition Touching Light, on view at Peter Lav Gallery until August 16th. Via. Bottom, Scene from Macbeth, 1988, with choreography by Johann Kresnik and scenography by Gottfried Helnwein, Volksbühne Berlin, 1995. Via.

Being born a woman is an awful tragedy. Yes, my consuming desire to mingle with road crews, sailors and soldiers, bar room regulars—to be a part of a scene, anonymous, listening, recording—all is spoiled by the fact that I am a girl, a female always in danger of assault and battery. My consuming interest in men and their lives is often misconstrued as a desire to seduce them, or as an invitation to intimacy. Yet, God, I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night.

Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath, 1982-2000. Via.



Posting this again. Again. Again.

"What you desire creates quality. You are not made by yourself, but by the thing you desire."

-Fanny Howe, The Wedding Dress