island of my self

Lina. mixed latinx person, boring nerdy queer musician. sometimes I write things

reclaimingthelatinatag:

Harmony Santana appreciation photo set.

This beauty of half-Dominican and half-Puerto Rican descent is a transgender actress who in 2011 made waves in her breakthrough performance in Gun Hill Road, where she plays a trans teenager trying to live openly as a girl while dealing with a disapproving father. That same year Harmony was nominated for Best Supporting Actress at the Independent Spirit Awards for her performance. Harmony Santana is definitely one talented and beautiful lady!

(via heartinamitten)

my mom is visiting

my mom needs to check her email

my mom needs to use my student ID to log in to a computer

my password has the word clitoris in it

lmao I'm pretty sure if you don't wear the shortest of shorts truckers and construction workers won't yell and whistle - what is there to even argue about it's BEYOND reasoning to even think about it, they won't be negative anymore end of discussion honestly ':/

casualdorkpatrol:

breadfaculty:

casualdorkpatrol:

I like how you even assumed I was wearing like, booty shorts to begin with. (which I wasn’t. But it doesn’t even change the situation) It literally doesn’t matter how short your shorts are. I could be wearing jeans and a t shirt and still get cat called. Because cat calls are so rarely about ‘hitting’ on someone. Or giving a compliment. It’s about getting a reaction. It’s straight up power play. 

Also you’re suggestion is like saying I should put a hello kitty bandaid on a recent amputation. 

I honestly don’t know how you could say this. I hold people to basic human decency. And you saying this is like saying I shouldn’t expect to be respected. And I’m furious. 

So fuck you very much. 

Dear anon: it’s not the end of discussion.

I walk to work every day. Dressed professional as all hell. Nobody could look at me and ever take my outfit as anything less than “respectable” (whatever that means). I mean, I look pretty flossy. Like I’m about to go get down to business. At a major Seattle publication (because I am, because I’m awesome).

I still get catcalled. I still get lewd comments. At least two or three times walking there and back. Every day.

You know why? You want to know why, despite your watertight reasoning (nothing to argue about? Really? Because you’ve given me plenty to argue about), you are wrong?

Because no matter how I’m dressed, there are still people out there who are going to see me as public property, there to be commented upon, there to be ladened with their every trite opinion about the way I choose to present myself. Like Katie said, it’s not really about attraction at all. I’m not exactly dressed to look sexually appealing. It’s about control, and it’s about power. It’s about letting me know that, no matter how I dress, I will never truly be worth their respect.

Anon, I could fling curse words in your direction, but in that grand tradition of motherly discourse, I know this will hurt more: I’m disappointed in you. And I feel sorry for you. You’ve clearly internalized some pretty hurtful, damaging, crappy stuff. And I hope you’ll be open to learning. Because I want to believe that people have the capacity to be better than they are, and I hope you do too, because that’s the kind of world I could bring myself to care about.

DROP THE MIC

linabell:

I bought a peach-shaped pipe because it was cute but then I realized it looks like a butt and the carb looks like an asshole

even the photo in the background is mad about it

linabell:

I bought a peach-shaped pipe because it was cute but then I realized it looks like a butt and the carb looks like an asshole

even the photo in the background is mad about it

I bought a peach-shaped pipe because it was cute but then I realized it looks like a butt and the carb looks like an asshole

I bought a peach-shaped pipe because it was cute but then I realized it looks like a butt and the carb looks like an asshole