i don’t get starstruck
so i realized recently, that i really don’t give a shit about actors and people in hollywood with all the bright lights and everything.. and you know why?
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it’s because they’re ALL WHITE. (well not ALL, not gonna overgeneralize, but all as in 95%)
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i don’t care about their names or their faces or what they wear because there are almost no asian americans represented in media (whether on television, music, or in magazines), and i just don’t identify with white people. i’m not white. i will never look like a white person. my body will never be shaped like a white person’s. my voice will never sound completely white even though i can barely hold a conversation in korean.
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and maybe you say, well what about kpop? jpop? cpop? (lol i don’t know if that’s a real abbreviation) to that, i say there are so many asian americans who have completely lost contact with their roots, who have lost their heritage, and adopted everything that america fills this gap with.. and still, we are not represented. no matter my korean dna, i am still american.
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this is not a unique sentiment, but something that still really bothers me and is worth addressing. i want to become famous just so i can change this.
"you are my sweetest downfall"
samson // regina spektor
OK
just turned my “give a fuck” switch ON.
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i dont think i understand this. or stuff like this. because it makes me kind of nauseous.
my definition of love continues to evolve but i think at this point..
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oh, side note: well actually, that’s a pretty interesting idea. this analogy of love like sky - the idea that everything that is not earth is sky, but that we look up to the night sky, thinking we are so far - so separate from it - that we will never reach it. we will never touch it. when in actuality, sky - atmosphere, is the entirety of what envelops us. i guess unless you’re underwater, or in a blanket.
*end side note*
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i think love is when you’re with someone, and it pains you that you couldn’t physically be closer. even with your bodies pressed against each other - no universe between - your body is barely able to contain the love you feel for that person and you wish your heart could reach out and hold hands with theirs. arteries, if you will, but obviously you can’t and even in that were to happen, I would think you’d just wish you could be closer.
side note no. 2: what is it about physical proximity anyway? hrm..
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though this is a very pretty blue envelope and the typeface is rather quaint, and any analogies invoking images of bright lights and stars are always nice.
(via playinghurt)
part two
ultimately
there are things that i deserve
and things that i don’t
i think that lately
i’ve been getting
too much
of the latter.
..
i want
only what’s mine.
yeah, i don’t know what the hell im doing.
almost at the finish line
all right.
LAST FINAL of my college career.
i’m going to get 100%.
and then im going to get absolutely fucking wasted and play in the sun and dance like theres no tomorrow.
i wanttttttt
SIGH