Anonymous asked: So I'm a lesbian and my older sister is always saying that I'm not really a lesbian, I just "haven't found the right man yet." Why do you think she says that?
Ask her if she’s sexually attracted to llamas, and if she says she isn’t, tell her she just hasn’t found the right llama yet. He’s out there, waiting. Then bombard her with llama photos and tell her not to be such a fucking bigot.
Anonymous asked: Hey darling I'm a host of emotions welling up inside me but when it comes to really putting up on paper, I'm a miserable failure. It just doesn't come up nicely. Everything seems so forced up like tasting a raw fruit. How to deal with that? Maybe you'd suggest reading more books. But, how to actually 'read' a book so as to accumulate the maximum to convert the 'gain' into writing. It's a very bad feeling being unable to put words on paper. Please HELP me.
No I’d never suggest that in the first place. You don’t read in order to. You read. And you write. Two different things. Anyway - I’m going to ask you: You say it just doesn’t come up nicely. Well, so fucking what? You’re not experiencing self-fulfillment through your own writing right now and the whole thing troubles you which is understandable and perfectly acceptable..but again - so what? What if it’s not supposed to come up "nicely"? What if it’s supposed to simply fly out of your system right now? Why won’t you let it out and release it on paper and cease stressing over whether it’s going to appear as quality to you or not? What makes you a "miserable failure" imo is your very attitude at this point & not your writing skills. I’m not sure whether you just want to write because you find it releasing and need to get all these welled up emotions out or just want to write to prove yourself to your own self regarding how much pressure on this you can actually take - I don’t care. I don’t know whether I can help you but I’ll tell you what: If you truly want to write, stay fucking scared. Stay scared shitless and bleed all you want. And practice free writing and write random meaningless sentences that won’t even matter and write incomprehensible paragraphs completely lacking of cohesion or coherence and just freak the fuck out and let it go and then continue writing until you can feel your mind go numb. For god’s sake you can even take an empty sheet of paper and fill it with "I can’t write" type of sentences until you get sick of yourself doing all that. And I don’t know - when you’ve reached that very point of utter numbness…put the fucking pen down and breathe. And go out, get some air or stay in the house and do something else. You can tear all these pages away when you read them through once you get back or you may opt for keeping them but it won’t matter. You’ll have done it. Keep it as personal as possible. It’s quality as long as it’s personal. You’re a failure only in case you lose track of your initial desire. If your desire is to write from the heart about what’s inside - it will eventually come out. Eloquence has nothing to do with personal writing and language comes second. At least to me. Feeling is first. Identifying sensations is first. You need to invent your own unique formula of saying stuff. You won’t be pleased under any circumstances unless it feels like your own. So stay true to what you feel like doing.
Anonymous asked: Hey sweetie, I enjoy your blog and love every single thing you put up here. I was just wondering whether you talk privately with every person who expresses the willingness to talk to you. I was a bit hesitant to put this but guess you won't mind.
I don’t mind at all. I occasionally do. I’m not on here much these days & quite frankly - I can’t guarantee that I’ll reply either..but I certainly do in case I come to feel that the person wants to genuinely chat with me on a more personal level.
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