Since I was little i never felt like I identified with any particular sex. I loved pink and frilly things sure, but that never felt like it defined me. I thought I was asexual for years, eventually realizing that it was just who I was with. I’m not a boy, and though I am a woman, I don’t always…
Seen in Chinatown
Happy New Year!
A lot of social justice blogging sounds like “You may learn about other cultures from afar, but I’ll be damned if you try to partake in them”
Which is weird, so weird. I feel like trying to break down the dividing lines between cultures is a very important thing to do. Some people try to define that line of appropriation and appreciation to closely.
Countries gotta swap more spit.
"I collect antique kimonos from the pre-war period."