The Apple

Stranded in a fog of words, loved him like a winter bird.
In the wastelands of San Diego and LA.
Big hair, bigger dreams.

"I felt very sad. I felt like there should be two of us standing here."

Leslie Cheung (Sept. 12, 1956 - Apr. 1, 2003) in Happy Together

(Fonte: salamcinema, via salamcinema)

I have a feeling I didn’t get the job. Should have called today to follow up, but I don’t want to hear, “Sorry, we found someone that’s a better fit.”

So tomorrow I’ll go to work, make pizzas for tourists, and act like nothing ever happened. Or that I was excited. 

I should have never told the straight white woman that interviewed me that I’m streetsmart. 

Let me just curl up into a ball and read, world. 

I didn’t know how to be truly happy. I had to cope with it by dismissing it, by forecasting its inevitable end. My belief system operated on the notion that good things in my life were a universal hiccup where doom surely loomed. Happiness was fleeting and accidental; goodness wasn’t in the cards for a girl like me.

—Janet Mock, Redefining Realness: My Path to Womanhood, Identity, Love & So Much More

Janet Mock at Google Talks

This is such a good talk, I thought I’d share. Especially for people that like to write .