Brooke. Twenty. Bartender. Melbourne.
my life is nothing but oxymorons.
everything and nothing all at once.
If gay people don’t use the phrase “I cant think straight around you” as a pick up line. I feel like we have missed a genuinely great opportunity.
Is anyone else completely terrified by the concept that you could, someday, meet someone who actually genuinely wants to spend the rest of their life in love with you?
I’m terrified by the concept of never finding anyone like that.
Final for my Time Arts class. Nothing gets you in touch with your own anger quite like listening to this and thinking about all the times you’ve been objectified and belittled.