— Chinese Proverb (via psych-facts)
— Priya Kishna (via world-realities)
i am so quick to meet any other woman in the eye and tell them that their body does not need to conform to any foolish cultural standard of beauty, and still i cannot stop from twisting my spine until it wants to break every time i am alone, balancing my weight on the ball of one foot and an elbow grazing the wall, grasping for anything to catch myself on before i fall after forcing myself into a space that is terrifying and unnatural from any angle but yours…
i want to tell myself i’m not fooling anyone but what i’m really scared of is that i might be, that i’m throwing myself into the sticky web of mangled, contextless Internet Girl bodies that make it so easy to forget that there are other ways of being
what i’ve already surrendered to is the fact that my perception of my physical self is based on what i can get out of edited webcam photos i took alone in my bedroom, and how many strangers will tell me i’m pretty because of them
it is a blessing and a curse to be able to edit your internet presence so easily.
i have to remember that i can be both girls