Steph. Twenty-six. Academic gay. South Asian, mixed WOC. Intersectional feminism, #blacklivesmatter. I like food, music, Bully breeds, and the Oxford comma. Occasional writer, poet, and photographer.
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I keep saying that I'll come back and do this, but I also keep... forgetting.
Something something ADHD, huh? I hope you've all been well.
Anyway, apparently, I live off Tumblr now. Life is good; I have two dogs. I work in marketing. I'm really into craft beer and I collect vinyl records. I cut off all my hair, and I make my own cold brew, and I'm... actually pretty insufferable, as a person. But I am thirty years old, and I am happy.
I'm also better -- albeit barely -- at Instagram, @stphfrndz. I'm also on Twitter at the same. Keep in touch, pals.
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Recycle Me
I can’t believe your girlfriend doesn’t recycle. What a loser.
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Why is he even still a thing?
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americans be like ‘thank you mr. soldier for killing civilians’
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Bright loft in London | architecture by Rodić Davidson Architects, interior by Suzy Hoodless & photos by Rory Gardener
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we have GOT to stop glorifying the ‘mystery’ of jack the ripper. he was just another violent psychopath targeting vulnerable women in a society that had already written them off.
there are numberless men like that throughout history and I’m tired of us turning them into legends
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JANUARY 12: Nobuko Yoshiya (1896-1973)
Nobuko Yoshiya! Out and proud lesbian! Author of lesbian lit & stories with titles like “Husbands Are Useless”! What’s not to love about her?
Her middle-class, conservative background did not necessarily predispose her to become the lesbian icon she’s known as today, but Nobuka Yoshiya never quite seem to fit the role of the good, dutiful wife she was supposed to take on. She developed early on a love of reading and writing that came in the way of her learning domestic skills (who can relate?). When she moved to Tokyo in 1915, she started breaking away more visibly from gender norms and expectations: she adopted a more androgynous style, cutting her hair short (thus also emulating Western fashion of the 20s), she traveled extensively, and she’s recognized as one of the first Japanese women to own a car and a racehorse. She loved horse racing and golf, and designed her own house, which became the Yoshiya Nobuko Memorial Museum after her death (but if you want to go see it, make sure to plan in advance: it’s open only twice a year, in early May and November, for three days each time).
Even though she was one of 20th-century Japan’s most popular, commercially successful and prolific writers, there’s not a whole lot of scholarly work on her or translations of her writings, at least in the English-speaking Western world – perhaps because the bulk of her writing was serialized romance and teen girls’ novels, and thus not seen as a contender for the ‘serious literature’ category. Even so, she enjoyed an especially broad readership among young women; she pioneered the Class S genre – which refers to literature dealing with strong friendships and romance between schoolgirls – and was influential in developing shōjo (schoolgirl) anime, manga, and literature.
Yoshiya was in a lifelong partnership with Chiyo Monma, a math teacher in Tokyo whom she met in 1923. Their life together was no secret, and Yoshiay openly talked about it in personal essays and magazine interviews. Their relationship was both romantic and professional, as they worked together as author and secretary. Since same-sex marriage was not possible in Japan, Yoshiya adopted Monma in 1957: this was the only legal way that made it possible for lesbians to share property and make medical decisions for each other – in short, to be recognized as family for each other. Their relationship only ended with Yoshiya’s death in 1973.
(I STILL can’t get over the “husbands are useless” thing.)
- AK
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Of Course
Of course you’re not online! You’re too busy having sex with someone who’s not me.
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me @ the stars: help me
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me hanging out with black people in the summer: “aye, yall don’t forget to put on sunscreen”
them:
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This is the Lucky Ace. Reblog to recieve a wad of cash that is oddly specific to your current needs.
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I miss you and I can’t stop thinking about you but that’s okay because in my heart you’ll always stay.
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