if you drink enough vodka it tastes like love
Caps. Skins. Terps. 1D (embarrasingly enough). Little Mix. And just about everything else that I find interesting :) Follow me on twitter! @kari_smatic
All of us have in our veins the exact same percentage of salt in our blood that exists in the ocean, and, therefore, we have salt in our blood, in our sweat, in our tears. We are tied to the ocean. And when we go back to the sea—whether it is to sail or to watch it—we are going back from whence we came.
Maybe we don’t have to stop talking about [sex tapes and leaked nudes] but I’d like to change the conversation from “Oh my god, did you see Christina Hendrick’s nips?” to “Can you believe someone she trusted and obviously cared about would do this to her?” The women/men who have their stuff leaked are the victims here. Why are we so nosy and eager to make fun of them? Let’s never again say, “Well, they got what they deserved for sending those pictures” and instead be mad at the sleezebag who went out and sold them. That’s a conversation actually worth having in 2013.
Just because I liked something at one point in time doesn’t mean I’ll always like it, or that I have to go on liking it at all points in time as an unthinking act of loyalty to who I am as a person, based solely on who I was as a person. To be loyal to myself is to allow myself to grow and change, and challenge who I am and what I think. The only thing I am for sure is unsure, and this means I’m growing, and not stagnant or shrinking.
Closing your eyes isn’t going to change anything. Nothing’s going to disappear just because you can’t see what’s going on. In fact, things will even be worse the next time you open your eyes. That’s the kind of world we live in. Keep your eyes wide open. Only a coward closes his eyes. Closing your eyes and plugging up your ears won’t make time stand still.