just “be” yourself.
heady
we get it. you want to say something big. unafraid.
sisterhood
preparedness
preparedness i’m focusing on you and I like it.
My poetry has become: feminism trigger girl foreground beach background humanized nature blue like a color and pretty like a girl.
self torture surrender
If the beach is where I belong, then of course I’m gonna end up with skin cancer, right?
caffeine is a wonderful social lubricant, in my humble opinion
Studies show simply being around happy people makes you happy, right? I don’t know. I think it’d break my heart to see all those people thinking they were happy at the beach while they were getting skin cancer… or would it? Do I have a way of sabotaging everything? Why am I thankful for it. It’s me. I have a feeling my “thankfulness” for it is adaptive. I’m pretty sure the fact that all I’m doing is “getting fucked up on caffeiene” and watching a movie I’ve avoided for… seven years… seven years… is it no coincidence that all I ever wanted was to be a writer, and I happen to be the perfect little poet? I resent how quaint and cute I am. I prey upon it to become stronger. I really dig the extra “e” I put in caffeine. I hate it without the extra “e.” I think I’ll spell it caffeiene, and only I will ever know the real reason I did that. Is this what it means to be a writer? Gloria Steinem I’d rather be a regular woman like you than be a writer. I know that you are a writer; it’s just that every woman is a writer, and I really think I’d like to leave it at that.
It’s like you’d never understand because I know how it feels to feel like Penny Lane in Almost Famous, and maybe you do and maybe you don’t; I hope you can. There is a certain magic to us girls; resenting the preceding statement, I revert back to a side of me that strives to be solely analytical.
Gravity. Magic. Girls. Is there anything wrong with the preceding three words all in a row like that? I apologize to my loved ones for living as though I’m dying, but something about lighting Grandpa’s Yarzheit candle earlier today helps make that all go away. Gratitude is fucking crazy man.
“Why are you taking love like it’s some kind of blessing?”
mystery man
I feel like I know what James Dean was like. I think most people could imagine. James Dean I thank you for your sexy naivete: focused to the point of destruction<-I heard that somewhere recently and it rings true with you, and me. I did say that I would take Forever27 as a challenge; I didn’t know it would mean so much to me.
ugly girl complex
“This girls got a whacked out ugly girl complex. She’s gorgeous.”
“I think she’s ugly.”
“I think she doesn’t matter.”
“She is something else.”
proud moment
I like the way she doesn’t care what people think of her. For example, her interest in the following photo feels like this moment had been placed, based on where this article began:
I am trying to make a point about womanhood; rebels without a cause tend to have causes.
I’d rather not think about negativity, although I appreciate it as a reminder. To me this photograph is a reminder of the suffering of womanhood; it lays it to rest in just the right way for me. I guess that’s why I love the Britney “Control Freak” shot. I am a control freak, which says a lot about me, and I am a “true artist” which also says a lot about it; it’s pressures that were placed for no reason at all; does everyone feel this? I was feeling peaceful about reality, like about how its all been done so I can chill because life makes sense, and then its like wait a second; I’m living life too, and what have I been working toward…something about human suffering, so its okay to tend to my own.
self as hero
“self as hero” is mainly and namely what has gotten me through it all. 
I think on some level I hated my middle name “Rose” more than even my first name “Michelle.”
release; letting go?
most image-ey pic of me
your rooms a mess and your mans coming over
coming out
Sandra Bullock and Nicole Kidman play witches in the film Practical Magic
I feel I have been denying my inner witch, and that I should let her out. We’re all witches though, even men. I think being in touch with your inner witch can mean something as simple as being in touch with your intuition.
The other day I was thinking about how scary it is to bring up or speak on feminism, and that’s kind of what witchcraft is. The term itself is a little stigmatized. Which term do you ask? Feminism or witchcraft?
There are dangers in practicing the craft. There are fears in coming out. Writing is scary for me?
I’m smiling now. I didn’t know I was still capable of making myself smile when I write. Writing has become kind of a scary thing for me. I think there was a time when I “became the writer” when I was younger and super into philosophy and figuring myself and the world out. So I’m coming down and coming out as a “witch” or a “feminist”, for now anyway. I think Feminism suits misplaced 20 something’s. I hope that it suits me my whole life, which is an unfortunate hope because it means that the same problems that were presented in Gloria Steinem’s time have not been solved to my liking, and I have this awful nagging feeling that these problems will outlive me.
there’s a little witch inside all of us
#themysteriesofmylife
#themyseriesofmichelle
#themysteriesofmyself
Mmm
mmmmmm yummy, but also model, massage therapist, and merrymaker. I will be doing bodywork and fashion work and my continued belief in rock and roll I’m certain will not cease as Christine, myself, and others join in the good idea exchange. Abundance. It irritates me when I talk all spiritual. Buddhism, meditation, yoga, massage, life, why have you done this to me… I’ll take it. I suppose I’ll like it too. I gave my first full body massage in over a year this week. I can’t tell you what that’s done for me. I’ve also been walking on clouds as I’ve been wearing a pair of grey sanuks which are a shoe made out of yoga mat material. My feet are happy man. I will be visiting my family farm as well, Amazing Acres just outside of Ithaca in Hector, NY. I am a lucky girl.
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