I'm Jordan. I'm 20 years old. To live and die in LA. I'm constantly asking myself if I'm livin' it right.
You know you like it, it’s callin’ yo name 😍 #commonisking #sohappy
Now “tribal trends” are totally “in.” You can walk into any store in the mall and see “Native” imagery everywhere. As a Native person, when I look at them, I can’t help but remember the not-so-distant past when my people weren’t allowed, by law, to wear these things. It’s such a constant reminder of the colonial power structures still in place. Back in the day, white people had the power to take away our culture, and now they have the power to wear it however they see fit. These are our images, our cultural symbols, yet we are completely powerless to have control over them.
Especially being in a (good) relationship now; I am beginning to realize just how much of a partnership it is. Which probably sounds really kinda silly but I mean it. Like being in a bad mood or shutting down in the middle of a date – that can do damage, to his evening and mine. It’s so hard to explain; the best metaphor I have is a sexual one but I don’t really mean it sexually. I have heard the common gripe that she’s “not in the mood” while he wants sex. Yada yada. But I honestly never really thought it was that big of a deal; like they can just have sex anyway. But now that I am starting to see more of a relationship, “not being in the mood” IS a big deal. It’s not nearly as fun to be passionate and excited about something and bring that joy to a partner and have her be like “yeah ok whatever I’m kinda tired.” And vice versa. Maybe I can use the idea of a kid showing a project to someone who is just not interested. Where he has something to share and say and discuss and no one listens – that is a kind of rejection that hurts. And partners can do that to each other. It takes listening and paying attention to and engaging with each other. I’ve just been really surprised at how I am quite closed off in a way and how I want to share with my boyfriend but I also hesitate and I don’t really know why – probably fear. It takes strength to be vulnerable and open and free. But it’s also kind of amazing to think you might find someone who loves you, the real you. And might help you better than you have ever been before. And maybe, just maybe, you can return the gift.
My cousin Harry (via littleconceptions)
That’s what I’ve always thought. Dating either leads to something serious or a break-up. But isn’t that a terrifying thought? I don’t want to be bound to just one person, not now. But I want to love. I want to love so hard that I wouldn’t be able to recognize life without love. I want for my smile to not only light up a whole room but to light up his whole being.
If you’re not dating to marry, then what’s the point?