And even this...

I'm single. I want to help Kristen Stewart. I go by Sydney Jaded. You may call me either.
Or just SJ.
Broken brain. Fractured heart. Killer smile. Wicked sense of humor.

In the face of the beautiful-awful-tragic-absurd-mundane-heartbreaking-impossible-wonderful,
all I can think to say is:
and even this...

“I record my life, sifting and trying to separate what is real from what I’ve dreamed. I have decided not to tell you what is fact versus what is unfact primarily because (a) I am giving you a portrait of the essence of me, and (b) because, living where I do, living in the chasm that cuts through thought, it is lonely… come with me, reader. I am toying with you, yes, but for a real reason. I am asking you to enter the confusion with me, to give up the ground with me, because sometimes that frightening floaty place is really the truest of all. Kierkegaard says, 'The greatest lie of all is the feeling of firmness beneath our feet. We are most honest when we are lost.' Enter that lostness with me. Live in the place I am, where the view is murky, where the connecting bridges and orienting maps have been surgically stripped away.”
— Lauren Slater

“I want to be remembered as the girl who always smiles even when her heart is broken, and the one that could always brighten up your day even if she couldn’t brighten her own.”

AIM: andeventhis
Email: andeventhis[at]aim[dot]com

Day 1: Research visas

Remind self to not get overwhelmed. People do this. They move out of the country, all the time. I WILL FIGURE THIS OUT.

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iheartkoalas:

Koala kisses :)

This is the essence of the white guilt fantasy, laid bare. It’s not just a wish to be absolved of the crimes whites have committed against people of color; it’s not just a wish to join the side of moral justice in battle. It’s a wish to lead people of color from the inside rather than from the (oppressive, white) outside.

Think of it this way. Avatar is a fantasy about ceasing to be white, giving up the old human meatsack to join the blue people, but never losing white privilege. Jake never really knows what it’s like to be a Na’vi because he always has the option to switch back into human mode. Interestingly, Wikus in District 9 learns a very different lesson. He’s becoming alien and he can’t go back. He has no other choice but to live in the slums and eat catfood. And guess what? He really hates it. He helps his alien buddy to escape Earth solely because he’s hoping the guy will come back in a few years with a “cure” for his alienness. When whites fantasize about becoming other races, it’s only fun if they can blithely ignore the fundamental experience of being an oppressed racial group. Which is that you are oppressed, and nobody will let you be a leader of anything.

When Will White People Stop Making Movies Like Avatar? (via bg5000) (via sade)

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An anonymous blogger called me an asshole

I have truly arrived on Tumblr

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Dear Best Friend's Ex-Husband,

Maybe don’t awkwardly hit on me via Facebook status update.

Actually, scratch the maybe.

Creeped the fuck out,
Sydney J.

Dear Tumblr,

I run/co-run/contribute to FOUR blogs. Why am I still limited to 2 questions? What am I, a farmer? I request an 8 question limit.

And also, an advanced search option.

Happy Holidays!

Sincerely,
Sydney J.

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terrormarie:

I’m not sure if I should be flattered or scared by his dedication to this drive by pick up.

Dear guys,

Don’t be fucking gross!

Sincerely,
Women

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Fact: if you fall asleep while talking to someone at 4 a.m.

you will dream of visiting their nowhere farm town—but your brain will still turn it into a city because come on, what the fuck am I gonna do on a farm?

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