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Musings of the Socially Aware

Akilah. 24. NYC by way of the Queen City. Take your brown eyes, your pretty smile, your silhouette.

WARNING: Do not take this blog too seriously. It is all encompassing of the fleeting thoughts I have, even if they are just momentary. Don't read too far into me.
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please can we all just agree to pretend Valentine’s day isn’t happening right now?


NYC is not as big as you’d think.

"They’re animals that possess great spiritual power.” - Blackfish, 2013

I ugly cried for over an hour last night watching this. I’ve never been to Sea World, but I can’t understand why that’s even a thing. Like, whales are so much better than us, they have superior brains, they have group identities and languages and cultures and we just put em in a tank like they’re goldfish. 

Something wrong. Something wrong w/ dat.

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So sometimes my stoop is like the party stoop where the locals get loud and get high. Well I usually just try to get into my apartment undetected because I don’t wanna make waves.

So tonight, me and the boy were walking to a restaurant around the block so we obviously had to walk down the party stoop. We made it mostly unscathed until this girl with swirly hair was all, “hi!”

And I, naively, took the bait and said, “hi.”

To which she responded, “she speaks.”

Like they’re all in on me being some snooty broad that is too good to talk to them. So I just alpha-stared her down, but the point is really that I know this bitch is gonna be a problem and god I just wanted a nice chicken dinner what the hell?

Brands that make flattering clothing for women with big boobs: go!

I need you to know that I’ve spent no less than 2 hours lamenting the “dying for ice cream” to “but i want to be skinny” ratio happening in my head. 

It’s like 50* outside and I do not understand how to layer in this weather. I’m basically wearing a giant cardigan and a ski resort coat, and it’s hot now and I just want to crawl back into my room, past piles and piles of filthy laundry that I was too sick to do last week and sleep until 4 or maybe 5.