“I think the idea is that every person has to live his or her own life and then make the choice to share it with other people.” - The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Riley, 20, USA
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now you can all see my boring life, too…
Based on the films I have seen along with the most talked about movies and roles, this is my opinion of who should be nominated, not necessarily who will be. In addition, who should win is underlined. Actual nominees will be read tomorrow by -drumroll please- Chris Hemsworth and the Academy president, Cheryl Boone.
found out today i might not be able to go back to alaska this summer (at least not to the same job i had this year) dreams = crushed.
If every proposed state in the USA was accepted
oh my god america would have been even more of a clusterfuck than it already is
how many times do you think you’ve seen the same bird twice.
When you grow up as a girl, the world tells you the things that you are supposed to be: emotional, loving, beautiful, wanted. And then when you are those things, the world tells you they are inferior: illogical, weak, vain, empty. The world teaches you that the way you exist in it is disgusting — you watch boys cringe backward in your dorm room when you talk about your period, blue water pretending to be blood in a maxi pad commercial. It is little things, and it is constant. In a food court in a mall, after you go to the gynecologist for the first time, you and your friend talk about how much it hurts, and over her shoulder you watch two boys your age turn to look at you and wrinkle their noses: the reality of your life is impolite to talk about. The world says that you don’t have a right to the space you occupy, any place with men in it is not yours, you and your body exist only as far as what men want to do with it. At fifteen, you find fifteen-year-old boys you have never met somehow believe you should bend your body to their will. At almost thirty, you find fifteen-year-old boys you have never met still somehow believe you should bend your body to their will. They are children. They are children."
i’m still alive. i just don’t post here. check me out:
rileytravels.tumblr.com (pictures of me going places)
rileyinalaska.tumblr.com (follow me in Alaska all summer, where I’ll be working as a park ranger intern in Wrangell-St. Elias National Park)
I love my school, I love my life.
Can’t do anything but lay down, or else I feel nauseous and start shaking.
WHAT IS MY LIFE.