very filled with dreams

me: 24, nyc, works with kids. email: isabelthespy [at] gmail [dot] com. this place: like emails from me to the internet, if the internet were my best friend. feminism. cartoons. poetry. andy samberg. fat acceptance. education issues. working with kids. things that fall under the irritating phrase "social justice issues." books. too many words. profanity. things that are pretty but not twee. stupid internet humor. pop music. non-pop music. pop culture. rants about pop culture. questions i can't answer. love.

books 2012

"Isabelle had been for some time capable of very strong, if very transient emotions...." - F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side Of Paradise

Jul 7

like a not-insignifant portion of the things i write here and think elsewhere

the post below was, on some level, a belated fuck-you to the friend that told a, ah, mutual acquaintance that she was concerned about me (oh, IRL concern trolls, how much i “love” thee) because she thought i was fucked up because i want a career but i don’t want to get married so that spoke to my being afraid of family or love or something.

SO TEMPTED was i to tell her how concerned i was about her because i thought she was fucked up because her need to get married spoke to her inability to be happy alone, but that is not a thing i actually believed and i do try mostly not to be an asshole, so i didn’t.

BUT I MEAN REALLY. you can turn that shit either way; one is just what society wants us to think whereas the other one is weird by societal standards. kind of like the femininity thing! and - like the femininity thing, and a lot of things - BOTH THINGS ARE DOUCHEY THINGS TO DO.


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