Attack of the Killer Llamapus!!

Aug 01




Identity by Swati

A list of words I use to identify myself and that other people have used to identify me.

Swati, Swat, Swats, Swazzers, Swati-lu, Chili-chicken…(my mom)

21, not 21 yet, 21 in October, you look like you’re 14

Girl, woman, cisgendered, one of those girls

Sister, daughter, cousin, niece, friend, stranger

Chubby, round, curvy, plus-sized, fat, not big enough to be “fat”

Indian, Asian, brown, coconut

Funny, charming, polite, smart, beautiful

Boring, arrogant, rude, stupid, ugly

Straight, Queer, Bisexual, “Fake Bi”

Person, individual, human being



“The “Asian accent” tells the story of Chinese-American assimilation in a nutshell. Our parents have the accent that white Americans perceive as the most foreign out of all the possible alternatives, so our choice is to have no accent at all. The accent of our parents is the accent of the grimy streets of Chinatown with its mahjong parlors and fried food stalls and counterfeit jewelry, so we work to wipe away all traces of that world from our speech so we can settle comfortably into our roles as respectable middle-class doctors, lawyers, engineers, hundreds of miles from Chinatown.

No wonder we react so viscerally to the “ching-chong, ching-chong” schoolyard taunt. To attack our language, our ability to sound “normal,” is to attack our ability to be normal. It’s to attack everything we’ve worked for.

And make no mistake about it — to sound like a “normal” American is to wield privilege.” — Breaking Out The Broken English : Code Switch : NPR (via jasmined)

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mom, dad, can i have a boy girl party this year for my birthday??? i’m gonna be 35 this year and idk i just think i should be allowed to now. 

(via youmakegandhicry)


This is religion in a nut shell


This is religion in a nut shell

(via improbablenormality)




tips to write college papers 

  • begin with “buckle your seatbelts, motherfuckers, because in eight short pages i am going to learn u a thing that i only learned myself about two hours ago, so sit down, shut up, and enjoy the experience of my 4-am-redbull-induced-self-hatred-fuelled-writing-extravaganza”
  • erase when finished with the paper



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Naomi Sims for Harper’s Bazaar, December 1968 (via)

Naomi Sims for Harper’s Bazaar, December 1968 (via)

(Source: vintagegal, via thelingerieaddict)