self – Ivy

In Their Eyes Were Watching God, Zora Neale Hurston writes that some years ask questions and others answer.

This year answered a lot of questions. 2013 was major for me, maybe my favorite year yet. I’ve grown so much in myself, done so much difficult but important personal work.

An ex once told me that she thought I wasn’t a complete person. It’s the most hurtful thing anyone has said about me, I think, especially since she was kind of right. But this year is the first time I can look at myself and see a whole entity. Nothing’s perfect. But I’ve never felt so secure in myself as a unit, so willing to rely on myself and know my capabilities.

Thank you for sticking around for the journey.

maybe-lisa:

– Shel Silverstein

Guys, the gif function is overwhelming and difficult.

So, I got a little brave and sent this picture from the other day to a pretty girl.

And I’m coping with my exhibitionist rush by posting it here too before I come down from it and blush and hide for days.

Last night, someone asked me how I thought people who’ve met me would describe me.

I said, “as a motherfucking rapper.”

I’ve really got to learn how to channel that more often.

Since I’ve been brave lately.

This is my tail, gifted by Craftsmate.

It’s fake fur, attaches to the handle of my butt plug and makes me blush like no other.

Meow.

twentysomethinghussy:

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This. Right now.

Except, not really in terms of looking at other people. More in terms of looking at myself, just myself, and thinking fuck it, I’d like to fall back in love with myself. I’m a goddess. Laurels and all.

Just click through and read it.

It’s starting to get a little chilly, Craftsmate.

Bundling up is an absolute necessity.

A hat helps keep the head and ears warm.

Just a thought.

I am of the belief that states your bed should be right up against your window.

Because reasons.

bricksquadbooty:

thinkivykink replied to your post: twin peaks came out in 1990????? why are we all…

Uh uhhh I came out in 1990 and I’d like to imagine I’m still relevant.

you’re perfect

You heard it from the gal. Start treatin’ me right.

(Heehee, couldn’t resist.)

I found this post through a tumblr I follow.

There’s something vaguely calming to see these sorts of things spelled out in a very simple list and to feel like what I go through has some logical progression.

It’s also the most concise summary I have ever seen of the things that

I’m not going to get into the specifics of what happened and where it came from, but my shame – over kink-related and non-kinky things – was one of the big reasons I started this tumblr, though I was not consciously aware of it at its inception. I saw a bunch of other tumblrs being able to express themselves and I wanted in on that. Essentially, I saw people being shameless about some of the things I was ashamed of and I wanted that, too.

I didn’t expect the overwhelming support and the following I’ve gotten, and that’s certainly helped. I’ve been on this journey for nearly a year and a half now, sometimes less consciously than other times, to try to conquer my shame. Because I’ve started to realize how much it factors into my life and how willing I am at this point to be rid of it.