Sex Drugs And Reality

I also refer to myself Indian American. I was born in the U.S. so I don’t understand why I need to erase that.

Indians tell you to just call yourself Indian even though they take every opportunity to point out every detail that makes you “not” Indian, from your clothing to the way you speak (or can’t speak) your parent’s language. Indians want you to claim yourself as Indian until you do something that they’re not crazy about. Sunny Leone is Indian-Canadian, and every Indian will make a point to tell you she’s Indian-Canadian. But when Dev Patel, a British Indian actor gets Oscar nominated, all the Indians were like “Nooo he’s Indian, not British Indian”.

At age 27, Vincent Van Gogh failed as a missionary and decided to go to art school.   At age 28, J.K. Rowling was a suicidal single parent living on welfare.

At age 28, Wayne Coyne ( from The Flaming Lips) was a fry cook. At age 30, Harrison Ford was a carpenter.  At age 30, Martha Stewart was a stockbroker.  At age 37, Ang Lee was a stay-at-home-dad working odd jobs. Julia Child released her first cookbook at age 39, and got her own cooking show at age 51. Vera Wang failed to make the Olympic figure skating team, didn’t get the Editor-in-Chief position at Vogue, and designed her first dress at age 40. Stan Lee didn’t release his first big comic book until he was 40. Alan Rickman gave up his graphic design career to pursue acting at age 42. Samuel L. Jackson didn’t get his first movie role until he was 46.

Morgan Freeman landed his first movie role at age 52. Kathryn Bigelow only reached international success when she made The Hurt Locker at age 57. Grandma Moses didn’t begin her painting career until age 76. Louise Bourgeois didn’t become a famous artist until she was 78. Whatever your dream is, it is not too late to achieve it. You aren’t a failure because you haven’t found fame and fortune by the age of 21. Hell, it’s okay if you don’t even know what your dream is yet. Even if you’re flipping burgers, waiting tables or answering phones today, you never know where you’ll end up tomorrow. Never tell yourself you’re too old to make it. 

Never tell yourself you missed your chance. 

Never tell yourself that you aren’t good enough. 

all text and layout by me

and to clarify:  i’m well aware that the women of tumblr are more than capable of speaking for themselves.

my hope was merely to take what I understand about their plight, 

and present it in a concise/humorous fashion with the hope of getting that message to more people.  

all text and layout by me

and to clarify:  i’m well aware that the women of tumblr are more than capable of speaking for themselves.

my hope was merely to take what I understand about their plight, 

and present it in a concise/humorous fashion with the hope of getting that message to more people.  

light:

glows when they talk, dewy eyes, radiates with a blessing from the sun, calm in the air and goodness in their hearts

ocean: 

bodies full of stories, a will that ebbs and flows, lazy smiles, no real devotion to anything but existence itself, wordless lullabies

earth: 

minds like caverns, hands like stone, to hold or to hurt, heavy irises, earthquake tempers, stubborn desire for constant reconstruction

poison: