Student, enthusiast, activist, traveller, dreamer, aspiring writer, h u m a n,
Selections from ‘Rituals’, by Noorann Matties
Forced to examine ourselves in ways many normally avoid, Rituals as a project sought to capture the moment in which we our lives become devoid of distraction and we become intimately aware of ourselves. By photographing people’s personal beauty rituals I attempted to capture this awareness, this intimacy that occurs only when one is forced to examine their own body, the most basic thing that is theirs, and build upon it.
view the complete series at http://inconnumag.com/rituals/
"You silly little girl, you think you’ve survived so long that survival shouldn’t hurt anymore. You keep trying to turn your body bullet proof. You keep trying to turn your heart into a bomb shelter. You silly thing. You are soft and alive. You bruise and heal. Cherish it. It is what you are born to do."
i think i’ve become a pretty good example of a burn out
i haven’t attended any of my classes for over three weeks
i barely talk to any of my friends anymore, and when i do, conversation is shallow
i literally have zero motivation for trying harder, because the way things are, even if i get good grades, that does not guarantee me any kind of job because of the nature of my degree
i feel like i made a few mistakes and skipped out on some obligations because things were rough and i needed a break, and i feel like i should’ve been excused and given a hand but instead life and everyone in it decided to continue on without me instead
mental breakdowns are a weekly thing now and i have absolutely no idea what i’m doing with my life hi hello this has been an update
"twenty is for trying. twenty is for failing. twenty is not for getting married or for giving birth to babies. twenty is not, i have decided, for making a home. for standing still. twenty is for falling in love and falling asleep in the big, warm beds of your friends and waking up to kisses and walking out the door, disheveled, to eggs and bacon and toast. stay up late, sleep in late, build things, break things. hurt yourself. forgive yourself. you are the sum of your parts, two and five and twelve and twenty. you are baby and girl and woman all at once. you are naive, and you are scarred. it can’t be helped, darling. growing up is a contradiction in terms. adulthood is a lie."
I’m so sick of seeing those “you’re not a bad person because you’re part of a privileged group” coddling posts, because no, you may not be a bad person just for being part of a privileged group but you ARE kind of a shitty person if you feel the need to prioritize you and your precious feelings over taking responsibility and doing your part in tearing down the system that lets you be privileged.