Today my HIV positive patient gave me professional advice in counseling HIV positive patients:
1. Pop your collar
2. Put a mean face on
3. Talk mad shit
1. Pop your collar
2. Put a mean face on
3. Talk mad shit
This is just a little absolutely disgusting.
Hackney Shed by Office Sian in London, England.
If I ever disappear for a long period of time, this is where I’ve run off to.
(Source: madeleineishere, via rabdill)
I cannot deal with shy people
Introversion does not mean being shy, but rather finding your energy internally, as opposed to externally. It does not mean being coddled, or “taken care of,” it means quite the opposite in fact. It means giving space. It means understanding a need for deep thought, alone time, and “awkward” silences. I don’t need advance notice of changes or 15 minute warnings. I don’t need anyone to enable me to find friends. All the time I’ve spent alone has given me a better understanding of who I am, and therefore who I want to spend my time with. Arguably, that has made me more capable of recognizing which friends are important enough to keep around, and which are insignificant. It has fostered a fierce love for the few people closest to me, who I know will remain there for a very long time. Introverts do not enjoy making small talk, meeting large groups of new people, or being the center of attention. That does not stem from timidness. We will show you who we are when we trust who you are. Not standoffish, but hyperconscious. Not awkward, but thoughtful. Not shy, but introverted.
(Source: planetofthefakes)
I feel so honored to be contributing to this organization. See you in 2 months, WAMM.