I'm a graphic design major, but I spend way too much time thinking about cake so I don't think that's really going to work as a long-term thing. I'm also between 1/3 and 1/2 black, but don't hold it against me like my ex-boyfriend's mother did. I suppose my ultimate goal is to either become a world-class patissiere or open my own bakery. This tumblr will serve as a portfolio/recipe drawer for me while I get started. Also personal and fandom blog. Can't be helped.
when i find stretch marks on my thighs i make a point of smooching them because they’re just doing their best at keeping the all-powerful immortal Being within me from ripping my mortal shell asunder in a blaze of heavenly glory and eviscerating the cosmos in my divine wrath
i dont understand the stereotype that women are obsessed with shoes, like have u ever met a high school boy
*carries a redshirt with me but doesn’t wear it* it’s a metaphor for dying on away missions but i don’t put it on because i don’t actually want to die on away missions
- the fault in our star trek
white girls can’t wear bindis because in sixth grade one time i was dropped off at school by my aunt who was wearing a bindi at the time and some girl’s mom whispered to her friend how she would never let her daughter play with me because my family had probably been happy about 9/11 and then four years later that daughter showed up to school wearing a bindi as part of her “”“boho”“” look