They say the eyes are the windows to the soul, but this blog is one of the few to mine.

I'm Kristin. I'm 22 years old. I'm the kind of person who looks down while walking to try to avoid stepping on bugs because I believe that every life is precious. Animals and my loved ones are what my heart beats for. I'm vegan because I respect and love all beings. Stitching words together on paper is my therapy and passion. All I really want to do is to make a difference in the world.

“And how odd it is
to be haunted by someone
that is still alive.”

—   I Guess the Old You is a Ghost (#589: June 25, 2014)

(Source: write2014, via veganlove)

“You don’t test a gentle person the way that you don’t steep tea for too long. Submerge me and I will imbue, and what was sweet will be bitter. I will be strong on your tongue and unpleasant to the taste, and you’ll regret drowning me in your guile.

My gentleness is not for your taking.”

—   n.t. (via aryasnark)

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I make this post in honor of Cow Appreciate Day and the billions of cows across the world who were not lucky enough to be saved.

On July 2nd, Toronto Cow Save held a 30-hour vigil outside “St. Helen’s Meatpackers” and “Ryding Regency” bovine killing facilities. Even though my body only allowed me to spend a few hours at the vigil, I saw hundreds of beautiful cows trapped in filthy transport trucks. Many were drooling, had wide eyes, and were obviously very stressed out and scared. It is amazing to me though, how quickly, even though all they have known from humans is cruelty, many of the cows will respond to a soft voice, or a gentle outstretched hand. The first photo captures a short few lovely moments I had with one bovine person, who, after only some kind words from me, placed some tiny kisses on the hand I had reaching into the truck. I wish I could have gotten a better picture of their face, but the driver of this transpor truck was cruel, and moved it to where we could not follow. I stayed with this cow until it became unsafe for me to do so, telling them how much I loved them, how I would stay with them as long as I could, and how I wished so much that I could stay with them until the end. It haunts me to think about what become of such a sweet individual, especially since “Ryding Regency” rarely stuns..

The second photo is me visiting my dear friend at a sanctuary whom I have known since he was a few months old. He is of a breed that is typically exploited for beef, and at the time this photo was taken, he would have already been slaughtered had he not been rescued. His favourite things include his herd-brother, Oliver, naps on human laps, and ear scratches. He is honestly one of the snuggliest souls I have ever met, and I am thankful that I have the honor of knowing him!

Two cows who faced two very different realities. I will love them both forever. 

Please choose veganism and help cows everywhere. *Note that I think Gary Francione is awful, but the rest of the starter kit has value*

“If you expect honesty, be honest. If you expect forgiveness, forgive. If you expect a whole person, you have to be a whole person.”

—   Kristen Crockett (via creatingaquietmind)

(Source: middlenameconfused, via dreadforks)

“I have ruined relationships for fear of ruining those relationships.”

—   Neil Hilborn (via oppen-heimer-style)

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“I used to feel so alone in the city. All those gazillions of people and then me, on the outside. Because how do you meet a new person? I was very stunned by this for many years. And then I realized, you just say, ‘Hi.’ They may ignore you. Or you may marry them. And that possibility is worth that one word.”


Augusten Burroughs (via tyleroakley)

what a beautiful piece. so true.

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Overreacting, and Drama ("Drama Queens")


Thank you to my close real-life friends, missingtongue and mollywritesathing, for suggesting this topic. This is a deeper exploration of my earlier post about Overreaction, here.
  1. respond more emotionally or…

YouTube comments aren’t “just the Internet.” They’re not the product of a group of otherwise nice guys who suddenly become evil when they wear a veil of anonymity. YouTube comments are actually a nightmarish glimpse into the sexist attitudes that define the fabric of our own existence in the “real world,” a world that, like YouTube, is owned and dominated by men. The most terrifying gift that the Internet has given us is that it’s shown us how men honestly perceive the world: as a place where women exist exclusively for their sexual pleasure.

In the wake of VidCon, and as more and more women start speaking up about the harassment they face online, it’s time to start realizing that our narrative of progress is deeply flawed. Things aren’t getting better for women on the Internet; they’re deteriorating and ignoring the problem amounts to being complicit in it.

“My alone feels so good. I’ll only have you if you’re sweeter than my solitude.”

—   Warsan Shire (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

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Never trust a person who can’t gracefully accept that they shouldn’t say certain words due to violent histories of those said words.

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