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legallyblained:

sighhhh feminism isn’t about hating all men and wanting to destroy them that’s just my own personal hobby

(via tuhree)

korra:

people be like “are you really going to miss out on a potential friendship just because someone doesnt share your views on feminism/racism/etc.” and i’m like “ya lol”

(via tuhree)

apatheticghost:

Misogynists HATE her! Local woman is woman

(via tylerhoekley)

When I was younger there was a boy who liked me. He was very sweet, kind, and he was all around awesome to me (maybe I am romanticizing him—he could also be really fucking annoying). He use to leave me notes in my favorite books, and use to watch out for me. There was this racist bigoted asshole who you use to bother me, and every time he did, he had my back. Our families are kind of acquaintances, and so we saw each other sometimes at friends houses or whatever. Anyway—I use to avoid him because I didn’t understand how much he liked me—and why he liked me—it kind of was all confusing so I kept my distance, and then I moved. I saw him recently, and it brought it all back and so I added him on Facebook. I just haven’t been able to get him out of my fucking head—I am so stupid for this—but I couldn’t. Anyways I was scared to message him—to have a real conversation, and then I saw this quote about how I could die tomorrow or in 70 years but either way I would regret not messaging him more than messaging him.
The moral of this story is that he is some kid, and I am just some kid, and in the scope of the universe or even just my lifetime nothing is that big of a fucking deal. We were meant to exist—everything else we have constructed is our way of allowing time to pass. It doesn’t matter—don’t get caught up in bullshit. Just exist.

Oh my god what if you wake up some day and you’re 65 or 75 and you never got your memoir or novel written or you didn’t go swimming in warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice big comfortable tummy or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It’s going to break your heart. Don’t let this happen. - Anne Lamott (via megulapadfoot)

(via bamboo-forest)

okayspiderman:

Staring at that green dot harder than Gatsby

I’ve been feeling kind of down lately and my mom did the sweetest thing. She went to Ulta beauty store and got me:
4 types of eye shadow
Eyeliner
Mascara
Blush/bronzer
Concealer
Lipstick
Lip gloss
3 brushes
Nail polish
Body wash
Loofah
And the cutest make-up bag.
I love my Hooyo 💕

sexaulity:

endiot:

shebegb:

Oh, Mr. Biden!


im inventing time travel just to sit on that…

I never thought I’d say that I wanted Joe Biden to touch me
When you insist you try on something I KNOW isn’t going to fit you…

retailfrustration:

ronsda
When a customer says “Fine! I’ll just shop at (insert competitors store)!”

giraffewrangler:

What they expect us to be like:

image

Reality:

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A haiku about working in retail

vashta—neurotic:

Why’d you put that there

That’s not where you got that from

You lazy asshole

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haniemohd:

'Love is how you stay alive, even after you're gone'.
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lil-chingona:

Tell em

diligenda This is 100% something we would say hahahah
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