" This is what I've learned, in my life: Headbanging is crucial. Growing up is hard to do. There's nothing wrong with wearing a dress." - Hayley Williams

"

Oh—you wouldn’t date a girl who’s ever been a stripper?
In that case, I wouldn’t date a guy who’s ever been to a strip club.

Oh—you wouldn’t date a girl who’s ever done porn?
In that case, I wouldn’t date a guy who’s ever watched porn.

You’re the reason we exist.
You’re the demand to our supply.
If you disdain sex workers, don’t you dare consume our labor.

As they say in the industry, “People jack off with the left hand and point with the right.”

"

Lux ATL (via stripperina)

No I fucking LOVE this.

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4 days ago with 230,631 notes

lipstick-nd-champagne:

last-muthafucka:

x

$$$
wasbella102:

"Hitachi Seaside Park is a sprawling 470 acre park located in Hitachinaka, Ibaraki, Japan, that features vast flower gardens including millions of daffodils, 170 varieties of tulips, and an estimated 4.5 million baby blue eyes (Nemophila). The sea on blue flowers blooms once annually around April in an event referred to as the “Nemophila Harmony.”
"When I love you,
I really fucking love you.
There are no in betweens.
I don’t know what grey is.
My love is black and white."
(My love is true)

1 week ago with 164,617 notes

"

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the sound I heard when I was 9 and my father slammed the front door so hard behind him I swear to god it shook the whole house. For the next 3 years I watched my mother break her teeth on vodka bottles. I think she stopped breathing when he left. I think part of her died. I think he took her heart with him when he walked out. Her chest is empty, just a shattered mess or cracked ribs and depression pills.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s all the blood in the sink. It’s the night that I spent 12 hours in the emergency room waiting to see if my sister was going to be okay, after the boy she loved, told her he didn’t love her anymore. It’s the crying, and the fluorescent lights, and white sneakers and pale faces and shaky breaths and blood. So much blood.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the time that I had to stay up for two days straight with my best friend while she cried and shrieked and threw up on my bedroom floor because her boyfriend fucked his ex. I swear to god she still has tear streaks stained onto her cheeks. I think when you love someone, it never really goes away.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the six weeks we had a substitute in English because our teacher was getting divorced and couldn’t handle getting out of bed. When she came back she was smiling. But her hands shook so hard when she held her coffee, you could see that something was broken inside. And sometimes when things break, you can’t fix them. Nothing ever goes back to how it was. I got an A in English that year. I think her head was always spinning too hard to read any essays.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s that I do.

"
It’s not that I don’t love you.  (via extrasad)

1 week ago with 246,002 notes

theniftyfifties:

Paul Newman and Elizabeth.Taylor in ‘Cat on a Hot Tin Roof’, 1958.
sphinxiee:

silverstar415850:

vladimirnootin:

aboutwhitewomen:

vladimirnootin:

sixpenceee:

10 year old Yemeni girl smiling after she was granted a divorce from her husband- a 30 year old man
Here’s what I found after looking into it. 
Nujood Ali was nine when her parents arranged a marriage to Faez Ali Thamer, a man in his thirties. Regularly beaten by her in-laws and raped by her husband, Ali escaped on April 2, 2008, two months after the wedding. 
On the advice of her father’s second wife, she went directly to court to seek a divorce. After waiting for half a day, she was noticed by a judge, Mohammed al-għadha who gave her refuge. He had both her father and husband taken into custody.
Indeed, publicity surrounding Ali’s case is said to have inspired efforts to annul other child marriages, including that of an 8 year old Saudi girl who was allowed to divorce a middle-aged man in 2009.
But in 2013 Ali reported to the media that her father had forced her out of their home and is withholding her money granted by publishers. Her father has also arranged a marriage for her younger sister, Haifa.
Also this girl has her own book

I just want some feminists to focus more on this than on defending Zoe Quinn and Anita Sarkeesian.

Realistically, what can they do? Most of the feminists that you likely encounter are based in USA, Canada, maybe UK. What can they do to affect attitudes and policies in a place like Yemen?

They can raise awareness. Tumblr is a global site where you can donate to people in many countries to aid them. A very good thing they can do, for one, is set up donations for this kid or other kids. They can put efforts to start up shelters for such incidents. There’s a lot of things western feminists can do. This post only has almost 9k posts, whereas a post about male tears has 36K. 

This hurt deep in my soul


UGH this post was fucking awesome until you turned it into a ‘Wahh feminists DONT EVEN CARE’ deal. Shut the fuck up, you’re the one that doesn’t care. You only use things like this to hurl at us and try to make it out like we don’t care when feminist organizations are constantly working to bring things like this to light. What are you doing?Don’t use this to deny the importance of defending women like Quinn and Sarkeesian from RAPE AND DEATH THREATS. Women who are literally forced to leave their homes because their lives are threatened are important, and so is this.People can focus on more than one thing at once, Jesus.
runwaye:

Dior S/S 14 set

click on it

I don’t know what to do because I love you and I don’t even know if you’ll stay long enough to love me too. I’m scared because I’m so far into this that I feel myself missing you so much when you’re not around. I’m emotional. I never want to know what this type of ‘relationship’ feels like ever again. This is worse than nothing. You’ve given me only part of you and I hate it and I’m sad all the time because we will see each other and speak for days on end and then nothing for two or three. I don’t think you realise what I go through in those off days. No one does and I don’t want to say because I sound so whiney but truthfully, it hurts like hell. Literally. It burns and I can’t think and I feel numb and then you come roaring back in. I was better off before you but now that I know you I can’t go back to that without suffering anyway. Fuck.

2 weeks ago with 1 note