When you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take this...– WB Yeats (via w-eatherfield)
I'm a Socialist.
sarcasticdecadence: Seriously, I’m fed up with people using the word ‘Socialist’ as if it was the worst thing in the world. It is not. To hear these people go on, you’d think I’m declaring that I’m a Nazi-Facist-Communist-Soviet-Stalinist zealot. This basically sums up all my feelings on the matter: come at me.
You know that feeling when you really really like someone but you have no idea what to say to them or how to go about it? So unlike me and so frustrating skgfdkgdx
You twirl your hair Around a flawless finger I am now quite hooked You drop your pencil My chance bounces across the floor An ant on hot coals Snatch it off the ground You touched it so it’s sacred Look at it, then: “Ahem.” You want it back now It flops in my hand – a dead Fish, and I’m struck dumb Slack-jawed, I go numb As your pinkie touches mine While you grab it back ...
feminishblog: If you can see my cleavage… …this means you are seeing my intramammary cleft, or the space between my breasts, exposing their separation, which resides over my sternum. … this does not mean that you are seeing the space where my self-respect used to reside but has since fled. I have self respect. And I also happen to have breasts. Any questions?
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To any idiot who says, ‘You a feminist? Do you burn your bras, then, huh? HUR?...– Caitlin Moran, How To Be a Woman (via falsesalvation)
materialpossibilities: “I am still so naïve; I know pretty much what I like and dislike; but please, don’t ask me who I am. A passionate, fragmentary girl, maybe?” -Sylvia Plath