Wednesday, September 17, 2014

meowthpatrol:

please don’t feel bad because you feel like you cry too much or that your grades suck or that you eat too much. Sailor Moon had all those flaws but she was a hero and so are you.

Tuesday, September 16, 2014
sales-aholic:

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sales-aholic:

From September 17th - 21st and between the hours of 2pm - 6pm, buy any Starbucks fall drink and get one FREE! This is valid at participating US Starbucks locations. The fall drinks you can choose from are Pumpkin Spice Latte, Salted Caramel Mocha, and Teavana Oprah Chai. You can also choose between hot or iced versions of these. Announcement found on their official Facebook and Twitter. Enjoy :)

For more:  Deals  ♥  Freebies  ♥  Sweepstakes
You know what else it costs to write about and talk about consent? I’m going to be super real with y’all. It has cost me the vast majority of my relationships with men. Not all at once, but eventually, over time, one by one. It was one sexist joke too many, it was one boundary-crossing-creep-defender over the line. It was the constant microaggressions or the combination of being privileged and defensive about it and unable or unwilling to do any better. Most grew weary of arguing about feminist issues, or about the fact that I wouldn’t let them just win those arguments, even though they usually had no idea what they were talking about. They couldn’t deal with the fact that I won’t allow anyone to say disparaging shit to and about me and mine. Or they won’t or can’t do better after I explain how to do better many many times and finally I have to peace out on them for my own safety. I have at present a tiny handful of guy friends. One I get into arguments with nearly every time we talk. I fear that relationship may go the way of most of my past relationships with subtly sexist men—away, that is to say. Which is really too fucking bad. Because the truth is, I don’t hate men—I hate male privilege. I really like men, shit, I love them actually, some of them. I miss having men friends, but not enough to let the mild misogyny slide. I have got to take care of me and mine. That’s where we clash, because I refuse to just smooth things over, to just let things go. They’re accustomed to deference and I’ve taught myself to drop that habit as best I can. Guest Post: On the costs of talking about consent - Consent Culture (via ceeainthereforthat)

cooliofresshblog:

dripping-adorableness:

 Rihanna - Diamonds (Acoustic)

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handsdown the best version of diamonds ever yep nothing compares

This is thee best I EVER heard her.

WHAT THE FUCCCCCCCK THIS IS BEAUTIFULLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!

(Source: rihannanavyhn)

floozys:

parental figure: “sit like a lady”

me:

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hiphophelicopter:

white people wanna talk about “respecting the dead” and “remembering them for the good they’ve done” until a black person gets killed and suddenly every bad thing from their past justifies murder

I hate the feeling when you have to say goodbye to someone you want to spend every minute with. Unknown (via perfect)

(Source: picsandquotes)

When people say ‘This is my baby,’ they don’t always mean a baby. Sometimes they mean a dog. A Somali student, on what has surprised her most about the United States. (via africandogontheprairie)