Suenas un poco a mí.
Kenia. 19. México

iverbz:

eluting:

an ideal date would be eating takeout dinner in our pjs while watching Netflix and you play with my hair

yall literally have the lowest standards in the history of the universe and there are animals that accept urine as a mating gift

thealchemisticpoet:

The whole side chick main chick bullshit is boys trying to create a pop culture in which cheating on the woman you’re with is considered cool or normal.

Don’t perpetuate it.

suicunesrider:

what-the-hecky-heck:

I was re-reading Jaws and found something interesting.

twas foretold

suicunesrider:

what-the-hecky-heck:

I was re-reading Jaws and found something interesting.

twas foretold

shouldnt:

We’ve officially reached that annoying time of year where it’s sweater weather in the morning, but by midday you die from a heatstroke.

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If you are female, expressing hatred for your own body is not just acceptable, it’s practically de rigeur. Failure to indulge in the requisite amount of self-flagellation – my thighs! my skin! my face! – isn’t just negligent, it’s unfeminine. Self-hatred is fundamental to how femininity is constructed, more fundamental than any of the more obvious external symbols (dress, make-up, shoes). What matters is not that you are beautiful, but you know your place in the beauty hierarchy (and since every woman ages, every woman’s place will eventually be somewhere at the bottom).

Young women are encouraged to bond over their dislike of excess body hair, surplus flesh and “uneven” skin. They are meant to do so in a jovial way, egged on by perky adverts informing them what “real women” do: worry about having underarms beautiful enough for a sleeveless top, celebrate curves with apologetic booty shakes and cackle ruefully over miserable Sex-and-the-City-style lunches of Ryvita and Dulcolax. It’s a gendered ritual; men get football and booze, women get control pants and detoxes. We are supposed, of course, to be grateful. Hey, you don’t have to be perfect! Just know you’re not perfect and act accordingly, with the appropriate levels of guilt and shame!

Fairy tale after fairy tale tells us that what matters is being beautiful “on the inside” but what does that really mean? It means submission, obedience and the suppression of one’s own desires. Don’t be haughty and proud. Clean the hearth. Kiss the frog. Love the beast. Suck it up when you’re replaced by a younger model. Sure, you may look fine, but you mustn’t feel fine. You mustn’t be vain. You mustn’t be angry. All fury and pain must be turned back on itself. That way you’ll be a real princess: silent, fragile and never threatening to challenge the status quo.

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runningoncoals:

I am literally both of them at the same time

Drunk In Love (Remix)
Beyoncé ft. Kanye West

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sadfrick:

*sees a cute boy* *checks to see what kind of shoes he is wearing*

thelastjackalope:

Golden Retriever / Siberian Husky mix

That is seriously the cutest puppy I’ve ever seen.

problackgirl:

we’ve taught girls to romanticise nearly everything a boy does. when i was younger i thought it was cute that boys chased the girl even after she said no. i loved it when after a girl moved away from a kiss, the guy would pull her back and force it on. i thought a guy saying ‘i won’t take a no for an answer’ was passionate and romantic. we’re literally always teaching girls to romanticise abusive traits.

heidiblairmontag:

rebekahlynnlove:

fantasticallyweirdshit:

Single serving Comunion

jesus 2 go 

prepackaged and processed for your sins 

heidiblairmontag:

rebekahlynnlove:

fantasticallyweirdshit:

Single serving Comunion

jesus 2 go 

prepackaged and processed for your sins 
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