I love women who can acknowledge their own beauty along with everyone elses. Like heck yeah I look good, and so do you madam, oh you too gurl, DAAAANG work it sister.
its 20 fucking 13 can we stop pretending that online activism and general awareness campaigns “dont do anything” before i got on tumblr i was a racist sexist anti-feminist piece of garbage whos greatest understanding of any social issue was discrimination against white gay men and that trans people were “men trapped in womens bodies”
obviously something fucking right is going on so why dont you stop being pessimistic little shits.
school supplies list:
i hate small talk
tell me about how lonely you are or tell me about why you keep waking up in the morning or talk to me about your mum’s eyes and your dad’s laugh. I don’t care about the weather and you don’t care about how my job’s going.
do people in real life get pushed against a wall and kissed passionately does this actually happen because if so i need it to happen to me