February 2012
Femme is defiance. Femme ignores the male gaze & tells patriarchy to fuck...
– BOSSY FEMME (via clairebearstare)
[My husband] said that, unlike straight women who commit to one man out of all...
– <p>Reverend Dr Janet Edwards</a> a Presbyterian Minister & Board Member of More Light Presbyterians in “Top Five Questions Asked About Being a Bisexual Minister”.</p> <p>In 2008 Rev. Edwards was tried and unanimously acquitted by a church court for presiding at the...
You are born of sex. Your every body cell is a sex cell, all your energy is sex...
– Osho (via vaginastuff)
When people don’t express themselves, they die one piece at a time. You’d be...
– Girl, Interrupted by Susanna Kaysen (via skirtingtheline)
Only hang around people that are positive and make you feel good. Anybody who...
– Amy Poehler (via poplitealf-ossa)
Anyone can love a rose, but it takes a great deal to love a leaf. It’s ordinary...
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Love is the strangest, most illogical thing in the world.
– The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight - Jennifer E. Smith (via 100mugsofcoffee)
Whenever anyone has called me a bitch, I have taken it as a compliment. To me, a...
– Margaret Cho (via sayhikatie)
I grew up hard and am still hard and I don’t care. I did not choose this face or...
– BLOG « Margaret Cho (via bethanymckenzie)
una boluda en brooklyn: Shut Up Karl →
unaboluda:
February 9th, 2012
You should hide behind that fan Karl Lagerfeld, shame on you, for calling Adele ‘a little bit fat’. Who are you? What is the point of saying that? What are you trying to prove? Why are you trying to cut a bitch down? Shame shame shame. Don’t read people as that only…
Ugly. Is irrelevant. It is an immeasurable insult to a woman, and then...
– Margaret Cho (via wretchedoftheearth)
I love rain. It’s like God created it as an excuse so people wouldn’t have to be...
– Adam Scott
(via rufustfirefly)
In a nation ruled by swine, all pigs are upward-mobile — and the rest of us are...
– Hunter S. Thompson (via thechocolatebrigade)
Perhaps one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood.
– George Orwell (via thechocolatebrigade)