A very good way of going about explaining this issue. It’s good to see something positive come from Tumblr.
REBLOG THE SHIT OUT OF THIS.
And the reblog button was hit so quickly that it actually was reblogged BEFORE it was clicked
Will always reblog this.
I just like being girly. But what I like more, is having people noticing without minding. Just the fact that they’re aware of what I am and want to be without seeing anything but god old little me makes me happy, and most importantly, comfortable.
I literally never, ever reblog these sort of posts, but this one is going up, since it’s pretty much one of the few who nails it all the way!
This is what feminism SHOULD be about. And it still is for a lot of people, but not enough of them on this site.
My first kiss head canon is at Baker Street. Sherlock is trying to convince John to stay there where it’s safe while he runs off and does something equal parts stupid and heroic. John’s all “lol, not on your life” and Sherlock tries being nasty and abrasive, but it’s no use because John knows him for real. Finally Sherlock’s like “please” with his for-serious sad face and John starts to argue with him “if I’m not going, you’re not going” and “it’s just the two of us against the rest of the world” and “this is just as much my problem as it is yours” and Sherlock’s so fed up and frustrated by this point he grabs John, trying to reason with him, but they end up grappling with each other and shouting and letting out all the pent up frustration and they say at the same time, “YOU LEFT ME!” It’s dead quiet. They’re just staring at each other in that way they always do and it’s like THEY KNOW and they don’t have to say anything else. Sherlock backs away. Like, the keeping-eye-contact backing away, about to leave the flat and go down the stairs alone and John just says his name, all soft and broken and pissed as all hell and Sherlock is immediately drawn back by the sound and kisses him. And kisses him and kisses him and then leaves without a word and John’s too stunned to follow after him.
writing an essay and i feel like murder
i want coffee
my mom says i cant have any
first day of school tomorrow
im kinda done with Huck Finn and mark twain rn(bc i have to write this essay)
yeah that’s all
I THOUGHT THEY WERE GOING TO MAKE OUT.
I THOUGHT IT WAS THE START TO A PORNO.
THE SEXUAL TENSION.
OH MY GOD.
I’M SO CONFUSED IS THIS NOT A PARODY
every time this shows up on my dash i just cackle like a maniac. this and the nose boop set.
American Ballet Theatre corps Kaho Ogawa 10 pirouettes
im not sure what i was expecting
parents: “u should be more active”
why are bras and period products so fucking expensive okay this shit pisses me off, it’s not like i asked for boobs or for my vagina to destroy itself every month
Tell me something.
When was the last time you opened up your browser and saw a beautiful image of a body shape that looked just like yours?
When was the last time you saw an image of skin markings that looked just like yours?
When was the last time you saw an image of breasts that looked just like yours? An ass that looked just like yours? Scars that looked just like yours? A belly that looked just like yours?
—David Gemmel (via theantiquated)