jessiedress asked: I already have a sisterwife, but I had a dream last night where you were my spinsterwife. In my dream being spinsterwives meant we crocheted and talked a lot of shit, and I had a knuckle tattoo that said spinster.
“Listen to the MUSTN’T’s, child,
Listen to the DON’T’s
Listen to the SHOULDN’T’s
The IMPOSSIBLEs the WON’Ts
Listen to the NEVER HAVEs
Then Listen close to me,
Anything can happen,child,
ANYTHING can be.”—
“Nobody, whether it’s your current mate or some dreamed-of partner in the future, has any obligation to deliver your happiness on a platter — nor could they even if they wanted to. Real love comes not from trying to solve our neediness by depending on another, but by developing our own inner richness and maturity. Then we have so much love to give that we naturally draw lovers towards us.”—Osho (via moonsiren)
“My old lipcolor could barely keep up with my busy schedule. In the time that it took me to notice the wide discrepancy between my salary and that of my male peers, I’d have to reapply. In the seconds to count the number of women in high political offices, seated on corporate boards, or featured in film & television over the age of forty, my lipcolor would become as invisible as this glass ceiling just inches above my head. L’Oreal: because I’m worth it. And because holding myself to an impossible standard of beauty keeps me from starting a riot.”—Maria Bamford, “How to WIN!” (via ammrva)
my boyfriend just told me he loves me for the first time.
problem is he didn’t mean it. it was a slip of the tongue as he was quickly trying to say goodbye. i know he doesn’t mean it because we just had this conversation like 2 weeks ago about how we both like each other very much but its not that serious.
so if i don’t love him either why did it feel like a slap in the face?
A Spanish mother has taken revenge on the man who raped her 13-year-old daughter at knifepoint by dousing him in petrol and setting him alight. He died of his injuries in hospital on Friday.
Antonio Cosme Velasco Soriano, 69, had been sent to jail for nine years in 1998, but was let out on a three-day pass and returned to his home town of Benejúzar, 30 miles south of Alicante, on the Costa Blanca.
While there, he passed his victim’s mother in the street and allegedly taunted her about the attack. He is said to have called out “How’s your daughter?”, before heading into a crowded bar.
Shortly after, the woman walked into the bar, poured a bottle of petrol over Soriano and lit a match. She watched as the flames engulfed him, before walking out…
I would absolutely do this. I’d take the jail time for my daughter. no question about it. the system is fucked when it comes to handling rapists/molesters. There are people that deserve swift justice, and those are a category that do.
You have to constantly work at that shit. And it’s difficult especially when you live in a culture that incessantly tells you that you’re ugly and wrong and horrible. And I totally believe in fat as being worthy and beautiful and normal and neutral, but that doesn’t mean I don’t still have a shit load of unlearning to do in terms of the negative body image I’ve been conditioned to have my entire life.