un repertorio de inspiración
“Think how you love me,” she whispered. “I don’t ask you to love me always like this, but I ask you to remember. Somewhere inside me there’ll always be the person I am tonight.”
F. Scott Fitzgerald (via naturellement) (via morganmartinez) (via toholdit) (via coitusandcopouts)
“Intersectionality was supposed to mean that your experience was no less important than that of the women on the website miles across the ether. It was supposed to allow some way of creating tissue from invisible techno fibres, some way of embodying all of our complicated selves.”
Intersectionality (via igather)
i like it when
boys silly dance.
it is a guaranteed, one-way ticket to sexytown. population: you and me. naked.
FUCK YES.
And I’ll take this opportunity to link THIS wonderful thing.
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paper bag - fiona appleplaying this song on repeat is never good news for my sanity.
whoops!
That was my essence-song for a while. It was sad pandas.
want want want
so i decided today, somewhat spontaneously, that i really want a strap-on. i guess it’s not that surprising, since i can’t stop thinking about the girl i fucked last night.and now i’m posting this here, where no one will see it, because i don’t have the guts to tell society to fuck themselves and to own my actions and desires and be happy. also, my little brother’s on facebook so that’d be kinda awkward.
happy national coming out day. god damn it.
DO. IT.
Also, in terms of dildos, the Raquel is really fucking nice.
