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I'm a student at the University of Memphis majoring in English. If you want me to like you, you must either have the ability to create, the ability to question, or the ability to empathize. If you want me to love you, you must have all three... Or be obsessed with the same fandoms.

delectabledelight:

 

Toasted Marshmallow Milkshake
paulyouignorantslut:

happinessisawarmbun:

“DON’T LET THE DOG OUT” by KatieHorse on DeviantArt.
Depicting John and Paul and Martha in cartoon form.

omfg this is amazing

paulyouignorantslut:

happinessisawarmbun:

“DON’T LET THE DOG OUT” by KatieHorse on DeviantArt.

Depicting John and Paul and Martha in cartoon form.

omfg this is amazing

(via britishbeatlemania)

(Source: pink-veins, via sitbackandream)

In the 1930s, men’s nipples were just as provocative, shameful and taboo as women’s are now, and men were protesting in much the same way. In 1930, four men went topless to Coney Island and were arrested. In 1935, a flash mob of topless men descended upon Atlantic City, 42 of whom were arrested. Men fought and they were heard, changing not only laws but social consciousness. And by 1936, men’s bare chests were accepted as the norm.

So why is it that 80 years later women can’t seem to achieve the same for their chests? Why can’t a mother proudly breastfeed her child in public without feeling sexualized? why is a 17-year-old girl being asked to leave her own prom because a group of fathers find her too provocative?

[…] I am not trying to argue for mandatory toplessness, or even bralessness. What I am arguing for is a woman’s right to choose how she represents her body — and to make that choice based on personal desire and not a fear of how people will react to her or how society will judge her. No woman should be made to feel ashamed of her body.

—   Scout Willis, in XOJane, on Instagram’s nudity policy and why she recently strolled the NYC streets topless. Solid essay all around. I found this piece particularly interesting because I’d never heard about the men’s nipples thing. (via batmansymbol)

(via hemmosexuall1996)

dolleyesny:

Doll Eyes Easter Mass preview!
aseaofquotes:

Cecelia Ahern, If You Could See Me Now

aseaofquotes:

Cecelia Ahern, If You Could See Me Now

(via sitbackandream)

lifesanemotionalrollercoaster:

c4cti:

sometimes i wake up with a very urgent thought on my mind and it’s usually pretty dumb like ‘je suis un pomme' or 'root beer fairytales' but this morning i woke up and sat there for a second and all i could think was

tis i,

the frenchiest fry

I JUST LAUGHED OUT LOUD IN CLASS

(via johnnyniles)

particularscarf:

evmlove:

damecatoe:

"By far, one of the best scenes in the book is where Kaling writes about the photo shoot she and Office co-star Ellie Kemper did for People’s Most Beautiful issue. When the stylist brought a trailer full of size zero gowns, Kaling found herself crying in the children’s bathroom of the public school where the photo shoot was happening. In the bathroom stall, she discovered a smear of what looked like excrement and a child’s graffiti: “This school is bulls–t!” which made her a) laugh and b) demand that the stylist alter one of the gowns to fit her. In the end photo, she’s smiling in a gorgeous fuchsia dress that the stylist had to rip down the back and alter with canvas. Looking at beautiful Kaling, though, you’d never know. It’s a sweet moment of chubby girl victory.” (via afterellen)

This is the story that truly made her my hero.

Here’s the thing: why the FUCK would a stylist- who, on a shoot like this, would obviously be considered a “professional”- ONLY bring tiny-sized gowns? 

Does this happen all the time? Seriously? Like… do they just not MAKE gowns that- 

Oh, wait. 

They don’t. 

Time and time again, we know, we’re told, upscale designers actually ADMIT and are PROUD of the fact that they don’t make gowns for “plus-sized” women.

Mindy Kaling had to have the gown she wanted ripped down the back with canvas tacked onto it AT HER OWN FUCKING PHOTO SHOOT.

Melissa fucking McCarthy couldn’t find a SINGLE designer to fit her for a gown at her own fucking Oscars ceremony.

Hell, I can’t even decently priced off-the-rack REGULAR FUCKING CLOTHES that don’t look something my grandma would wear on a Norwegian cruiseliner.

Because apparently “fat” people don’t deserve to take pride in how they look.

And I actually AM fat. Mindy Kaling ISN’T EVEN.

(via johnnyniles)