faxmachine:

I think the reason why the phrase “I’m not like most girls” annoys me so much is because women have been conditioned to feel like they have to disassociate themselves from the female gender to be recognised as an interesting human being and if that isn’t fucked up then I don’t know what is

(via sexual-feelings)

Whenever there’s an article in the media about how a (usually white) man of power is critiquing a female of power notice how it’s usually them “hilariously slashing” or “ripping” the female apart.
If a female critiques a man of power, notice how quickly she’s labelled bossy, controlling, domineering, bitchy, out-of-line versus how a female being critiqued is ‘hilarious’ 9 times out of 10.

Love is the warmest colour
Love is the warmest colour
Love is the warmest colour
Love is the warmest colour

I hate how heavy sadness is. Happiness floats. But sadness just kind of sits there. It’s that dark cloud that you can’t see until it’s on the other side of the mountain that comes along and refuses to fuck off. Sadness is shit because it’s draining and heavy and easily fills an entire room in a few seconds. It’s shit because it’s the type of heavy that can’t be tied down yet you feel obliged to.

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