Shayy, 17, guitarist/vocalist, book worm. I study photography, english literature and english language at ousedale 6th form and that pretty much takes up the most of my time. :)
i’m really good at making plans and then not wanting to do them when the time comes
story featuring a city where it’s cloudy and rains almost all the time but instead of being stereotypically gloomy and grim, it’s lively and colorful and people party hard indoors and decorate the streets with colorful strings of lights. umbrellas are major fashion accessories and nobody is caught dead without one. festivals are all held indoors except for rain parades. everyone has massive gardens. its awesome.
so let me get this straight:
y’all bleed outta your vaginas
once a month, your panties look like a fucking murder scene
you are basically giVING BIRTH TO THE FUCKING LINING OF ONE OF YOUR INTERNAL ORGANS
and yet you just go about your daily business like
people with vaginas are fucking badass.
people with vaginas
what are they called again?
They’re called people with vaginas because not everyone with a vagina is a woman.
whoop there it is
On Periods: Let’s put this shit to bed right now: Women don’t lose their minds when they have period-related irritability. It doesn’t lower their ability to reason; it lowers their patience and, hence, tolerance for bullshit. If an issue comes up a lot during “that time of the month,” that doesn’t mean she only cares about it once a month; it means she’s bothered by it all the time and lacks the capacity, once a month, to shove it down and bury it beneath six gulps of willful silence.
oh this is SO FREAKING SPOT ON
why is it
"no boy will want you if you keep on with that feminist rubbish"
"no girl will want you if you keep on being a misogynistic piece of shit"
you know EXACTLY why
lavender brown gets more hate for how she handles unrequited romantic feelings than snape does and i find that incredibly disturbing