fidetamor:

damn i wish this could be my fucking graduation dress…

co-sign. I want

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trecentric:

LOVE THE SKIN YOU’RE IN!!! <3<3<3

reblogging mostly cause I LOVE those earrings.

uberfacts:

Vulva Original is the perfume that smells like a vagina (With a name like that, it had better). Is this a good idea? I can’t tell. In theory it could be a good idea, but is it really a good idea? Please weigh in on the comments if you have an opinion about this. Not an opinion of…

the-absolute-funniest-posts:

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I haven’t blogged in a while, partly because I got bored and lacked inspiration and partly because I had exams. I caught myself a couple times, especially when I was studying for my Gender and Sexuality exam “hey that would make a good post”, and I realised I started this blog to get stuff off of my chest and to muse out loud or to the internet to whomever may be watching and to let my thoughts, feelings and insecurities fly free.

I admit that I am a tad bit sceptical about it being a public blog, I don’t really mind if people read but as I am getting closer and closer to entering the work world (boo hoo) I realise it might not be the wisest thing to use my real name to express my rawest thoughts. Anonymity has its benefits. Especially since what I do express on my page is most often controversial and goes against the grain. At this point I’m still wondering what my conclusion is. 

Anyways, to the musings. 

I recently entered the parenting world. Before you gasp and offer congrats I don’t mean human babies. Holy Deity forbid. Dog babies. Puppies. 3 week old puppies. Although some may say taking care of them is in no way comparable to taking care of a human baby I’ll beg to differ. I’ve not slept 8 straight hours since I’ve taken them into my care. And I don’t mind. I like staying up and watching them. Even take a slight joy in the more unpleasant tasks (puppy shit is no joke) because I know my babies are healthy. Their mother is dead. 

I have to feed them every 3 hours, poop them, burp them, bathe them, watch them, comfort them, play with them. This sounds an awful lot like human baby parenthood if you ask me. I love them so much. I’m one of those parents that will have a wallet full of pictures and start the conversation off with “Did I tell you what _______ did today?” They don’t have names yet as I haven’t quite gauged their personalities. They’re perfect. Fat. Fluffy. Smelling like milk. Innocent. Helpless.  I’m going to be a good mommy. 

I had a conversation with my boyfriend the other day. About the nature of humans. And it came about after seeing a woman begging on the street in the Gap and seeing a dog skirting around trashcans for food. And I reasoned that I feel better helping a stray dog out than a man sitting on the street. 

As harsh as this sounds, my logic is that with a dog, you know he wants nothing more than my help. Food. Water. A shelter but not really. That’s all he wants. His motives are pure. He won’t take my donation and try and do something else with it, try and turn it for a profit, take my kindness for weakness.  He wants help and that’s it. With a human, you have to wonder if he’s going to take my cash donation and use it for drugs or something. Or if they are trying to lure me into a trap. I dunno. I don’t mind giving to charities, but at the same time I wonder if my donation is making it t the people who need it most. 

C’est la vie.

la vie. 

Although I can technically scratch go to Paris off my bucket list, I need to go back with some adult sensibilities. I went when I was 17. I wanna go back now and roam by myself and do ish by myself. Or with a loved one. 

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I’d rock this 

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aroundthewaycurls:

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LOL. coooool

here kitty kitty kitty 

brujaporvida:

does anyone know the brand? need these.

shoes. what are you doing? you belong in my closet. stop that. get out of the computer screen now

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itscandidlycara:

The parents in this movie are pretty much everything I aspire to be as a mother.

i think yes, today 

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The Late Great Amy Winehouse. 

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