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Michelle. I'm Gay. and Pro-choice. I am very liberal. love me.
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I hate how if a woman has sex with a bunch of guys she’s considered a slut, but if a guy does the exact same thing, he’s ‘gay’
(Source: delicatelydebonair, via adium-starcadium)
Man is now able to soar into outer space and reach up to the moon; but he is not moral enough to live at peace with his neighbor!
when you have a crush on someone it feels really nice inside but then you realize who you have a crush on and how out of your league they are and always will be and then you turn into a squid and swim away forever
(Source: warmachinerox, via adventuresinslumberland)
stop trying to be my therapist you jew
friends who discuss gay porn together stay together
(Source: localnativity, via recentsituations)
“i’m not homophobic, i just think gay people shouldn’t—”
“i know i’m white, but i don’t see anything wrong with saying nig—”
“you’re so pretty for a dark—”
“yeah i’ll use your preferred pronouns, but you weren’t born a —”
“if women didn’t want sex, why would they—”
omfg today i told my mom that i’m a lesbian and i have a girlfriend and then i was just sitting in my room listening to tegan and sara and mom came in and stared at me for a second then really quietly she said ‘i don’t know why i didn’t notice it before’ and then she just walked out omg
(Source: syncrate)
Walk as if you are kissing the Earth with your feet.
Sometimes while I ride the subway I try to look at each person and imagine what they look like to someone who is totally in love with them. I think everyone has had someone look at them that way, whether it was a lover, or a parent, or a friend, whether they know it or not. It’s a wonderful thing, to look at someone to whom I would never be attracted and think about what looking at them feels like to someone who is devouring every part of their image, who has invisible strings that are connected to this person tied to every part of their body. I think this fun pastime is a way of cultivating compassion. It feels good to think about people that way, and to use that part of my mind that I think is traditionally reserved for a tiny portion of people I’ll meet in my life to appreciate the general public. I wish I thought about people like this more often. I think it’s the opposite of what our culture teaches us to do. We prefer to pick people apart to find their flaws. Cultivating these feelings of love or appreciation for random people, and even for people I don’t like, makes me a more forgiving and appreciative person toward myself and people I love. Also, it’s just a really excellent pastime.
