tyleroakley:

Thanks Cosmopolitan!

I googled to verify this nonsense… and, yeah.  I’m laughing so hard I’m literally crying.  Cosmo, how are you a thing? 

I can’t stop laugh/cry/wheeze/cough-ing. 

VIRGINITY IS A SOCIAL CONSTRUCT

Virginity:

• is sexist
• is heteronormative
• commodifies sex
• commodifies young cis-het white women
• contributes to rape culture
• contributes to slut-shaming
• erases queer folk
• erases transfolk
• frames a woman’s worth as inversely proportional to the number of dicks that have been inside her

Virginity is the most annoying and irrelevant abstract concept that exists only to shame women, and somehow it consumes an absurd amount of our discourse around gender roles and women’s rights.  Virginity isn’t even a real thing.  stfu and leave me alone, society.

humansofnewyork:

OMGooslings!!!!! 

I watched Drive again the other day.  I love that film.  But… these Goslings are still a million times cuter and preferable to that Gosling.

I love you John Waters, you delightfully crazy creature.

Wherever You Are, Jeffrey Harrison

musiquevisuelle:

When I kissed you in the hall
of the youth hostel we fell
into the linen closet laughing
twenty years ago and I still
remember though not very often
the taste of cheap wine in your mouth
like raspberries the freckle
between your breasts and the next day
when we went to Versailles I hardly
saw anything because I was looking
at you the whole time your face I can’t
quite remember then I kissed you
good-bye and you got on a train
and I never saw you again just
one day and one letter long gone
explaining never mind but sometimes
I wonder where you are probably
married with children like me happy
with a new last name a whole life
having nothing to do with that day
but everybody has something like it
a small thing they can’t help
going back to and it’s not even about
choices and where your life might
have gone but just that it’s there
far enough away so it can be seen
as just something that happened almost
to someone else an episode from
a movie we walk out of blinded
back into our lives

“Wherever You Are” by Jeffrey Harrison, from Feeding the Fire. © Sarabande Books, 2001.

summer’s refrain

jameschororos:

No. 173 | Water | HI

I find myself taking these pictures every time I travel. I can watch water for hours. 

prestonhymas:

THAT.

FACE.

Literally me, every time I’m drunk.

The Lydias have graduated! 

(All my friends were Ethnic Studies majors.  Turns out I don’t know/actively dislike most of the English majors I had to sit with last night.)