A life perfect ain't perfect
if you don't know what the struggle's for
fallin' down ain't fallin' down
if you don't cry when you hit the floor
it's called the past,
'cause I'm gettin' past
and I ain't nothin' like I was before
you oughta see me now...
Ask me whatever
littleseahorses asked: Thanks for reposting the picture I submitted to miss rep (the party with sluts tee shirt)! Oh yes, it does DEFINITELY make me more than sad for sorority girls, it makes me sad that guys think that this is such a great shirt when it's dehumanizing and offensive. I'm glad there's others out there like you who realize this! :)
I’ve been super out of the loop and not on Tumblr so I just saw your message, but I’m totally down with fighting slut-shaming. It’s a relatively new term to me, but the concept has always been the same. Keep rockin girl
Because, if you say that getting the money is the most important thing, you will spend your life wasting your time. You will be doing things you don’t like doing in order to go on living, that is, in order to do things you don’t like doing, which is stupid.
Better to have a short life that is full of things you like doing than a long life
What the women actually showed during the evening was that they worked a lot harder, and a lot smarter, than Seth MacFarlane. Shirley Bassey sang “Goldfinger,” and Adele sang “Skyfall”…and Barbra Streisand was mesmerizing with “The Way We Were.” Either by dint of age or body type or simple strength and craft, none of the three were what the Oscars had been telling women that they had to be—a reminder that it’s best not to listen to guys like MacFarlane.
The New Yorker, “Seth MacFarlane and the Oscars’ Hostile, Ugly, Sexist Night” (via missrep)