When reality television star and fashion blogger Lauren Conrad was asked what her “favorite position” was on a live radio program a while back, the women listening held their breath. Although we take great pride in the work that we do, most of us could relate to being undermined and belittled publicly at work. When Conrad cleverly retorted “CEO,” it was hard not to aggressively high-five our laptop and mobile devices. The words “hell” and “yeah” could be heard all across the nation.
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This is fucking disturbing.
Capitalism is the problem. It causes homelessness and avoids the homeless being housed into these vacant houses.
|—||Jack Canfield (via insanity-and-vanity)|
This man has been holding up this sign promoting religious tolerance everyday in Mumbai, for more than three years.
a restaurant in my hometown got a review that said the servers should “show some skin” so the owner added a potato skin special to the menu and all the proceeds from the special go to the west virginia foundation for rape information services (x)
That’s exactly the appropriate response.
when i die i want that cool thing done where they take your ashes and pressurise them enough to turn them into a precious gem. i then want that gem forged into a swords hilt so my heir can avenge me because im not dying unless im killed i can assure you
Feminism is knowing that you don’t have to wear things to impress a man
Feminism is also knowing that it’s okay to wear things to impress a man if you want to
Society forgets the first part, tumblr forgets the second part
|—||House Of Hippies (via kushandwizdom)|
If anybody ever makes you feel bad about fan fiction remind them that Wicked is basically a Wizard of Oz college AU and it’s a best selling novel and one of the most popular musicals on Broadway
How rare is it that someone comes into your life by chance who has layers; like the opera phase they went through, or all the time they’ve spent reading through the greatest books, or the satirical essay they wrote to piss off the hipster girl in their class, or the Celtic music they used to sing, or the night they spent urban exploring and drank an Arizona in an abandoned bar in a rainstorm…all I know is, I want to turn this guy’s voice into music because I could honestly listen to this guy talk forever. For the first time in forever, I want to unravel someone, and the feeling is amazing. It’s reminded me that people aren’t two dimensional, and that there are others out there who want to drive battered trucks into nowhere and take a Greyhound to Dallas and think that words are remarkable and learning is endless and humanity has promise and I saw all of that so rawly in this guy’s words and it makes me want to never doubt myself again and read everything in the world because why not, and he reminded me that little people are the ones who keep the world moving. I so want to see you again, someday, if nothing else, just to talk about our lives and the world and everything that’s infinite and good and real.