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I'm Lucy and I'm just happy to be here.
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For the rain it raineth every day.

navyvice:

This is my zine. I like to think of it as a manifesta, but it is in no way a definite set of rules. These are ideas I have collected and found through dialogues with other women. Read, copy, print, pass it on. Comment, criticize, agree and tell me your thoughts. 

Support the Third Wave!

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1. Stop faking your fucking orgasms. Society already tells young men that they run the fucking universe - if they can’t turn your cunt into a shooting star then for god’s sake, let them know about it.

2. Once you’ve stopped faking your fucking orgasms, use this newfound honesty throughout the rest of your life - stop ordering coffee you don’t actually like; stop sitting at a desk and allowing people to treat you like shit in the hopes that a meek attitude will earn you a promotion (it won’t); stop telling people they can finish your food when you’re not actually done yet. These may seem petty, but they add up, just like every orgasm you didn’t actually get to have.

3. If you wanna dance all night, dance all fucking night. Dance all night even if you have work in the morning. The worst that will happen is you’ll drink RedBull all day and look like a zombie - pass it off as a head cold to the real zombies you work with and flick through the embarrassing photos you’re being tagged in as you pretend to take a shit for some peace and quiet. I promise, you’ll remember dancing all night in ten years, not the suspicious way your boss looked at you that morning.

4. If your ass looks big in that, that’s a good thing.

5. You will never be as young as you are this second. Embrace it.

6. Embrace the fact that you’re going to get older. Ask your boyfriend if he will still love you when you’re seventy and your tits are down to your knees. Look forward to this time - seventy year old women are allowed to do pretty much whatever they want, and no-one can stop them. You can carry candy in your bag and not share it with a single soul. You can stay home all day and cross-stitch expletives onto handkerchiefs for your grandchildren and slip them under the table out of sight of the people you raised. You can drink whisky at 10am. Every phase of your life is going to be amazing for different reasons. Embrace that.

7. A lot of people will pretend to love Bukowski. Don’t pretend to love Bukowski if you don’t love Bukowski. It’s overplayed and no-one will mind if you actually like Virginia Andrews instead - the people who do mind are boring.

Some more little life lessons, by Daisy Lola. (via florida-sounds)

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worshiptotheland:

Literally the best

officecity:

Dwight Schrute: [laughing hysterically]

All the hardest, coldest people you meet,
were once as soft as water.
And that’s the tragedy of living.Iain S. Thomas (via amarling)

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back-then:

The Anti-Flirt Club was an American club active in Washington, D.C., during the early 1920s. The purpose of the club was to protect young women and girls who received unwelcome attention from men in automobiles and on street corners. The Anti-Flirt Club launched an ‘Anti-Flirt’ week, which began on March 4, 1923

LOST  ≈  M i n i m a l i s t

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I love no one but you, I have discovered, but you are far away and I am here alone. Then this is my life and maybe, however unlikely, I’ll find my way back there. Or maybe, one day, I’ll settle for second best. And on that same day, hell will freeze over, the sun will burn out and the stars will fall from the sky.Lemony Snicket (via seabois)

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tomriddl:

date a boy with dark hair and light eyes, date a boy whos sassy, date a boy with glasses, date a boy with a tragic past, date a boy with strange shaped scars, date a boy who’s defeated a dark lord, date harry potter

(via halpertjames)

gnarlyninja:

"i don’t support feminism because-" lol nah we ain’t even gonna talk bye

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