- You can go shopping with them without them complaining
- They understand periods and can relate to them
- Boobs
- They have such soft skin
- They don’t have hairy armpits, legs, or facial hair
- Boobs
- They say the sweetest things
- They’re the best cuddlers
- Boobs
- They’re the best kissers
- They have sexy moans
- Boobs
I want the girl who always looks her best because of her smile, not the clothes she wears or can fit into;
the girl who turns me on with her laugh, not with the words she whispers in my ear about what she going to do to me;
the girl with eyes that seduce all of me all the time;
the girl to sleep next to, not just with.
This doesn’t change with what MTV chooses to show, but it’s what I want to see when I kiss her goodnight and good morning because being beautiful is what makes her sexy, not the other way around. I just wish she saw that, too.
Ohmygoodness I can’t even
I often imagine myself topless in a tiny apartment with my hair up with someone I love
Anonymous asked:
Did your panties just drop or do the barges break in New Orleans again? ;)
Anonymous asked:
I’m into femme girls. But the ones who are sort of athletic. She should be cute, which makes her sexy (stereotypical sexy makes me feel uncomfortable, like I can’t explain it). I love girls with pretty lips. Girls who like cheesy stuff sometimes. Girls who will let me sing/play them songs. Girls who are edgy and fun. Girls who like to cuddle. Also, girls who think and have depth. Umm body type doesn’t matter much to me as long as she is healthy, like the last girl I fell for was bigger, but she was extremely beautiful in soooo many ways. Girls with soft skin. Girls. Idk. It also really depends on the individual.
To put it simply, I AM TIRED OF TRYING TO EXPLAIN THIS SHIT TO PEOPLE WHO DON’T WANT TO HEAR IT. Especially “jokes” like MacFarlane’s, which, to the layperson’s ear, barely register above microaggressions (if the kind of people who see no problem whatsoever with “We Saw Your Boobs” were the kind of people who used the term “microaggressions”). I am tired of trying to have an intellectual discussion about dog-whistle sexism in a culture where prominent politicians are still trying to grasp what rape is, and in a world where little girls are shot in the head because they want to go to school. Asking people to think critically about some hacky jokes from a dancing cartoonist? You might as well wear a sandwich board that says, “Yell at Me With Bad Grammar.”
I am tired of being called a shrieking harridan for pointing out inequalities so tangible and blatant that they are regularly codified into law. I am tired of being told to provide documentation of inequality in the comments sections of a website where a staff of smart women documents inequality as fast as our fingers can move. Like, you might as well write me a note on a banana peel demanding that I prove to you that bananas exist. I am tired of being asked to “cite sources” proving that sexism is real (that RAPE is real, even!), because there is no way to concisely cite decades and decades of rigorous academia. Allow me to point at the fucking library. We can’t cite “everything,” and our challengers know that. It’s an insulting diversionary tactic, it’s an attempt to drag us all backwards, and fuck it. Do your own research like the rest of the grown-ups.
Lindy West, “Sexism Fatigue: When Seth MacFarlane Is a Complete Ass and You Don’t Even Notice” on Jezebel.
(via cognitivedissonance)
what the fuck even is my sexuality: the musical
starring me
including great hits such as
oh no he’s hot
oh shit she’s hot too
why is everyone hot
and everyone’s favorite
how did i used to think i was straight?
bonus track
I can’t tell what that person over there identifies as and now I’m confused but slightly aroused
with the big finale
I dont even care anymore just have sex with me
rainbowflannellesbian