penultimatum:

oh man buzzfeed understands me completely 

how do they know about the 2am pizza 

panic-at-the-discount-store:

I show affection for my pets by holding them against me and whispering I love you repeatedly as they struggle to escape from my arms

deepthroatmom:

this the rawest shit i ever seen in my life

deepthroatmom:

this the rawest shit i ever seen in my life

deadvibe:

i’m really good at making plans and then not wanting to do them when the time comes

oxfordcomma18:

ewok89:

“They say I have a sweet ass, nice tits, a real pretty dress. They say I’m their future wife, or I’d look good with their dick in my mouth. They try (and probably succeed at times) to take pictures down my shirt. They ask if they can get my number, they ask where I live, why I’m not smiling, why my boyfriend lets me walk around by myself. Then they ask why I’m such a bitch, if my pussy is made of ice. They say that they never do this, as though I’ve somehow driven them to inappropriate behavior and deserve it. They say they’re just having fun, trying to pay me a compliment. Pretty frequently they get mean, slipping into a loud tourettes-like chant of bitch-whore-cunt-slut.
Before you try to tell me that it’s because I take my clothes off for a living, let me tell you that this started way before I was 18. Let me tell you that every single woman I know has at least one truly terrifying story of street harassment and a whole bunch of other stories that are merely insulting or annoying. Let me remind you that in a room of pornography fans, who have actually seen me with a dick in my mouth and who can buy a replica of my vagina in a can or box, I am treated with far more respect than I am walking down the street.”
—Stoya


Wow…. Perspective

oxfordcomma18:

ewok89:

They say I have a sweet ass, nice tits, a real pretty dress. They say I’m their future wife, or I’d look good with their dick in my mouth. They try (and probably succeed at times) to take pictures down my shirt. They ask if they can get my number, they ask where I live, why I’m not smiling, why my boyfriend lets me walk around by myself. Then they ask why I’m such a bitch, if my pussy is made of ice. They say that they never do this, as though I’ve somehow driven them to inappropriate behavior and deserve it. They say they’re just having fun, trying to pay me a compliment. Pretty frequently they get mean, slipping into a loud tourettes-like chant of bitch-whore-cunt-slut.

Before you try to tell me that it’s because I take my clothes off for a living, let me tell you that this started way before I was 18. Let me tell you that every single woman I know has at least one truly terrifying story of street harassment and a whole bunch of other stories that are merely insulting or annoying. Let me remind you that in a room of pornography fans, who have actually seen me with a dick in my mouth and who can buy a replica of my vagina in a can or box, I am treated with far more respect than I am walking down the street.

—Stoya

Wow…. Perspective

drencrome:

alapoet:

the lunar eclipse condensed to 3 seconds, for those of you who had clouds or are in a hurry

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drencrome:

alapoet:

the lunar eclipse condensed to 3 seconds, for those of you who had clouds or are in a hurry

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Hi, how are ya?

Hi, how are ya?

Anonymous: ‘Cause all of me loves all of you, love your curves and all your edges all your perfect imperfections

That song is very beautiful. Thanks for sending me a line!

Almost complete outline! #ink #bodymod #pocahontas #disney #sleeve

I’m ready I’m ready! #ink

I’m ready I’m ready! #ink

Hello tattoo shop, nice to see you again.