Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.
As a child I never heard one woman say to me, “I love my body.” Not my mother, my elder sister, my best friend. No one woman has ever said, “I am so proud of my body.” So I make sure to say it to Mia, because a positive physical outlook has to start at an early age.
This is a post for you, you know who you are.
To remind you that you’re incredible and somebody out there under the same moon as you, is thinking of you tonight or rather always, it’s probably me btw.
That I’m uber tired and this won’t come out right but I no longer care.
You needed to know that you have my feels so this post is for you.
I want to say more but I’m just so sleepy I can’t write it down properly.
Anonymous asked: sooo you a rough sex blog preaching feminism? fuckin weird
Look man. I don’t give a fuck if i’m knuckle deep in her ass hole and she’s covered in cum and tied to my bed frame, I still hold her equal to me.