I want to hear your voice. Even though it’s often hard for me to speak, I want to talk to you on the phone. You’re all pretty and lusious. :), oh lordy me. I’m not completely certain about the last four digits of your phone number. …I’m not getting ridiculous Favour, I’m just saying. …Oh man, I hope you’re feeling good when you read this, hope you’re feeling good tommorrow.
You and, occasionally, my younger brother are the only interesting, only attractive people I know. Whatever’s wrong with my respiratory system has me a freak, and I don’t know if I’m ever going to recover (I’m stupid, stupid in obsessive ways - what I intend is, assuming I’m not dramatically better in a couple of weeks, I’m going to take advantage of of the OSU health insurance I’ve paid for. I told myself I should wait a bit, it might be neccessary that it not be too obvious that this is a pre-existing condition.)…(I have a lot of dislike for myself these days because, because how could I not - decisions that an intelligent person would have known/figured out not to take seem likely to have seriously, nastily, freakishly fucked up my lungs.) You deserve better than someone who’s put themselves in this unnattractive state, I DESERVE NO PITY, I want no pity (if that ain’t freakin obvious), I only mention this problem to explain myself - I want to not talk about it, not bore you or worse. What I’m saying is that I have reason to want to believe that this woman/girl that is interested enough to pay me some attention is spectacular. You’re attractive. I want to keep your interest (I’ve very little experience with talking to people I want to attract, I probably go about this in a fashion that’s far from what would be most effective). You’ve expressed insecurity. I have reason to say to you that you are the things that I hope/imagine/desire you to be. Not thinking about you critically is not a good way to build the kind of relationship I believe I want with you. I wouldn’t be surprised if it also makes what I say boring, or even ire-some.
I have belief in myself. I have some intelligence. I believe I can grow myself, intellect and personality. I have, I believe, a significant amount of self control. I believe I can improve my body (lol, I think, dunno maybe because I haven’t been smoking pretty much at all, maybe because I’m making sure to never skip brushing, my teeth are turning whiter).
Favour, I think highly of myself, but this respiratory problem is nasty, and really fucks up my body - I can’t tell myself I’m good enough for you, at the least, if I’m gonna be stuck in this state. You know I want whatever relationship you’ve desire to extend to me. …I’ll fucking focus more on you being very young. I’ll think about you more critically. Especially as my health improves (but even if it doesn’t),…I am going to make friends with women, I will focus, at least a little bit, less of my attention on you. …Good lord, you’re sexy and you’re pretty freakin sophisticated. ………..I have confidence in myself, I ain’t crazy (as far as my thoughts about you) - I’ve got to show this. …Even if I don’t get any better, I don’t deem myself worthy of you and I ABHOR THE THOUGHT OF MAKING YOU UNCOMFORTABLE. Lol, let me shut up - I ain’t fully desperate, and I know how to reel the fuck in my lust for you.
…You fucking broad, now I’m thinking even more highly of you. Look, I’m going to find a way to impress attractive women. Good lord, you owe me nothing. I have self control. WHY THE FUCK AM I CREEPY. Lol, “How am I”? …Seriously though, I hate that you see me as such. I’ve been going through a difficult time,…I haven’t been able to fuckin breath well - maybe this shit has me acting crazier than I realize, has me acting stupid. You owe me nothing, I’m used to not getting what I want. …I’LL FUCKING MEET OTHER WOMEN, that’s what I’m going to do that’s what I have to do. I’m so happy, I’m afraid I’m coming off too strong, let me shut up
Good fuckin lord, now is when I get access to th Wish I had more time to read. I mean you’re fucking talking about these fics too.
I want to get close to you. I want to use you. I want to hurt your cold ass. That I aint fuckin sexier.
…I just hate that I don’t have more time - let me shut up.
Lol, especially in case it got fuckin worse (stopped reading), the second Bad Touch piece was also too psychopathic, and even gory (ripping hair out of heads).
This Bad Touch stuff, I…—damn, I hate to be saying this—I liked the first one. The second one is like laughable. Anyways, I like how raw…—alright, I’m fucking making assumptions about what you like—I like how raw your sexuality is, (dunno) is at times. How…like immense and masculine it seems, I’m seeing it as.
…To be big enough to leave a pussy…thoroughly sore. …There’s been times when my size has impressed me , xd lol. Alright, life aint fair - hey though, I’m liking how my body’s developing (edit: lol, I mean how it’s developing from recovering from losing so much muscle [WILL POST PICS…of my mediocrity])…lol, maybe my dick will get bigger when I can breath normally. Alright, I’m sorry to bore. Thanks for sharing ya god damn cold ass broad. HW
i never painted a superhero in my life, but it turns out i absolutely love to draw them. my whole life was a lie
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I’m always interested by white women’s reaction to the misogyny in rap music
because they always have something to say
except about the lines where rappers praise white women and their bodies
they never have anything to say about that
They never…
white women will tell you they don’t listen to rap because it’s super misogynistic
and then ask you what you thought about last nights Game of Thrones episode
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Meet the Forty Elephants.
This is the name of a gang based out of London. With bedecked knuckles of diamond rings, the leader “Diamond Annie” (real name Alice Diamond) led this fierce all-female force of shoplifters that terrorized high quality stores in the West End of London and in other cities.
Also, here are two members of the Forty Elephants:
Florrie Holmes
Maggie Hughes
From about 1873 - 1950 (though, there are some indications of reports as early as the late 1700’s), these women - with their specially tailored suits and their fast cars (when the 20th century rolled around) were virtually unstoppable and went nearly undetected from police.
They were ruthless and pitiless when it came to their “turf”. If anyone was caught stealing from one of their stores, they would arrange beatings and even kidnappings until the money was paid.
They were rebellious, decadent, and knew how to have a good time. They loved to throw lavish parties and even more they loved to live it up at the finest pubs and restaurants.
They were incredibly smart and maintained avoiding police detection by using fake names and rarely wearing what they stole. They usually bought high fashion clothes for themselves and sold what they stole.
Sometimes, they went into partnership with the all-male “Elephant and Castle Mob.
Which in turn, made it even more difficult for police to apprehend them. These women ran one of the largest operations of organized shoplifting their country had ever known. And yet, some of us are *just barely* hearing about them.
My God, when will there be a movie, dangit.
But a female protagonist of GTA is unrealistic doe?
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There was so much potential for Kurt/Sam.
#omg when you’re drunk and kum is on your dash #POTENTIAL #YOU WANNA TALK POTENTIAL MOTHERFUCKER #THEY WERE MADE FORO EACH OTHER#SAM LITERALLY MADE FOR KURT #THE STRAIGHT DUDE #THAT NO ONE SAYSCOULD BE GAY #THAT EVERYONE TELS THE GAY DUDE TO STAY AWAY FROM #COS THEY THINK HE’S BEING PREDATORY #BUT GUESS WHO WANTS A PIECE OF DAT ASS #SAM BITCH #SAM #IT’S KUMMING #IT ALWAYS WAS#IT DOESN’T EVEN MATTER THAT IT NEVER DID #COS WE KNOW HOW IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE
:)
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does anyone remember a couple of years ago jay-z had this brit awards after party in and he refused to let white ppl in and wow i just want to be that rich and powerful so i can just go “swerve, white ppl i don’t want to see or be seen by you today”
…so you want to be so rich that you’re allowed to be racist?
yeah
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ugh so heads up to anyone who goes to see This Is The End: it’s pretty much a two-hour rape and violence-against-women joke. Explanation under the cut, massive TW for rape and violence.
christ
Wow, so reading the list of despicable shit, I realize that I’m not particularly surprised - I guess it was pretty stupid of me to ask a bunch of fucking times “who’s making rape jokes these days.”
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Happy 50th Anniversary of the Equal Pay Act! (sort of). Here are some sobering visuals: For every dollar earned by a white man in America, a white woman earns, on average, 77 cents, a black woman earns 69 cents, and a Latina woman earns 57 cents. (Infographic by the lovely Emily Nemens for LeanIn.Org.)
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