Apparently this GIF is the meaning of life… I feel like I can accept that.
I’m sure you’ve all seen these already…
om nom nom
Atheist Barbie
I WANNA BE JUST LIKE HER WHEN I GROW UP
(Source: freethoughtblogs.com, via dwayne-oh)
A poem I wrote for a contest… It didn’t win. (:
IF THE WORLD WERE A CLASS ROOM<——-(the subject of the prompt)
It isn’t ‘if’
but is.
The world is.
A class.
The world is-
nt.
A room though.
Nor a room
of one’s own.
Sorry Woolf.
We share it.
A girl
is only a girl
because she is not yet
a woman.
But to be
a woman…
there’s some things one must know.
A woman’s ‘organs’ are her own.
Her body isn’t just a temple,
her body is her home.
Respect-
you a hear a lot.
Respect yourself.
It’s hard.
“Bitch, slut, hoe…”
What are we
in the face of this world?
Stronger.
What makes the measure of a man?
Fie.
Screw it.
What makes the measure of a WOMAN?
It is not a man.
It is not a class room.
It is not in the words used to belittle.
So what is it?
It something every ‘girl’ must find
and that every woman
must hold on to.
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