Redwood Original
Devon. 22.
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zaddylonglegs:

beytwerk:

Rick Ross wearing a chain of himself wearing a chain of himself. 

this is the level of flagrancy that I want to be on

adventuresofcesium:

mainstream tumblr feminism may have many glaring faults but it has bred an army of teenage girls who understand the common ways that misogyny is reinforced in society and who know that they’re better off loving their fellow woman than fighting with her and that’s actually pretty damn revolutionary

“I’ve found that growing up means being honest. About what I want. What I need. What I feel. Who I am.”

Epiphany.  (via saintofsass)
elenamorelli:

{ a hug of clouds and trees }

“There’s no point to a guy yelling, “Hey sexy baby” at me out of the passenger window of a car as it speeds past. Even if I was into creepy misogynists and wanted to give him my number, I couldn’t. The car didn’t even slow down. But that’s okay, because he wasn’t actually hitting on me. The point wasn’t to proposition me or chat me up. The only point was to remind me, and all women, that our bodies are his to stare at, assess, comment on, even touch. “Hey sexy baby” is the first part of a sentence that finishes, “this is your daily message from the patriarchy, reminding you that your body is public property”.”

justbeingaslut:

i just really hope all of you find someone who is really cool that you can love and have sex with and all that shit but you can also talk politics and about evolution. someone you don’t cling to at parties but you nonchalantly grab their ass when you walk by them in the crowd and someone you reach for at 2am in between dreams to cuddle.

The Black Keys Everlasting Light

“Somebody loves you if they don’t mind the quiet. They don’t mind running errands with you or cleaning your apartment while blasting some annoying music. There’s no pressure, no need to fill the silences. You know how with some of your friends there needs to be some sort of activity for you to hang out? You don’t feel comfortable just shooting the shit and watching bad reality TV with them. You need something that will keep the both of you busy to ensure there won’t be a void. That’s not love. That’s “Hey babe! I like you okay. Do you wanna grab lunch? I think we have enough to talk about to fill two hours!” It’s a damn dream when you find someone you can do nothing with. Whether you’re skydiving together or sitting at home and doing different things, it’s always comfortable. That is fucking love.”

— How To Tell If Someone Loves You (via cirea)

astoundly:

sometimes i think i’m sassy and then i realize i’m just too sarcastic and borderline mean

“I like my hair messy. My love wild. And my sex aggressive. But I’m still a sensitive woman, just with passion.”

— Sade Harrison (via wildsultrys0ul)