“i love you,” bono whispers to his wife. “oh honey,” she whispers back, “i love you too.” bono rolls over in bed and stares at the ceiling as she drifts off to sleep. why cant she love him for who he is and not just his band

diet culture has ruined our mothers, our sisters, our daughters, it passes the discomfort with our own bodies as natural, it makes our hatred common, we punish ourselves by eating or not eating, by guilt and resolutions, but no one seems to care, not even those who love us.

Every time I see this I love it more

Yall better not be pretending that Janelle Monae doesn’t fucking exist

ru really thought he was gonna have a “learn something from this” moment but ms tammie wasn’t having it

people think just having your physical dick out is enough, you need to have your mental dick out too. and your spiritual dick? absolutely needs to be out. otherwise you’re just holding yourself back

Bend it like Bechdel

*sees moon* *remembers outer space* nice

0 for 2, Herman

idiot

Mood: Excited and terrified for Trixie’s Snatch Game