Anonymous asked: we should be pen-pals? out of the blogs you follow who would you be pen-pals with?
Anyone, really. I’ve always wanted a pen pal.
Preppin’. We play at 4, Jackson Flats in Northeast, #freefreefree come on down!
33 years ago today, we lost Ian Curtis. Since then, not a single musician has been able to touch his passion and misery as a writer and a vocalist, and no musical group has been able to achieve the atmosphere and sound created by Joy Division. Today is the saddest day known to mankind. #RIPIanCurtis (at A Lonely Place)
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Would this not make a great album cover?
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Holy shit. Holy. Shit.
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“They say I have a sweet ass, nice tits, a real pretty dress. They say I’m their future wife, or I’d look good with their dick in my mouth. They try (and probably succeed at times) to take pictures down my shirt. They ask if they can get my number, they ask where I live, why I’m not smiling, why my boyfriend lets me walk around by myself. Then they ask why I’m such a bitch, if my pussy is made of ice. They say that they never do this, as though I’ve somehow driven them to inappropriate behavior and deserve it. They say they’re just having fun, trying to pay me a compliment. Pretty frequently they get mean, slipping into a loud tourettes-like chant of bitch-whore-cunt-slut.
Before you try to tell me that it’s because I take my clothes off for a living, let me tell you that this started way before I was 18. Let me tell you that every single woman I know has at least one truly terrifying story of street harassment and a whole bunch of other stories that are merely insulting or annoying. Let me remind you that in a room of pornography fans, who have actually seen me with a dick in my mouth and who can buy a replica of my vagina in a can or box, I am treated with far more respect than I am walking down the street.”
— Stoya
This depressed the fuck out of me
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