"I love women," is not a get out of jail free card. Thicke pulled the same bullshit when he was accused of degrading women in "Blurred Lines": "When we made the song, we had nothing but the most respect for women," he said. How nice of you to say so, Mr. Thicke. Alas, your work shows the opposite to be true. I am fairly certain many of the men who buy sex and consume porn also think they do it because they really, really, love women. NOPE. You love women like I love wine — as something I consume selfishly for my personal benefit and as a product.

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Meghan Murphy (No, “female-appreciation” is not the same thing as feminism)

Full article here

(via casocracy)

(Source: raisecas)

eikadan:

Joanna Osinska

eikadan:

Joanna Osinska

If they don’t love you for your soul, their love for you is cheap.

- Daily reminder (via blvcknvy)

ileftmyheartintokyo:

Tokyo Highways at Sunset by Sandro Bisaro on Flickr.

ileftmyheartintokyo:

Tokyo Highways at Sunset by Sandro Bisaro on Flickr.

lazypifarm:

omgthatdressxx:

How to Pack Luggage?

Where the hell are you going that you need so many clothes?!

victoriousvocabulary:

PRIMORDIAL
[adjective]
1. constituting a beginning; giving origin to something derived or developed; original; elementary.
2. Embryology: first formed.
3. pertaining to or existing at or from the very beginning.
Etymology: from Late Latin prīmōrdiālis, “of the beginning, original”, from Latin prīmus, “first” + ōrdīrī, “to begin”.
[Freydoon Rassouli - In The Beginning]

victoriousvocabulary:

PRIMORDIAL

[adjective]

1. constituting a beginning; giving origin to something derived or developed; original; elementary.

2. Embryology: first formed.

3. pertaining to or existing at or from the very beginning.

Etymology: from Late Latin prīmōrdiālis, “of the beginning, original”, from Latin prīmus, “first” + ōrdīrī, “to begin”.

[Freydoon Rassouli - In The Beginning]

christianrasmussen:

Stacking hammocks last night 

christianrasmussen:

Stacking hammocks last night 

ileftmyheartintokyo:

wind chimes, wind chimes by torne (where’s my lens cap?) on Flickr.

ileftmyheartintokyo:

wind chimes, wind chimes by torne (where’s my lens cap?) on Flickr.

It was very warm, and Aisha (RA)looked to the Rasool (SAW) blessed forehead and noticed that there were beads of sweat on it. She became overwhelmed by the majesty of that sight was staring at him long enough for him to notice. He said “What’s the matter?” She replied “If Abu Bukair Al-Huthali (the poet) saw you, he would know that his poem was written for you” The Prophet (sallaAllahu ‘alaihi wa sallam) asked, “What did he say?” She replied, “Abu Bukair said that if you looked to the majesty of the moon, it twinkles and lights up the world for everybody to see.” So the Prophet (salla Allahu ‘alaihi wa sallam) got up, walked to Aisha, kissed her between the eyes, and said, “Wallahi (I swear), ya Aisha, you are like that to me and more.

(Source: islamdawah92)

nevver:

Leave me, Andre Elliott


Jellyfishes By typedow

Jellyfishes By typedow