Kayley. 24. Los Angeles
I reblog the fucks outta some Palm trees. I get mad about feminist topics. Flamingos are my favorite.
Wait for someone who tells strangers about you.
black widow baby
In case you were wondering, this is the girl that took some guys dick because he was willing to submit himself to her fucked up and hate based supremacist ideology.
"I’ll suck your dick if you agree with me that men aren’t actually people." - Paraphrasing this Feminist.
Because let’s be honest. That’s really what she said. She wanted everyone to know that his willingness to submit to her movement is what got him fucked.
In case nobody else noticed, she’s also wearing a Nirvana T Shirt which makes her retarded trash anyway.
I am thriving right now yesss yes give me more !!!!!!!
You thrive on people pointing out that your philosophy is so weak you have to trade pussy to get people to agree with it?
Lol this girl is nasty as fuck
Yeah but a bj’s a bj is a bj you know? I’ll temporarily say I’m a feminist for this cumcatcher. hmu laina I’ll pretend to respect you and everything, don’t worry.
i’m feeling the love all around
Well now that we’ve unearthed some of the scumbags of tumblr
If you’re under 5’7 you’re weak and your species will die out soon
I’m safe!! (poor Daddie… Daddie??!)
Im still here My Beautiful Little Girl….I may not be 5’7” … but i got me a BIG STICK!!!
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Two other women, also breast cancer survivors, said their husbands left them after they were diagnosed. Both had to have mastectomies (in case anyone doesn’t know, this is the surgical operation to remove one or both breasts).
The first woman said her husband told her that he would rather see her dead than see her lose her breasts. The second woman had her operation and waited all day to be picked up by her husband, who never arrived. By nightfall, one of the nurses offered to give her a ride, and she came home to find the house empty.
Obviously, these are extreme cases of a man’s reaction to his wife’s breast cancer, but this is what I see when I see the “I ♥ Boobies” bracelets. I see love of the body parts, not the person being treated—not the patient, not the victim, not the survivor.