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”.
— My First Name Ain’t Baby: ‘Hey Baby’ and Street Harassment (via official-mens-frights-activist)
bun bun makin paw paws
This is a good morning bun and I like it
So i am going to reblog it
Yup, gonna reblog this
(via onewonderfulbug)
A baby Australian Eastern Quoll. Unlike most Australian animals, it will just kill you with cuteness
(via astrakiseki)
my mom just said “watch this” then ran a red light and said “i just don’t care”
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spellinwaiting asked: For 17,000 dollars, you could buy a Club Penguin membership that lasts more than 283 years.
