Pretty Things and Naughty Thoughts

Allyson. 28. Queer. Bibliophile. Lover. Atheist.
I post a lot of pictures of my cat, my lovely other and other sexy people being sexy (myself included). I talk about myself and post quote from my life. This is mine to do with as I please.
  • Allyson: Lindsay would you take a brazen booty burlesque class with me?
  • Lindsay: I would not!
  • Allyson: why are you so mean?!?!?!

That awkward moment

when you’re having a fight with someone online or via text and you write your “flounce” message and prepare to ignore everything else they say, and you put a typo in the message.  a serious one.  I used the word profile instead of platform.  

dumbthingswhitepplsay:

aleki-says:

If you don’t think trans women are real women, then unfollow this blog right now. Get the fuck out of here and don’t come back. Transmisogyny is something I cannot and will not tolerate.

^^^^^^^^^^^^^

cosigned

Oh, but this is not a matter of “glorifying” obesity. Glorifying obesity would take multiple TV shows depicting fat folks riding unicorns and devouring warm pies whilst counting the bags of money they’ve gained from being fat. Indeed, if simply putting fat people on television was enough to “glorify” obesity, then The Biggest Loser should have done the trick years ago. It hasn’t, because The Biggest Loser is a show built on the humiliation and punishment (self-inflicted or otherwise) of fat people. When we say that putting fat people on television will “glorify” their bodies, what we really mean is that we are uncomfortable giving fat people any attention that is not overtly negative. Because fat people need to be told: don’t be fat. Being fat means you are not entitled to a normal life. Being fat means you are not entitled to love. Being fat means you are not entitled to humanity, much less dignity.

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http://www.fatshionista.com/ (via melasaurus)

Kali, thanks for posting this today, I really needed to read it. 

(Source: blogzillaaaaa, via homoarigato)

fuckyeahcutetranschicks: Recently turned 20 and celebrated my birthday while presenting as female to family/friends. I took a pic to show how far I have come since going on HRT about 2 years ago. ashlybelka.tumblr.com [Mirror shot of a girl in a white sleeping tank and plaid green/teal pj pants, with shoulder length brown hair] CUUUUUUUUUTE

fuckyeahcutetranschicks:

Recently turned 20 and celebrated my birthday while presenting as female to family/friends. I took a pic to show how far I have come since going on HRT about 2 years ago. ashlybelka.tumblr.com

[Mirror shot of a girl in a white sleeping tank and plaid green/teal pj pants, with shoulder length brown hair]

CUUUUUUUUUTE

ha! I win.

So we were supposed to go to a party tonight and I had been trying really hard to work myself up to going to it.  

Lindsay and Sean just called and now the party has been moved to our house.  Best thing ever. 

whitewhine: Don’t you just hate that… guilty….

whitewhine:

Don’t you just hate that…

guilty….

atheistme:

Honestly, I’m almost positive this is true.

I have a theory about it. 

So true.  Hence why i’m so fucking awesome right now 

(Source: commie-pinko-liberal)

awful dreams

I had the most awful weirdest ever dreams last night 

I had a dream that my ex girlfriend was opening up a coffee shop the city she was living when I was dating her.   I went to “help her out” but everything I did made her scream at me. 

I was at the wedding of my best friend from high school and my date was a black man and my friend was FURIOUS i would bring a black dude to her wedding.  Which…like..wouldn’t happen. 

THEN i was at Canadian Tire and this woman butted in front of me, and like physically wouldn’t move when I asked her too.  Then she left, came back into the store and stole half my stuff. 

The one major theme of all of these was that I was physically incapable of speaking up for myself.  Everytime I tried to speak I just couldn’t.  Eventually I got so upset and was trying so hard to scream that I woke the whole house up screaming HELP 

Then there was also a bunch of just silly stuff like the wedding turned into everyone watching me curl my hair… And there were lots of horses.  

Anyway, I woke up SO upset and so disoriented I just couldn’t even have a conversation. 

The ONLY thing different about last night versus every other night was that I was sleeping on Morgan’s side of the bed and they were on mine.   

Weirdness.