Consistency Is The Name Of The Game. The More Frequently You Show Up For Yourself And The Things That

In other news, I got a perfect score in all 7 of my submitted examinations… Now I just have to wait for the other 3 (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)

there is a huge difference between criticizing an institution and criticizing individual behavior. i can criticize the makeup industry without criticizing the 14 year old girl who uses concealer because she’s self-conscious about her acne; i can criticize the plastic surgery industry without vilifying the woman who decided to get a nose job after two decades of pointed comments and bullying. it is intellectually dishonest to respond to an institutional criticism as if it were a personal attack; on the flip side, it is cruel and unnecessary to leverage personal attacks in the name of institutional criticism

if i see one (1) more person respond to a perfectly reasonable beauty-industry-critical sentiment with “but i personally enjoy eyeshadow. why are you attacking people who like eyeshadow :(” or “exactly, all women who wear makeup are miserable and brainwashed” i am going to climb a tree and bite the top of it

Microdosing relationships by flirting with everyone I meet

mylène viggers

“Chanel in Harajuku" photographed by Fish Zhang for Dazed 30th Anniversary issue. Styled by Shotaro Yamaguchi. Hair by Keiko Tada. Glam by Yuka Hirac. 

Models: Celine, Chelsy, Hyou Kogou (Stanford), Kyoya Miyauchi (Friday), Mao (Tomorrow Tokyo), Mayu (SOS), Momoi Kazune (Bark in Style), Nami, Senping (bravo), Ura (Be Natural), Virgin Shen.

completely in love with him 🤍

toxic, older-boyfriend simon riley...

tw: dubcon, alcohol use, manipulation

older-boyfriend simon was, and is a horrible influence on you. he's always smoking, offering your religious and modest mother if she wanted a cigarette. they gave you an ultimatum; simon or them. simon, of course, didn't want to lose his pretty, naïve plaything. corrupting your mind so that you denied them and cuddled up to him, lighting his cigarette for him and kissing his cheek tenderly.

but god, he was so cold and stoic. you were his girlfriend, for heaven's sake! usually ignored or brushed off, keeping up the façade of a cold, older man around you. and it only left you needy for his attention, usually dressing up in barely any clothes and bending over for him with tears in your eyes. all through desperation.

and his fuckings? he was ruthless. ploughing and fucking you into the mattress, his fat and lengthy cock stretching you out, impaling you and leaving you slobbering and crying all over yourself, feeling filthy the harder he went. the alcohol he poured into your mouth took your mind off of it though, right? leaving you numb and sore and even more of an emotional wreck for simon to rile up and manipulate further. :(

YAYYYY ITS MY BIRTHDAYYYY 🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳