what if guys came coffee… i’ll have one ejaculatte please
I just spit out my coffee
You’re supposed to swallow it
Everyone gets straight and gay, so I’m leaving those out.
You are now informed.
Stevie Nicks was the first woman I ever heard say she had chosen not to have children because she cared more about her career. The first that ever warned me men might not like it if there are things more important to me than they are. The first that ever said that that was fine: sometimes, you have to leave them behind. Wherever she goes, she surrounds herself with girls. “I can’t imagine you in a bathing suit,” someone says in an interview for Rolling Stone, when Stevie says she likes to play in the pool in her backyard. “Yeah, well, you never will,” Stevie says. “There is never - ever - a man in the backyard. If there is, he is banished to the front of the house.” Men don’t get to look at Stevie Nicks unless Stevie Nicks wants men to look at Stevie Nicks. In her songs, even when she’s talking about how she has to change, she proclaims her power, her ability, her worth. She is a queen, she is a witch, she is a dragon, she is in control. She isn’t polite. She’s competitive. She’s bossy. She claimed all the things the men around her claimed — she spent as much money as they spent, had as much sex as they had, was as reckless as they were, stood at the front of the same stage — and never questioned that that was her right. The world tells us women are there for men, but despite all the boyfriends and the jokes about how she’s so easy and the sex-symbol status, she isn’t there for men at all. She does it without ever giving in to the men that dismiss her. She’s emotional. She’s dramatic. She raises her voice as much as she can. She thinks she’s pretty, she thinks she’s a star, and when her fans crowd up to the edge of the stage, crazy, she welcomes them, with open arms. She revels in it. She’s too much of a girl for you? She revels in it.
Mary Stuart Queen of Scots & Queen of France
↳ 8 December 1542 – 8 February 1587
On a wintry December day in 1542 a baby was born at the royal palace at Linlithgow. Marie of Guise, wife of James V gave birth to the girl who was to become known as Mary Queen of Scots. It did not seem a time for rejoicing, however: James V lay dying in Falkland Palace after the disastrous defeat of his troops by the English at Solway Moss. Six days after her birth he died and Mary was declared the new monarch of Scotland. Still only a baby, she was crowned Queen on 9 September 1543 at Stirling Castle. Historic-Scotland.
- well, why be here at all?
- …it’s penance.
if anyone by any chance would like to become friends with me
reply to this post with your name? :3
i love calling people by their names so pls?
hei, jeg heter Mel :3