Obedience Is Captivity; Rebellion Is Freedom.

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Fri, 17 May 2013 22:22:14 -0400

emblem3perfection: fuckyeahtonygoldwyn: super1john: tomlinshir...

Fri, 17 May 2013 22:20:46 -0400

emblem3perfection:

fuckyeahtonygoldwyn:

super1john:

tomlinshire:

didn’t even make it past the first line before i had to reblog

I grew up on movies from over 50 years ago.

The older movies are obviously better.

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Fri, 17 May 2013 22:19:27 -0400

wanted-for-wanting-more: we-should-fuck-now-that-i: Let’s play...

Fri, 17 May 2013 22:18:07 -0400

wanted-for-wanting-more:

we-should-fuck-now-that-i:

Let’s play ;)

teeeeheeeeee

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Wed, 15 May 2013 23:10:30 -0400

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chanchouyui: princeso del rap

Wed, 15 May 2013 23:09:12 -0400

chanchouyui:

princeso del rap

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Wed, 15 May 2013 23:07:58 -0400

wanted-for-wanting-more: ikyoucrow: just…. HER FACE! you...

Wed, 15 May 2013 23:06:35 -0400

wanted-for-wanting-more:

ikyoucrow:

just…. HER FACE! you know?

CASSIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

waistnbelow: ob-scurite: - reblogging again hehe I love...

Wed, 15 May 2013 23:04:09 -0400

waistnbelow:

ob-scurite:

-

reblogging again hehe

I love this.

frenchehomme: This movie »>

Wed, 15 May 2013 23:02:19 -0400

frenchehomme:

This movie »>

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Tue, 14 May 2013 00:37:56 -0400

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Mind & Body

Tue, 07 May 2013 23:12:25 -0400

I danced today. My body danced today. It felt good and odd too. When I danced my face was bland and emotionless yet still mildly expressive as I wasn’t in my normal state of mind. I couldn’t distinguish whether my mind was too dense or empty at the time. It’s like I was stuck in my head but mentally not present. It’s like my body was dancing but I wasn’t there. Class was ending and I felt that I was running out of time. I wanted to keep dancing because there was an explosion in my mind. My body sending signals to my brain to keep moving. My dance teacher was feelin it today and her energy had my grooving.

I couldn’t tell you where I was at the time. The music silenced my thoughts and my body became my mind.

5/7/13 11:07pm

swiftingthrough: say “no” to peer pressure

Mon, 06 May 2013 04:40:18 -0400

swiftingthrough:

say “no” to peer pressure

manuponman: chuckle this is thought-provoking

Sun, 05 May 2013 20:43:31 -0400

manuponman:

*chuckle* this is thought-provoking

laddykayb: brenndia: wtfhistory: theshewomanboyhatersclub: je...

Sun, 05 May 2013 13:54:25 -0400

laddykayb:

brenndia:

wtfhistory:

theshewomanboyhatersclub:

jesuisuneetoile:

THIS IS MARRIAGE!!

Thats right!

Permission to be a bad ass. Nod.

He looks back at the guy like, “SEE THAT? SHE SAID YES. YOU’RE SO FUCKED.”

Like, guys. Sparta was so kick ASS sometimes when it came to women. Spartan women were given these small knives so that if their husbands came home and tried to hit them or assault them, they had a weapon within reach. That weapon was for CUTTING THEIR HUSBANDS’ FUCKING FACES so that when he went out in public everyone would know he was an asshole, abusing jerkface and they would publicly shame him.

I DID NOT KNOW THAT THAT IS GREAT

LET’S JUST TALK ABOUT SPARTAN WOMEN FOR A SECOND.

In Sparta, women could own land and were considered citizens. THAT IS A HUGE BIG FUCKING DEAL. Why? Because that was RARE AS FUCK and there are lots of places TODAY where women don’t even get that much.

Divorce was totally fine, and a woman could expect to keep her own wealth and get custody of the kids because paternal lineage wasn’t very important. And it didn’t make her a pariah! She could totally remarry, no big deal at all.

Spartan women participated in some fuckin’ badass sporting events, too. And because they were expected to be as physically fit as the Spartan menfolk (who all had to serve compulsory military duties, btw, and couldn’t marry until they finished them at thirty) they didn’t have time for lots of swishy dresses. So they wore notoriously short skirts. According to some accounts, their thighs were visible at all times. HOLY SHIT.

Also, In Sparta men only got their names on their graves if they died in battle. And women? Women only got their names on their graves if they died in childbirth. THE SPARTANS COMPARED CHILDBIRTH TO FUCKING BATTLE AND IT WAS VIEWED AS A GODDAMN BADASS AND HONORABLE WAY TO GO OUT.

FUCKING SPARTAN WOMEN. THIS DUDE HAD FUCKIN’ BETTER MAKE SURE SHE’S COOL WITH WHATEVER HE’S DOING, IF HE KNOWS WHAT’S FUCKIN’ GOOD FOR HIM.

Yeeee more reason why I’m so badass. Greek women daaa shit

This is deep and beautiful

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