November 2010
A woman shoots her husband. Then she holds him...
justtheopposite:
The woman was a photographer. She shot a picture of her husband, developed it, and hung it up to dry.
I'm not a bitch, I just have a low bullshit...
You don't like me, you just want the attention
When We Two Parted by Lord Byron
When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted To sever for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold, Colder thy kiss; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow— It felt like the warning Of what I feel now. Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame; I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to...
“If you are a woman, if you’re a person of colour, if you are gay, lesbian,...”
– Margaret Cho (via queerliness)
