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Sexual tension is the best. Like, lying next to one another, gently touching backs and thighs and necks, feeling heavy breathing against bare skin. I could do that for hours before leaning over for a kiss.
Dear iPhone,
So I’m trying to send a sincere apology and you autocorrect me to ‘moist cunt’ in the middle of it? I will flush you down the toilet. You are the bane of my existence. I will replace you with a Nokia 3310. Now what.
Anonymous asked: If you had to have your daughter look up to a vacuous popstar from 2012, which one would you choose?
Maybe Nicki Minaj? I don’t particularly like her music (until I’m drunk) and I think her style is downright absurd at times, but what she does have is a very Head Bitch In Charge attitude; I love what she has to say regarding Bitches vs. Bosses in terms of gender equality in the industry and in general, etc, and she seems like she has a good head on her shoulders.
Anonymous asked: hey. i really dont get why you said rihanna is a strong woman. she doesnt write her lyrics, none of them. she gets beat up, then later she gets back with this person to make another song, where's her fcking dignity? i think you should do your homework, cause all you see of rihanna is a dumb product, no strength at all. btw love your blog xXx
I suppose her dignity comes from the fact that she’s able to make her own decisions regarding what she does & who she works with? Would I personally work with Chris Brown after what he did? No. Do I personally forgive Chris Brown? No. Is it up to me, or you, or anyone else to decide that they know what goes on within Rihanna’s head or private life? No.
Whether or not Rihanna is a product (aren’t all pop stars?) she projects strength. Whether she writes her songs or not, they’re about confidence, sex, enjoying yourself & other positive topics/messages which I think teenage girls need to hear from someone.
If my daughter had to look up to a vacuous pop star from 2012, whilst Rihanna wouldn’t be my first choice, she wouldn’t be at the bottom of the list either. She could easily have disappeared after the Chris Brown incident; or succumbed to a Britney-esque breakdown, but she didn’t do either of those things, she continued living her life as a successful woman & that, to me, is strength. xo
Let me tell you why the word ‘Wonderwall’ is going to be my next tattoo.
Wonderwall is the most important song I have ever heard, and I have no doubt it will remain so throughout my life; it’s always been one of my dad’s favourite songs so I think it was important to him, and I appreciate it now because I don’t ever remember a time when I didn’t know the words to one of pop culture’s most iconic love songs. I have so many memories associated with the song; I remember dancing my heart out as a child with our family friends and their kids, like twenty of us there must have been, just in this room on a Friday night after having had pizza and the adults had had a few drinks, and whenever Wonderwall would come on everyone would just sing their hearts out and no-one had a care in the world.
I have many such memories, but none will ever compare to actually seeing Wonderwall performed live when I was twelve or thirteen, my dad by my side. I’ve always known that I was his ‘Wonderwall’, that my birth was the most important and amazing thing to ever happen to him, but I didn’t really understand that concept until I heard him singing the words along with Noel and looking at me. It’s not my place to tell my dad’s story, but it’s not the easiest one, nor is it the most pleasant - but it ends (and then begins again) with me coming into his life.
The love my parents have for me baffles me every day.
How I could possibly ‘be the one to save him’ is incomprehensible to me…
But in saying that, I’ll always know it’s true, because it’s been one of the constants throughout my whole life.
I wouldn’t be who I am today if it weren’t for my dad. He took the first couple of years of my life off work because he didn’t ever want to be apart from me; he carried me around in a sling, took me everywhere with him, because he wanted me around all the time; he taught me to read; he tried to teach me to love his other true love, football; he introduced me to the bands that made his heart swell to bursting point, and in turn ignited the musical fire that burns inside me today. My dad taught me that no matter what life throws at you, you can come out kicking and fighting, and you can come out on top.
One day I hope to find someone worthy of being my Wonderwall.
Hi, nice to meet you, beautiful!
I just want to say, these are two of the absolute loveliest messages I’ve ever received on Tumblr, so thankyou so, so much for that. Please please please don’t cry, though. You seem sad & that makes me sad, because you’re clearly someone who just wants the best for people, so I think you deserve nothing but happiness.
I’m sure there ARE people like me close to you - or at least, I’m sure there are some amazing people who can be your good friends & make you happy, which is even better! Please don’t hesitate to ever message me if you want to chat, love, I’m happy to do so any time. xoxo
Today, my mother told me that she would be completely okay with me marrying this guy I know who is moving to California in eight months and, I quote, ‘Flitting around and writing and having a good time’.
Imagine if I did that. Just upped and married someone and moved to California. I’d probably be one of those weird waitresses on roller-skates with cat eye glasses who always put The Clash on the jukebox. In the mornings I’d bring my husband orange juice and take a shower with him, and in the early hours of the morning I’d drink black tea and work on some short stories.
Wishful thinking.
