#at first i thought this was an allison/jackson photoset #thank fucking god it’s about her causing physical pain to men (via citizendickbag)
Whoops just knocked over a bottle of surgical spirit and now I have a pretty good idea of what my room might smell like if I decided to turn it into a meth lab.

I walk into a room, and for this industry, I’m impossibly tall. When they find it hard to pair you up with the opposite sex, then what’s left for a woman? Either you’re the ball-buster or the not-so-attractive girlfriend standing by the lead. I mean, traditionally not so attractive. Because you have your starlets and then you have their best friends who are these character actresses. When you fall within the cracks, you thank God for sci-fi, because they’ll give you a gun, and they’ll say, ‘Go over there and conquer that world. You kick some ass, girl!’
Slaughterhouse Starlets by Keith P. Rein.
The line of clothes that Beyonce did for H&M will probably beyonsale soon.
White boys with dreadlocks make me irrationally irritated.