Beautiful People, you look like friends of mine...

Labour Party Member and Activist. University of East Anglia. 2nd Year American History with Politics. Ardent Harold Wilson fan. Socialist. Vintage Fashion lover. Serial Smiler. CND supporter. Loving, living and smiling my way through life.

Yes. Fun Sunday. :P #studying #uea #life #literaturestudent

Yes. Fun Sunday. :P #studying #uea #life #literaturestudent

theangelsnebula:

“When I was eight, I was confused about being called ‘bossy’ because I wanted to direct the plays that we would put on for our parents. But the boys were not. When at 14, I started to be sexualized by certain elements of the media. When at 15, my girlfriends started dropping out of their beloved sports teams because they didn’t want to appear ‘muscle-y.’ When at 18, my males friends were unable to express their feelings; I decided that I was a feminist.” 

theangelsnebula:

When I was eight, I was confused about being called ‘bossy’ because I wanted to direct the plays that we would put on for our parents. But the boys were not. When at 14, I started to be sexualized by certain elements of the media. When at 15, my girlfriends started dropping out of their beloved sports teams because they didn’t want to appear ‘muscle-y.’ When at 18, my males friends were unable to express their feelings; I decided that I was a feminist.” 

tallulahblues:

I literally crave affection. It’s not about sex. I crave somebody to cuddle with me, and to lay their head on my lap. I crave kisses, holding hands and running my thumb across theirs. Just looking at someone and thinking “how did I get this lucky”.