My blog is like Gretchen Wiener's hair: it's full of secrets. Here I reveal my oft-hidden passion for social justice, makeup/fashion, porn, and all the fandoms. My name's Julie, and I'm a white bi woman trying to learn about oppression and how to be a better ally. INFP. Please don't call me a girl, I prefer to be called a woman; however, I prefer “sir,” not “ma’am” or “miss.” Most of my posts involve trigger warnings. I’ll do my best to keep up with those. If you see anything labeled incorrectly or not at all, please let me know. In the same vein, if I say something oppressive please call me out if you feel comfortable and/or willing. I fuck up and would appreciate it, though of course no one has to.



so I was thinking that mark ruffalo sounds a lot like mark buffalo, and then i decided that i obviously wasn’t going to be the only one who thought about this. so i typed ‘ruffalo the buffalo’ into google images and i found these…




i don’t know why but it made me happy 

I don’t know why but it makes me happy too.


She looks genuinely proud of herself.

You would be proud too if you had just hit an imaginary home run with an imaginary baseball bat, right out of the imaginary ball park.

(Source: its-taylorswifts)


a post where I explain with images how foxes are the best thing ever, and how if you disagree you are obviously wrong

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(Source: reginageorges)



If someone doesn’t “seem” disabled to you, maybe it’s because they’ve been forced to develop a huge and complex system of coping mechanisms in order to try and survive in an ableist world. It’s probably that.




…did…did Barbie just break the fourth wall. 

that is stacy you uncultured swine

(Source: rrraquelle)


really all you need to know about the american health care system is that there’s a popular tv series where a man turns to cooking industrial quantities of crystal meth in order to pay his hospital bills


i’d like to thank one direction for removing the music snob part of my personality with their glorious pop music, now i’m like ummm give me five paragraphs on why you hate that top 40 track