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Hey-o I'm Nicole. I am primarily a Glee/Supernatural blog with a lot of Doctor Who/Harry Potter thrown in. Also Disney stuff. Also random hilarity. I love photography so you're gonna see some hipstery photo love. Willkommen to my blog
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Amy and Rory, the last centurion and the girl who waited, however dark it got I’d turn around and there they’d be.

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Supernatural is like the herpes of Tumblr. It gets everywhere. With prolonged exposure, you’re doomed to be infected.

Another beauty from Ellen, who has not watched SPN. 

OMG. I can’t take it. 


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WTNV would like to create a transgender character.

So we have a show where the main character is canonically queer, his boyfriend is a POC, the former mayor is POC (and I think the current one is too). It extols the virtue of reading and Tamika Flynn…


Because my cousin shared 3 rape experiences she had
And on all three occasions
She was wearing sweats and was brutally beaten

So there goes your excuse
That my tight dress was asking for it
It might have escaped your attention,
But I don’t wake up in the mornings,
And put on a skirt thinking,
Will this get me raped?
I don’t put on a tank top hoping,
Maybe this one will.


Because in school, they teach us that our bodies are offensive.

They pull us from classrooms
And hallways
Demanding if we have longer shorts,
Or even a sweater,
Reminding us that the boys are distracted,
That the boys go wild for a peeking shoulder,
Or the sight of a sun burned thigh,
Because their education is more important than ours.


Because white men in pressed suits,
Expensive watches hanging from their wrists,
Red faces glinting with arrogance,
Have more say over my body than I do.

Because those same men,
Quoting the Bible and fake statistics,
Have never shed blood,
As a twisted sacrifice for being a woman.

Because those same men,
Have never walked the streets,
Fearing for their lives,
Clinging to keys between their fingers like a lifeline
With pepper spray in their bags,
Ready for someone to feel entitled to their body.


Because when a man says no to us,
It is a fault in OUR character.
It is because we are not
Thin, tan, or perky enough for HIM.

Because when WE say no to a man,
Its still a fault in OUR character,
We are the cold, ruthless bitch,
Saying no to the nice guy,
Who offered to buy us a drink,
And Who complimented our hair.


Because a UCSB entitled nine-teen year old boy,
Can record a video
Of his plans to shoot down all the
“Blond bimbos who denied him his right,”
And then do so,
Only to have his actions excused by the media,
Claiming he was depressed,
Instead of admitting that male entitlement is dangerous.


Because I am done being silenced
And I am done being polite.
I am done sitting by
And watching
As a country hypocritically cries
Equality and justice
But doesn’t have equal pay
Lets men make decisions for a woman’s body
And blames the victim for the actions of a rapist.


Because our NO won’t be enough one day.


Because I wasn’t asking for it.


Because “Boys Will Be Boys,” is still an excuse


Because “Not All Men Are Like That,” is still a defense.


Because enough blood has been spilled.


Because I am sixteen years old, and I am so afraid, when I shouldn’t have to be.

W. R.

This poem was inspired by actual tweets from the #YesAllWomen trend on twitter. X

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So at G4, we had a Meet & Greet. Darren came in about an hour late due to being held up at the airport, so he got to our table at about 11:45PM. We talked, and there was a woman at our table who was half-Finnish. She told Darren this, to which he responded:

"See, I can’t…


2014 Recipe For A Good Marvel Film:

Take one hot guy named Chris and add a talking raccoon with a gun.

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