Two other women, also breast cancer survivors, said their husbands left them after they were diagnosed. Both had to have mastectomies (in case anyone doesn’t know, this is the surgical operation to remove one or both breasts).

The first woman said her husband told her that he would rather see her dead than see her lose her breasts. The second woman had her operation and waited all day to be picked up by her husband, who never arrived. By nightfall, one of the nurses offered to give her a ride, and she came home to find the house empty.

Obviously, these are extreme cases of a man’s reaction to his wife’s breast cancer, but this is what I see when I see the “I ♥ Boobies” bracelets. I see love of the body parts, not the person being treated—not the patient, not the victim, not the survivor.

My Beef with the “I Love Boobies” Bracelets (via star-trekkin)

I will never not reblog this. So important.  (via youmightbeamisogynist)

oh my god this is heartbreaking

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“I think if you are really into words and poetry and situations of life, there is always a little kiss of sadness on everything you do… It’s just the kind of person who I am. I always look carefully beneath the outward appearance of things. I want to know what’s really going on in somebody’s heart.”
Stevie Nicks

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I think if you are really into words and poetry and situations of life, there is always a little kiss of sadness on everything you do… It’s just the kind of person who I am. I always look carefully beneath the outward appearance of things. I want to know what’s really going on in somebody’s heart.”

Stevie Nicks

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What’ve You Destroyed Today?

Feeling like a hurricane but I’m just a little girl
Aggressive apathetic is my new aesthetic
but I couldn’t fool the world

Singing song fragments
living out of my means
If I knew I would tell you
just what this all means

Feeling like a hurricane but I’m just a little girl
aggressively apathetic
But I couldn’t fool the world

You slept through a nightmare
and woke up to dawn
All your dirty laundry 
laid out on the lawn

Feeling like a hurricane but I’m just a little girl
aggressively apathetic
But I couldn’t fool the world

Feeling like a hurricane
but it’s probably just my ego
I’m obsessed with the attention
but it doesn’t help me sleep

Oh, I slept through the morning
and I woke up in his bed
Some people dwell in books
but I live in my head
I suppose that I could move on
no, I’ll stay here instead