Don’t play into the stereotypes Babes. They’re just there to trap you, and keep you from reaching your full potential.
WORDS WORDS WORDS. TEN TEN TEN X
This unknown Goddess I’ve searched for, for years. One day you will be on my walls. Oh yes…
Balls are so 2000.
It took a special kind of guts to be a fuck up as a woman, I thought. To say to hell with being the nice girl, the responsible one, the one who makes sure the man takes care of himself and eats properly and doesn’t take too many drugs. To be just as nihilistic and self-destructive as a man, knowing all along that you’ll get crucified for it, because somehow, the world will make everything your fault. He’ll be a martyr, and you’ll be a succubus. He’ll be a genius and you’ll be a groupie, He’ll be a hero, and you’ll be an ugly fat crack whore who deserves to die.
— Rachel Shukert
Enough said.
All Babes are welcome to fabulousness.
St. Gwen Stefani, patron Saint of Integrity.
“If you stand for nothing, you fall for everything.”
So stand up and be counted Babes.
Curves in every shape and size rule imagination. Limitation lacks femininity.
