Even though my mind is hazy an’ my thoughts they might be narrow Where you been don’t bother me nor bring me down in sorrow It don’t even matter to me where you’re wakin’ up tomorrow But mama, you’re just on my mind
“I design clothes because I don’t want women to look all innocent and naïve…I want woman to look stronger…I don’t like women to be taken advantage of…I don’t like men whistling at women in the street. I think they deserve more respect. I like men to keep their distance from women, I like men to be stunned by an entrance. I’ve seen a woman get nearly beaten to death by her husband. I know what misogyny is … I want people to be afraid of the women I dress.”—Alexander McQueen (via supmariss)
Was just judged tonight based on a manic episode I had three months ago and I’m just sitting here listening to the Traveling Wilburys thinking, “what the efff???”. Like, dudes, I’m trying really hard to be the healthiest version of myself but whipping out judgements based on behaviors I can’t control isn’t very chill.
I’m over it, guys. I really can’t be worried about what you all think of me. It doesn’t matter.