We did it guys!!! We made it to 1,000 followers! Thank you so much for enjoying my blog and sticking with me for almost 2 years! Now I’m gonna give what I promised, a kittenplay themed giveaway!
The Prizes:
- A nemuneko cat plushie and/or a size small, navy blue sailor school uniform!
- Black kitten stockings and/or 10 meters of any color bondage rope!
-ANY premade KittensPlaypen collar under $30 (special lock included if you would like)
RULES:
-You must be following me -No giveaway blogs (its just unfair) -Likes and reblogs both count, the more you reblog, the better chance you have, but try not to clog your blog -There will be three winners. The one I pick first will have first dibs at the prizes, then the second, ect. -You must leave your inbox or some way for me to communicate to you open, so that I can notify you if you win -You have 24 hours to answer my message before I turn to another winner. (So if you don’t get a message at the time the giveaway is set don’t worry!! You might still have a chance!) -You must be comfortable giving me a mailing address to send the prizes to -Shipping will depend on where I get the prizes and if where you live is available for them to send it to BUT if there is a way to send it to you I will ship ANYWHERE! -This give away is for anyone! No matter your age! People under 18 are eligible!
I will start picking winners on December 20th of this year a little bit before Christmas as my present you all of you!
Thank you so much for following me and I wish you luck!
First giveaway for the new website! This time YOU get to pick your own prize! Winner receives one 50.00 giftcard to our shop ^_^
Rules: REBLOG! That simple! NO FOLLOWING REQUIRED!
GOODLUCK!
To show our appreciation for your continued support of our little shop, we’ve decided to host another giveaway! Happy holidays to all of you and your loved ones! Be safe! We love you! <3
When people discuss me smoking pot they say that it is my “guilty pleasure”. Stop doing that. I don’t feel guilty about the things I find pleasure in. If I felt guilty about it I wouldn’t do it. I’m tired of people speaking poorly or stoners and judging us. It’s time to end the stigma. Be proud of who you are and the decisions you make.
Men get raped and molested,’ should be a whole sentence. If you have to tack on the word ‘too,’ then you’re using the experience of male victims to silence females instead of giving them their own space.
One small correction: using cowpox to treat smallpox isn’t vaccination, it’s a similar but distinct process called inoculation. A vaccine uses a weakened, mostly dead form of the virus to let your body do some target practice. An inoculation actually infects the body with a related, but less severe form of an illness, and the antibodies developed from fighting it off also repel the more deadly disease.
You are 12. You’re at the library looking for some generic young adult fiction novel about a girl who falls for her best friend. Your dad makes a disgusted face. “This is about lesbians,” he says. The word falls out of his mouth as though it pains him. You check out a different book and cry when you get home, but you aren’t sure why. You learn that this is not a story about you, and if it is, you are disgusting.
You are 15. Your relatives are fawning over your cousin’s new boyfriend. “When will you have a boyfriend?” they ask. You shrug. “Maybe she’s one of those lesbians,” your grandpa says. You don’t say anything. You learn that to find love and acceptance from your family, you need a boyfriend who thinks you are worthy of love and acceptance.
You are 18. Your first boyfriend demands to know why you never want to have sex with him. He tells you that sex is normal and healthy. You learn that something is wrong with you.
You are 13. You’re at a pool party with a relative’s friend’s daughter. “There’s this lesbian in my gym class. It’s so gross,” she says. “Ugh, that’s disgusting,” another girl adds. They ask you, “do you have any lesbians at your school?” You tell them no and they say you are lucky. You learn to stay away from other girls.
You are 20. You have coffee with a girl and you can’t stop thinking about her for days afterwards. You learn the difference between a new friendship and new feelings for a person.
You are 13. Your mom is watching a movie. You see two girls kiss on screen. You feel butterflies and this sense that you identify with the girls on the screen. Your mom gets up and covers the screen. You learn that if you are like those girls, no one wants to see it.
You are 20. You and your friends are drunk and your ex-boyfriend dares you to make out with your friend. You both agree. You touch her face. It feels soft and warm. Her lips are small and her hands feel soft on your back. You learn the difference between being attracted to someone and recognizing that someone you care about is attractive.
You are 16. You find lesbian porn online. Their eyes look dead and their bodies are positioned in a way that you had never imagined. You learn that liking girls is acceptable if straight men can decide the terms.
You are 20. You are lying next to a beautiful girl and talking about everything. You tell her things that you don’t usually tell anyone. You learn how it feels not to want to go to sleep because you don’t want to miss out on any time with someone.
You are 18. You are in intro to women’s and gender studies. “Not all feminists are lesbians- I love my husband! Most of the feminists on our leadership team are straight! It’s just a stereotype,” the professor exclaims. You learn that lesbianism is something to separate yourself from.
You are 15. Your parents are talking about a celebrity. Your dad has a grin on his face and says, “her girlfriend says that she’s having the best sex of her life with her!” You learn that being a lesbian is about the kind of sex you have and not how you love.
You are 21 and you are kissing a beautiful girl and she’s your girlfriend and you understand why people write songs and make movies and stupid facebook statuses about this and time around you just seems to stop and you could spend forever like this and you learn that there is nothing wrong with you and you are falling in love.
You are 21. And you are okay.
a thing I wrote after arguing with an insensitive dude on facebook all day or Things Other People Taught me about Liking Girls (via radsadnsassy)
