pouring out galaxies

My name is Sylvia. She/her/hers. I write poetry and read a lot. I am a tea-drinker, fashion blogger, intersectional feminist. I fight injustice. I collect things. I sew and do art. I'm a femme queer grrrl. I like my cat, avocados, thrifting, talking to strangers, spoken word poetry, and DIY projects. I am an old soul.


"I am a big girl. A voluptuous, curvy, dress-wearing lesbian. I love my body; it’s the only one I’ll ever have. I eat a lot of greens and work out and drink gin martinis and put M&Ms in my froyo and sometimes I don’t do anything but watch Project Runway. I am allowed to look sexy, feel sexy, and be in love. I am worthy of all of those things, and so are you. Own your good and bad, and all the scary parts that you’ve been covering up because it is yours and no amount of judgement can tell you how to love your body. In the words of Sonya Renee, the body is not an apology. You are magic.

(via justanotherbodyblogger)

Don’t ever listen to some ugly little fuckboys make fun of a body part they dont know anything about

—e-brat on vaginas (via revolutionarie-s)

(via e-brat)


my feminist goal is not to convince men that girls are of value, my feminist goal is to achieve a future where the judgement of our value isn’t in the hands of men. 

(Source: floozys, via pump-and-munch)