That we don’t yet have a language online for grief is not a new discussion. Recently friends of mine launched a website attempting to address just this problem. But it’s worth noting we also have yet to create a real vernacular for the grey areas in life; the long moments in between drinks with friends, beautiful sunsets, and well-put together outfits. Life, basically. And all its messiness.

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Unwilling to talk about anything that isn’t this Big Dogs tweet.

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BOOTS feat. Beyoncé | ‘Dreams’ 

Earlier today, the producer known as BOOTS (i.e. Jordy Asher), released two new tracks from his debut mixtape, WinterSpringSummerFall. One of those tracks just happens to be the Beyoncé assisted jam ‘Dreams’, which serves as the closing track off of the mixtape. Beyonce’s sweet high notes and Boots’ smooth crooning sound like a match made in heaven, though it makes sense considering BOOTS was the producer/songwriter behind Beyoncé’s sneaky self-titled album that was released late last year.

BOOT’s has released the song with the intention of benefiting the charity Day One, an NYC organization devoted to stopping teen dating violence.

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In San Francisco last year, a man stabbed a woman in the face and arm after she didn’t respond positively to his sexually harassing her on the street.

In Bradenton, Fla., a man shot a high school senior to death after she and her friends refused to perform oral sex at his request.

In Chicago, a scared 15-year-old was hit by a car and died after she tried escaping from harassers on a bus.

Again, in Chicago, a man grabbed a 19-year-old walking on a public thoroughfare, pulled her onto a gangway and assaulted her.

In Savannah, Georgia, a woman was walking alone at night and three men approached her. She ignored them, but they pushed her to the ground and sexually assaulted her.

In Manhattan, a 29-year-old pregnant woman was killed when men catcalling from a van drove onto the sidewalk and hit her and her friend.

Last week, a runner in California — a woman — was stopped and asked, by a strange man in a car, if she wanted a ride. When she declined he ran her over twice.

And, lest we forget, we’re one big happy planet family here and this exact same dynamic happens the world over in varying degrees and to varying effect. Women operating freely and independently in public is a relatively recent historical development, a shift in social order. Street harassment acts like a thermidor.

What happened to this girl in Florida should make everyone pause. If he did what he’d done in India, people here might be inclined to say, “What a horrible place that is for women.” (Which is true.) Instead, what we say is, “He’s a lunatic,” or, better still, “What was she doing for him to think he could stop and offer her money for sex?” While this man is dangerous, he’s probably not mentally ill. If he is, then so are the millions of other men that feel entitled to assault and brutalize children and women and “othered” people every day.

For women and LGTB people, especially when you consider race and class as legitimate factors in this equation, that risk is significantly higher than it is for most straight men all too comfortable discussing this subject in mocking terms.

I fumbled my debit card when the cashier was handing it back to me and it fell through every layer of chips and lodged itself into a crevice in the wood, so I took every bag of chips out of there one by one while I searched and the people in line behind me waited and then I took this photo AMA.

I can think of nothing less comfortable or live-your-life-friendly than having a swath of hot denim crammed up into your sweaty festival crotch while a tight, high-waisted metallic button rests on your abs, so my prayers go out to the women and girls who try to recreate this Beyonce moment in their own lives/grams this summer. May you only stand while you wear them, and may you find ventilation in this life or the next.

(Source: beyonce)

I just cleaned this secondhand store the fuck out.