Hiya to one, and to all~! I'm Katie. Welcome to Katieland. The postings of my kingdom are rather random, and correspond to my mood. One day may be filled with content that is NSFW, and other days you will see cats and cute things. If you choose to follow me, I would prefer you be 18+. Expect a fair amount of personal rants, odds and ends, and enjoy your stay.
are you a boy? your clothes are boy clothes.
are you a girl? your clothes are girl clothes.
are you outside the binary of boy and girl? so are your clothes.
did someone just tell you your clothes don’t match your gender identity? they are a trashcan and their clothes are trashcan clothes.
Or in the words of Eddie Izzard..
Because this cannot be reblogged enough.
Screaming silently in adoration
This…so much THIS
Condescending and patronizing responses will get ignored.
Katie the Slut (via katietheslut)
The importance of consent: a narrative.
I will forever reblog this gifset.
look at how badass she is though i mean some of it gets on her too and doesn’t even give a fuck
She pours hot liquid on her own leg she’s that badass.
fire cannot kill a dragon.
This is a ‘thanks for your help in sorting this out’. I sent 8 emails - one with 6 images to pull down - and they didn’t seem to think that was enough evidence of theft. Some images I had to request more than once. That’s on them. I’m done worrying about it. Somebody is gonna sue their asses but it isn’t me. “Trust & Safety” indeed. Huh.
New attitude soon to follow…
Guys. One of my favorite models has been having MAJOR sass from Tumblr support on getting stolen content pulled. This is just horrible. Can y’all reblog this to support her and let Tumblr know this not the fuck okay with us?
It's hilarious that you don't realize that you're racially segregating yourself by being mean to white people.
Erm, we were racially segregated from y’all when we were kissing your feet, doing your work, calling you massa and unwillingly bearing AND rearing your children.
Anon = basic
I’m just leaving work, and this random fuck boy runs from across the street and smacks my ass.
Wtf? It’s a good thing he kept running like Forrest, because after the confusion washed away, I was cussing like a sailor.