Madison Elise B

♥ ℳadison ✿ 20 / / Server ♥

Explosive pen participant. Elegant deep soul.
Determined to fill your thoughts with an unbiased perspective.
Dedicated to achieving my purpose through everlasting hope.
† The wise listen, learn, and love continuously †

My dearest friend, if you don’t mind;
I’d like to join you by your side.

My favorite part, makes me tear up every time. <3

(Source: sorryblondie, via storybrooke)


Fox spent much of its VMA coverage questioning Beyonce’s ability to promote feminism while being "extremely sexual."  

Megyn Kelly labeled Beyonce’s message and lyrics as “skanky,” while a article claimed the singer “seemed to ensure her behind was the focus on each song, all the while educating young viewers about feminism.”

On The Five, Fox hosts suggested “she’s auditioning for a future husband,” and Greg Gutfeld announced that ”the greatest thing about pop culture is convincing women that acting like strippers is empowering.” 

What Fox failed to recognize is that expressing sexuality does not automatically remove a woman’s right to discuss equality. Instead, the network righteously slut-shamed Beyonce and used her performance as basis to attack feminism as a whole. In reality, such policing of women’s sexuality has harmed progress toward equality. The very same mindset has been used to dismiss women’s need to access contraception, and blame rape survivors for their own assaults. 

If anyone is going to be shamed, it should be Fox and its irresponsible coverage of women’s issues. 

DO NOT AGREE NOT JUST BECAUSE I LIKE THE FIVE, BUT BECAUSE BEYONCE’S BABY WAS IN THE AUDIENCE AND THEN BROUGHT ON STAGE. UHMMM LEAVE THE KID AT HOME WHEN DANCING ALL LIKE NIKKI IN ANACONDA. Still love Beyonce’s performance, though I don’t understand the whole feminist thing anyway. I’m a girl, I like to dance, and I like to read, and I like to work, and make money. Ok… what’s the problem with everyone it’s 2014, don’t get drunk at parties, and don’t trust young man teens to take care of you. BOOM. Oh and take personal responsibility. I wear crop shirts and short shorts, and fishnets and blah blah, because I think it’s pretty. I love fashion, and I am prepared to get stared at, or worse “name called” on. WHO GIVES A FLYING F. Seriously. I do what I want. I wear appropriate clothing when necessary and advised too by job/events. GET OVER IT IT’S NOT 1930’S ANYMORE.

(via easybakemeth)

Thank you Followers!

I now have 101 followers, and I’m writing to say thank you, and your sincerely appreciated. Truly unbelievable, and kind of silly… but it’s cool to know THIS many people are following my page! 

I’ve been busy with job hunting, and I’ve finally found something worth my time. I am now a Comcast employee, Customer Service being my expertise. So I've been working on some new writing material, leading into some different style, and searching for inspiration for a potential novel, that I'm indecisively eager to accomplish.

Not many of you notice my writing, but I really enjoy the time I spend venting my emotions, and dwelling into myself deeper. It’s something I do for fun, though I do want to improve on bettering my vocabulary, style, and purpose. I usually write my poems as songs, with rhythm and rhyme. I indulge in creating opinionated articles because I can’t stand to keep it all to myself. Not many people my age can converse over current situations in the world, and when they do decide to put forth comments, I learn a lot about why we are still stuck in are current “situations”. 

I’ve been gaining a lot more self confidence this past year, and I’m just letting my followers know I’m grateful to have your follow! It’s kick ass to know there’s other people whom I never personally met that digs what I am into. And for those who do read and give feedback on my writing, from just a like or re blog, it truly motivates me to keep at it.

Thank you all, 

Madison Elise B. <3 xo

(Source: madisoneliseb)

Yes, a man is a dangerous thing. So is a scalpel. It can wound you or it can save your life. You don’t make it safe by making it dull; you put it in the hands of someone who knows what he’s doing.

John Eldredge, Wild at Heart  (via creatingaquietmind)