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Fashion Faux-FUCK YOU.
We, as women, need to stop putting so much weight on what men tell us is okay in terms of clothing and fashion. Men consistently tell us we're sluts for: - Wearing short shorts. - Wearing cocktail dresses. - Wearing chokers. - Wearing our hair in pigtails. - Wearing heels with shorts. - Wearing high heels at all. - Wearing crop tops. - Wearing strappy clothing. The list goes on. Basically screw what men feel. Wear what makes you happy. Wear what makes you feel sexy or pretty. Wear what feels good in the current weather. Wear whatever you damn please because clothing does, in no way, define who you are. Nor does it define the activity of your sex life, which is your business. And girls, men bring us down enough. Protect your sisters. Lift them up. Don't bring them down. 👭👯💅👑
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One Year Anniversary
Hey everyone!
I really wanted to express my gratitude and how much I really appreciate all of you and all of the things you do, so I thought that blogging my thoughts and my feelings about this might be the best way to organize my already emotional mind. I am way too emotional.
One year. ONE WHOLE YEAR! Can you believe it’s already been that long? Some of you are new, and that’s totally amazing. But those of you that have been through the thick and the thin, the pain of everything that I have gone through and everything life threw at me to slow me down.. thank you.
This isn’t about money. This isn’t about a job. This isn’t about becoming famous or popular. This is about family and community. I stream because I meet amazing people like you EVERY SINGLE DAY. I am so, SO blessed. I don’t know what thing I did in life to have karma throw such amazing people at me, but here you are.
I would name names, but I don’t think I have enough time or space to express my love to all of you here. So I will just generally go over a few groups of people.
Mods: Thank you. My stream would be a complete and total MESS without you! Permanent mods or temp mods, you do so much for me. For you to want to take time out of your lives every week to help me achieve my goals.. wow. Just wow. You’re amazing and I cannot thank you enough.
Regulars: You guys spend almost as much time in my stream as I do. You are always there to show me your love, bs with me, and join me in my growth. I love you guys so much and I am so grateful to you for wanting to see me succeed.
Lurkers: Yea I see you hiding over there. You guys are quiet and sometimes a little shy, but you still hang out in the stream to help support me. I don’t care if all you say in the stream is “hi.” Just the fact that you are there shows me that you care. I am so happy to have you in our family.
Newbies: You’re so important, too. One of my FAVORITE things per week is when I see a new viewer become a regular. Seeing you come in and tell me that you love the stream and it makes you happy, seeing that little message that says “Hey Eve! I’m back”… that is a feeling I cannot put into words.
Thank you all for everything you do. Donating, lurking, chatting, making me laugh, making me get salty, throwing shade, messaging me your problems, and even reminding me that I am, in fact, trash. I couldn’t have gotten this far without all of you. I hope to see amazing growth in the next year. Our numbers are growing, which means our family is growing. Can’t wait to meet more people, and I can’t wait to meet some of you in person! We’re shooting for the stars boiz and grillz. I can smell that sub button and so many exciting things to come!
I love you all!
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I am so ashamed of my country.
No this is not an excuse to say "We told you so." No this is not a reason to continue the hatred towards Muslim people. No this is not "God's will." No this is not "reeping what you sow." No this is not why we should "build a wall." This is not your fucking excuse to point fingers and sip your tea. This is fucking SAD. SAD ONLY. This is another national TRAGEDY. NOTHING MORE. So have some respect for the people are have had their lives taken for NO OTHER REASON THAN A SICK MIND.
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Don't Be Fucking Rude
Alright so, as some of you know, a good friend of mine, whom I haven’t seen in 2 years, came to visit this weekend. He had already been planning to be in town today (Saturday) and said if I wanted to hang out and drink, he’d come in Friday instead. I was so excited to see him! So we made or plans. He was going to drive down and be in town in the afternoon, and stay at my house all weekend.
Well I guess he invited one of his friends. Sure, no big deal. Maybe I’ll buy an inflatable mattress or something for him to sleep on. Any friend of David’s was a friend of mine.
Only his friend seemed to need some kind of incentive to come have a fun weekend. The invite was followed by prying questions, “Who is going to be there? Who else is going? What are we going to do?” I didn’t think you needed a reason to have a good time with good friends. David answered with “Well I’m meeting a girl.” This fuckboy says, “Oh is she cute?” as if that mattered at all or would change the upcoming scenario. He proceeded to look me up on Facebook only to tell David, “Ew, she looks 35.”
Now while there’s nothing wrong with looking age 35–I will eventually–it’s pretty fucking rude to say. Not just because how I look shouldn’t change your possible decision to come have a wholesome weekend, but because I opened my fucking home up to a stranger when I didn’t have to, and he had the gall, the nerve, the AUDACITY, to decide against coming down to visit simply because I did not look appealing enough to him.
Who the fuck are you? On what earth were you born where you have acquired the ability to be so fucking entitled that someone’s appearence decides your actions?
And now? Even though 1. There is nothing wrong with looking 35. And 2. I know I look my age and that I’m beautiful. I can’t help feeling a little bad about myself.
Let this be a lesson in manners and respect. You never know what might hurt someone’s feelings. Make sure when you open your mouth, you aren’t being a rude, entitled ass licker.
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Throwback to #summonerscon2015. Lollipoppy 🍭 mother and son. Sooo cute. 😍😍
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Some of you have asked me what my tattoo means so I thought I would just share to everyone. I've spent a lot of my life, from middle school to the present, struggling with eating disorders and body dismorphia. I spent too long comparing myself to what I believed was beautiful and sexy and never truly being happy with what I saw in the mirror. It made me depressed and caused a lot of emotional and physical problems in my life. After years of therapy, I'm finally feeling free from that angry voice in the back of my mind telling me I'm not good enough. "Just because you don't look like someone who you think is attractive, doesn't mean you aren't attractive. Flowers are beautiful, but so are Christmas lights, and they look nothing alike." 🌸 🎄
#eating disorders#body dismorphia#annorexia#bulimia#beating eating disorders#healthy#therapy#love yourself#love your life#i'll help you#never give up#hope#have hope#you are beautiful#you are not alone
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If refugees get welfare, you complain they are lazy slobs and leeching off the government.
If refugees get a job, they are “stealing our jobs” from hard working Americans.
If refugees seek aid and refuge in America, they are leeches and we need to send them back to their country and they should made something off themselves there.
If refugees receive aid in their country, then we are prioritizing lazy slobs and should be helping other countries first.
There’s a reason why America is a super power. We need to use that power to stop making the rich richer and start helping the other 99% succeed. America was literally founded by men escaping an oppressive government and country. Why are we being so intolerant?
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Dancing Daze - Bloody Mess
TL;DR at the bottom. I'll preface this by saying I used to be a stripper in California. I danced for about 4 months at Flamingo in Anaheim, and then 6 at Deja Vu in Hollywood before I got MRSA in my knee and had to quit. In that time, I saw so many strange things and experienced some magical moments. It was quite a blast and an extremely memorable experience. Questions welcome. Anyway, to the story. So there I was, in the dressing room doing my makeup, getting ready to jiggle my tatas and dance the dance of my people. I’m having a chat with one of the girls when I hear this bloodcurdling scream travel in from the stage area. Obviously panicked, all of the girls just kind of look at each other. What is going on. Pretty sure someone is fucking getting murdered out there and you’re about to see my happy ass running out the back door in my 7" heels and a string bikini. No shame. Ain’t nobody got time to be gettin murdered up in here. Whose ass am I throwing in front of the door so I can make an escape cuz you know damn well I choose life. One of my friends suddenly comes busting through the doors into the dressing room and she is screaming her damn head off. The murderer was coming. We prepared for battle. We ask her what’s wrong and she just keeps saying “IS IT IN ME??” We’re just like what the hell. Is what in you? Did someone's penis break off inside of you? The murder weapon?? Save that shit we need it for court. She bends over and there is blood all over her inner thighs. Well shit, she started her period. That sucks, but it happens. I ask her if she needs anything. She just looks me dead in the eyes, into the windows of my soul, and says, “IT’S NOT MINE." I’m freaking out, she's freaking out, the girls are freaking out. I’m helping her clean off her nimbly bimbly parts and she is explaining what happened. Apparently she was giving some guy a bunch of lap dances and all was going well. She feels something warm and wet when she puts her hand on his leg and gets grossed out, assuming this guy just gave her the ol’ pow wow. She looks at her hand, but she just sees a bunch of blood. She had stood up and, low and behold, this dude has a puddle of blood in his lap. I’m sure you can assume what came next. A lot of banshee screaming and frightened women. I ended up having to chase this guy down before he left because he owed her about $100. I was embarrassed, he was embarrassed, it was a mess. Literally. To this day, I really have no idea why this guy made a blood sacrifice to Satan in the middle of the club. No one can understand why this dude was bleeding, and it very obviously haunts my dreams. TL;DR Used to be a stripper. Dude starting bleeding from his dick. Don't know why. Appropriately traumatized.
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My stepdad just tried a hoverboard for the first time and I'm crying 😂😂😂😭😭😭
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My stepdad trying the hoverboard for the first time. 😂😂😂😂😭😭😭
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