(via feministbecky)
This is the best one yet. Love it.
Oh my Lord…
I swear, at least a third of the guys that message me have replied “yes” to the men being the head of the household question, as well as women being obligated to shave their legs. It’s like, did you read my profile? Is this real life? ;-)
(via brazilianveganfeminist)
So some punks were posting shit about her arm hair and Marina replied. Oh my god, I adore her. She’s so fantastic, I swear to god.
hairy arms united in follicular solidarity
Hip-Hip! Hairy arms unite! :-)
(via misandrwitch)
yea you can “choose” the way you interpret what a slur means the same way you can say that the word “apple” could mean “banana” if you alter the meaning in your brain but in reality, if you say the word “apple” in front of a large group of people who have been exposed to apples their whole lives the majority will think of this
Perfect analogy! This is why I am all for removing stigmas, but why I personally have no plans to start calling fellow women”bitches”, “whores” or “sluts” - they don’t mean strong, independent, comfortable with your body, and enjoys sex. Their intent is to “put you in your place”.
(via callingoutbigotry)
(via practice-self-love)
Just because a depressed person is happy doesn’t mean they’re not depressed.
Just because a depressed person experiences happiness doesn’t make them a ‘bad’ depressed person.
Just because a depressed person has a good day doesn’t mean they’re not depressed.
Just because a depressed person is doing well one day doesn’t mean they’ll be doing well the next day.
Keep these in mind.
Thanks.
Thank you! This was a much-needed post. I have been told that I wasn’t depressed because I’m “too nice to be depressed.” I’m fairly certain I was nice to people even when I was suicidal. Jeez. The people I was interacting with just didn’t deserve to be treated like shit - doesn’t mean a thing about my mental/emotional state, dude.
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(via fuckyeahguysindresses)
BOYS TAKE OFF THEIR SHIRTS SO WEIRD THEY LIKE GRAB THE SHIRT FROM THE BACK OF THEIR NECK AND YANK IT OVER THEIR HEAD THAT IS SO SEXUAL LIKE I DONT EVEN KNOW HOW YOU DO IT BOYS
(via ambivalent-femme)
and when people say shit like “lol feminists aren’t fat ugly lesbian man haters”
some feminists are. no, that’s not what feminism is about, but if you’re a feminist you should also know that women are not put on this earth to be pretty, skinny, or to love men in any way. you should not shit on other women to make your social movement more appealing to other people (particularly men)
(via petitsirena)
But the biggest surprise of “Aschenputtel” [Grimm brothers version of the Cinderella story] is that it’s not about landing the prince. It is about the girl herself: her strength, her perseverance, her cleverness. It is a story, really, about her evolution from child to woman.
It is Cinderella herself who plants the magic tree and requests the finery for the ball (which is celebrated over the course of three days). She walks to the party each night rather than traveling by enchanted coach. She leaves not because she has some arbitrarily imposed curfew but because she has danced enough. Then she escapes both the pursuing prince and her own father by hiding in a dovecote or nimbly scaling a tree.
When the prince finally comes a-calling, shoe in hand, Cinderella greets him in her sooty rags. He may be looking for the beauty with the dainty foot, but, as Joan Gould, the author of Spinning Straw into Gold, notes, she demands that he witness the woman she has been, dirt and all, not just the one she will become. So while he provides the occasion for her transformation, he is not the one responsible for it— she can only do that for herself.
from Cinderella Ate My Daughter: Dispatches from the Front Lines of the New Girlie-Girl Culture by Peggy Orenstein.
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(via spectorette)
Educate yourself
Tumblr Social Justice in a nutshell.
I fixed it
this needs an extra one where the purple guy makes a post on tumblr about how they totally did nothing at all wrong
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