When I actually bother to get out of pajamas
it sucks that we live in a world where men are fuckin heroes for not taking advantage of women.
"what a great guy for not trying to sleep with her while she was extremely intoxicated" wow what an amazing dude, having simple human decency
next time someone tells you Muslim countries oppress women, let them know Pakistan, Bangladesh, Indonesia, Turkey, Kosovo, Kyrgyzstan, and Senegal have all had female Presidents or Prime Ministers and 1/3rd of Egypt’s parliament is female but the US has yet to even have a female vice president and can’t say “vagina” when discussing reproductive rights
hey I have an idea let’s raise men and women as natural enemies, indoctrinate them from birth with the idea that they’re opposites in every imaginable way, sell books about the sexes coming from different planets, genderize everything from jobs to colors to food preferences, enforce every known sex stereotype on TV 24/7/365 and then pump the importance of perfect, heterosexual, romantic love and matrimonial bliss into the fucking air we breathe and watch what happens.
The bragging was the worst. I hear this in schools all over the country, in cafés and restaurants, in bars, on the Internet, for Pete’s sake, on buses, on sidewalks: Women yammering about how little they eat. Oh, I’m starving, I haven’t eaten all day, I think I’ll have a great big piece of lettuce, I’m not hungry, I don’t like to eat in the morning (in the afternoon, in the evening, on Tuesdays, when my nails aren’t painted, when my shin hurts, when it’s raining, when it’s sunny, on national holidays, after or before 2 A.M.). I heard it in the hospital, that terrible ironic whine from the chapped lips of women starving to death, But I’m not hun-greeee. To hear women tell it, we’re never hungry. We live on little Ms. Pac-Man power pellets. Food makes us queasy, food makes us itchy, food is too messy, all I really like to eat is celery. To hear women tell it, we’re ethereal beings who eat with the greatest distaste, scraping scraps of food between our teeth with our upper lips curled.
For your edification, it’s bullshit.— Marya Hornbacher (via honeydrewmelon)
inconsistent weather makes me so ANGRY like if i wake up in the morning and it’s cold and i decide to wear a pair of tights then it is just fucking DISRESPECTFUL for the weather to change to the point where i am sweating and crying in the fetal position by 3pm like just do the DECENT thing and stay cold all day you piece of shit
I want to see the beast in the beauty.
the half smile, half snarl. the unapologetic anger. I would like to see the man forgive the monster. to see her, blood and all, and love her anyway. — beauty and the beast | Caitlyn S. (via alonesomes)