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Does your boyfriend or brother spend a lot of money on skin and hair care products? Does your dad spend much time at the hairdresser or beautician?

In your city’s daily paper do most of the political news items feature women? Are most of the stories in the business section written by and about women? Is there a special ‘Men’s Section’ filled with celebrity gossip, fashion and beauty tips?

When you watch a big sporting event on TV, are the athletes usually women? When you watch female sporting teams are there hot guys in tiny outfits cheering for them on the sidelines?

Do girls you know talk openly about getting off while watching porn? Do they boast about their sexual conquests?

When you’re at the food court, do your female friends happily gobble down a large burger and fries combo while your male friends pick at a salad and sip diet coke?

Do the majority of the fathers you know spend most of their time at home washing, cleaning, cooking and taking care of their kids? Do you often hear mothers refer to looking after their own kids as ‘babysitting’? Have you heard women talk about earning brownie points for cleaning their own house and washing their own clothes? Are you sick of men going on about how hard it is to balance work and parenthood?

Are your male friends afraid to walk on their own at night? Do they avoid drinking too much in case they get raped? Do they dress to protect themselves from attack and always carry their keys poking through their knuckles? When they complain about all this do your female friends shrug and tell them that’s just how the world is?

If the answer to all of these questions was yes, wouldn’t that mean something was wrong? Is that still true if the genders are reversed? Does it matter?

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— Opening from Emily Maguire’s ‘Your Skirt’s Too Short: Sex, Power, Choice’   (via seulray)

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findmeinsf:

theuppityzombie:

angrywomenofcolorunited:

rocketmayhem:

thinkspeakstress:

Welcome back to Shaming Racists: the Halloween Edition! Ladies and gentlemen, I present:

Caitlin Cimeno, also known as Kt Cimeno of Oak Bluffs, Massachusetts. Employed at Our Market Package Store.

Greg Cimeno

William Filene from Quincy, Massachusetts.

This is all public on facebook. All three pictures can be found on Caitlin Cimeno’s Instagram, @ktcimeno.

There’s no question that the three of them are racists, but Caitlin disgusted me by taking an unconsented picture of somebody else’s little girl, somebody else’s child, and using them as the target of racism for a facebook status. I’m including that too because how nasty do you have to be? As if the Halloween photos don’t answer that question.

Let me add that this stuff right here, EVERYBODY, is the reason you can’t darken your skin to portray a Black person. Because this is used to dehumanize us. Whether you intend to or not, you are perpetrating Blackface.

IT. IS. RACIST.

Caitlin Cimeno, Greg Cimeno, and William Filene are three of thousands. But justice will be served where it can. For them to make a mockery of Trayvon Martin’s death is disgusting, as is every single person praising them in the comments and every person defending them.

Look at how little value Black lives have in some people’s lives. Look at how today, yes, in 2013, our deaths are something to be laughed at, mocked, and our bodies worn as a Halloween costume. This is how we are dehumanized. Only one of thousands of ways.

Happy fucking Halloween.

PASS THIS THE FUCK ON!!!

TIP passed on: KT Cimeno’s work number is (508) 693-3000. They are closed on Sundays.

white people are fucking evil for this shit

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witchywomanx:

armedforceslove:

fitemehirl:

food-and-sleep:


soldierporn:


shallowthoughtsfromadeepmind:


ohhketchum:


i-love-british-accents:


timeislove-hooah:


All the other guys are looking at her like they are so happy to see her, even if she isn’t their daughter. One of my favorite pictures.





Aw omg, the facial expressions.


I completely understand why they’re all excited. You start to miss your loved ones so much that you feel happy when someone else gets to see theirs, even if you don’t get to see yours.


There aren’t any words to describe this one.


I will never not reblog this.


Bet they don’t look at Palestinian girls like that.

Don’t

be

ignorant


Told.

witchywomanx:

armedforceslove:

fitemehirl:

food-and-sleep:

soldierporn:

shallowthoughtsfromadeepmind:

ohhketchum:

i-love-british-accents:

timeislove-hooah:

All the other guys are looking at her like they are so happy to see her, even if she isn’t their daughter. One of my favorite pictures.

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Aw omg, the facial expressions.

I completely understand why they’re all excited. You start to miss your loved ones so much that you feel happy when someone else gets to see theirs, even if you don’t get to see yours.

There aren’t any words to describe this one.

I will never not reblog this.

Bet they don’t look at Palestinian girls like that.

Don’t

be

ignorant

Told.

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shadowwolf727:

perchu:

alexiantoinette:

perchu:

calypso-oswald:

perchu:

yea-nah:

vio-and-his-tupla:

karetahana:

thisdefineswhoiam:

this just happened on my dash… 

it happend again

How can you hate on cookies though?? Like, in any form?? They’re FUCKING COOKIES BRO!!!

don’t let the anti-moreos guy see this either

wait for it he has sources

hi

 he’s here

hell yeah im here and im ready to whoop your substantially corrupt minds back into fucking place

You’re like 15 dude you ain’t about to whoop anyone’s ass

I have the power of skeleton memes on my side, what do you  have?  tom hiddystan? bendelick mumberdun? doctor when??? yeah

This is literally the most beautiful post on Tumblr

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1. There will be some days when you close your eyes while crossing the street, maybe because you want to see what fate has in store for you, or maybe because your depression is running rampant again and you don’t know how to calm her. It’s okay. I will still love you.

2. There will be a year, or a series of years when your birthday doesn’t feel special. Celebrate anyway. Because people spent time baking you a cake and buying you cards and even if they’re your family and they’re obligated to, they still love you. Cherish that love. Revel in it. It is the best gift you will ever receive.

3. You will learn that the saddest word in the English language is stay. Whether it’s your mother’s voice whispering it before you leave for college, or your ex-lover’s desperate screams as you walk out of the house, it will always be a hard word to hear. Sometimes you should listen to it, other times you shouldn’t. Trust yourself. Go with your gut.

4. Along with hearing the word stay, you will also hear the word why from every person who is remotely related to you. Why did you get that tattoo? Why did you try to kill yourself? Why aren’t you married yet? You don’t have to answer them. Be selfish. Keep somethings to yourself.

5. Some nights you won’t be able to sleep. You will lie awake at 2 am and contemplate existentialism and wonder if the French had a point. Get up. Get out of your bed. Do something. Because even if there is no God, what you do matters, who you are matters. You matter to me.

6. Some days you will want to run away and never return. So go. Drive to a small town in the Northwest, maybe Oregon, and settle down there for a while. Tell people your name is Elizabeth, because you loved Jane Austen as a child and because this a town full of strangers and who’s to know the difference? Don’t be selfish. Call your mother each night and remind her that you love her. Come back home when you find yourself seeing your sadness painted in the shadows, and when you feel more at home in the arms of a stranger than on your own.

7. There will be several nights when you lose yourself in the medicine cabinet, because liquor and morphine seem like a faster cure than time. It’s okay. I will still love you in the morning.

8. One day, in the midst of work, you will learn to forgive. It will start out with a simple reminder of the past, maybe a facebook notification from an old schoolmate or a wedding announcement from an ex-lover. In that moment you will learn that yearning for the past isn’t romantic, it’s stupid, and that if Gatsby had just let go of the green light he would’ve lived. So forgive your past, it didn’t know any better, and move on.

9. Leaving home will hurt, but soon you will learn that home isn’t a place but a feeling, and that there is a compass on your heart that points directly to that feeling. Follow that compass. Don’t get sidetracked by boys who don’t care or alcohol that doesn’t forgive. If you follow that compass, no matter how lost you get, you will always have a home.

10. The hardest lesson you will ever learn will be to love yourself. But you can do it. There will always be days when you hate yourself, days when you wish you had never been born. But darling you are beautiful, and if Shakespeare had met you you would’ve inspired his 18th sonnet, and if Monet had known you he would’ve given up painting water lilies and chosen to paint you instead. I know it’s hard to love yourself, but sometimes it’s okay to be a little selfish with your love.

11. When you begin to feel worthless, remember that the stars died for you. You are made of elements that are thousands of years old, elements that make up every atom of your being. When you want to cut your wrists, remember that the souls of stars live in your veins. Don’t kill them. Don’t be selfish.

12. Some days will be beautiful. Live for those days. Live for the days when the sun shines on your soul and the smile on your face isn’t forced. Live for the days when you don’t give a fuck what anyone thinks because your scars are a part of your story and you don’t need someone else’s approval to wear them with pride.

Live for the life you always wanted but were too scared to pursue.

Live for you. Live for me. Live for every person who has ever loved you, for the people who have come before you so that you may be here today.

Live for the fire that burns in your soul, that tells you: keep going, you’re almost there, just a little farther. Because when Rome burned down the emperor didn’t run away, he stayed and he sang for his people. Stay. Sing for your people. Sing for us.

Are you listening? Because this is your life, singing a siren song to capture your attention and steer away from the rocks, to guide you back home.

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— The Twelve-Step Program for Life, by M.K.  (via kintsukuroi-silver)

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fleurdilys:

whats-good-young-hoe:

Hold on, let me put away fucking Henry VIII’s milk

i swear i tried not to reblog this.

fleurdilys:

whats-good-young-hoe:

Hold on, let me put away fucking Henry VIII’s milk

i swear i tried not to reblog this.

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the-absolute-funniest-posts:

dope-pope:

All cats love boxes!

Cats are cats.  You can’t fight nature, no matter your size.  

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jamarcoaaronshaw:

thelazyavenger:

exoticwomenofcolor:

Taschka Turnquist

Tht name doh

Yes. Please.

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castiel-the-consulting-angel:

jkirrk:

whenever u see a frog coming out of the water do u ever hear anybody screaming “UGH THAT FROG IS SO GREEDY. WATER OR LAND CHOOSE ONE YOU CANT HAVE BOTH” no. u dont. treat bisexual like frog. be nice 2 frog

this is the best bisexuality argument i have ever seen and ever will see

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  • me: goodnight moon
  • moon: goodnight lil bitch

sassycappy87:

Putting on your bra when your skin is wet is like wrestling with satan

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peachvenom:

periods help you learn how to get blood off of things which is probably why you hear more stories of men caught with murder

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