i dont think i’ll ever stop reblogging this shit
im laughing so hard this is genius
sometimes I’m chandler, sometimes I’m joey
there’s no in between
Ever notice how when justifying a child’s misbehavior no one ever says stuff like “girls will be girls” or “she’s a girl”, but the list of things a “young lady” can’t do is almost endless?
You learn from a young age that masculinity comes with freedom; femininity comes with restrictions.
Yes but enough men that every girl is terrified of smiling to that guy on the bus or talking with the boy in the coffee shop. Every girl has been walking late at night at one point and been afraid of who might be following her. Every girl has referred to someone as a “creep” and every girl has refused a drink from someone she doesn’t know.
Not all men.
But enough men that all women are now afraid of most men.
It’s gotten so bad that we have to be afraid of even telling you we are afraid. We can’t ask that you please stop talking to us. Because if we do we run the risk of being labeled a “stuck up bitch” and blamed for murders and rapes in which we are the victims.
So we speak to you with body language that we hope you’ll understand. We cross our legs and look out the window and wear giant headphones that are giant signs that subtly read “DON’T TALK TO ME!” But you insist on ignoring those signs because you have it in your head that our body language doesn’t mean anything. That our bodies aren’t our bodies.
Not all men.
You can start fucking saying that when all women can stop being afraid. But that’s not gonna happen if every man a women opens up to about this issue dismisses her by saying “Not all men.”
unofficial letter to the skeezball at work all men.
I felt so angry at the UCSB massacre (an article about this incident and a script of his video’s speech) and the sexism we’re blind to everyday so I drew about my opinions on sexism to channel my rage.
I’m very happy the #YesAllWomen tag is going strong on U.S. Twitter right now. :D
“Next door neighbour: *Constant DIY work*
Me: I’m going to bang him and see how he likes it.
Me: I’m going to smash him.
Me: How much noise can one man and his hammer make?
Me: Stop banging against my wall, it’s rude.
Me: Stop it you’re going to drill right through.
Me: You can’t bang and drill at the same time can you?
Me: Oooh maybe he has a friend helping him bang.
Me: Men and their tools.”
This is probably the hundredth time I’ve reblogged this. I don’t even care.
Guys. It’s Conchita Wurst Wurst.
I live here and I still don’t know
I don’t fucking know
"frozen is the first disney movie to deal with sibiling relationships and not romance"
Is that an example or a reaction?