this girl that sits with me was complaining..about another girl. because she likes the same band as her “but doesn’t dress like it” so obviously she doesn’t really listen to them
how do you DRESS like the music you listen to???
as an imagine dragons fan i am never seen not in a full dragon costume
real fans imagine the dragon costume
i’m a bare naked ladies fan and let me tell you
In high school I loved Violent Femmes and They Might be Giants. Apparently I should have been a violent, possibly giant femme.
Looking back…perhaps I was.
being a green day fan was comparatively easy, but the shit I got for being a queen fan let me tell you
Sorry, it’s in the dictionary so it’s true. Your argument is invalid.
Some folks just want a target, someone to take out their anger on or bully so they feel better. Just remember that negatively stereotyping heterosexuals is just as bad as negatively stereotyping anyone else.
Ohhhh my god are you real how do you exist how do you believe its “”“just as bad”“” jesus wow
Also? The original post is in response to the common derailing tactic used by people with privilege who point to the dictionary in order to avoid discussion wherein theyd have to take responsibility soOoOoO
an example of a bonafide heterosexual displaying their common behavior
thirty-four fifty is that good or bad
what do you expect i’m 15 and homeschooled
$71.50 christ I’m only 20 how did this happen
$59.00 out of $81.50. It was easier to count down.
Be careful with some of them though. They’ll look normal enough but suddenly flashing lights and colours and pictures
I’ve been going through these for an hour
you use your mouse to slap a guy across the face with a slimy eel
Yep, he can make it work.
Careful tho, put on the right shoes, next time, ‘k? :D
Originally this was written as a response to a single inbox message, and then I got a couple more of them, and now it’s a letter to all of you. I am tired of you.
[TRIGGER WARNING: Rape, rape culture; eating disorders]
It must be exhausting carrying all this hate around, huh? You’re right! It is fucking exhausting! And if it makes me seem like a cranky, miserable bitch, then more power to me.
Do you know why I do it, though? You don’t really deserve an explanation, but I’m going to tell you anyway.
I do it because women’s bodies are sold and used to sell products and somehow this has become one and the same. Because a woman’s accomplishments will never be as important as her appearance in this society as it stands now. Because 65% of girls and women have reported eating disorders.
Because so many, many people — most of them men — tell me I am overreacting or hysterical or a cranky, miserable bitch when I talk about sexism.
Because if I had a dime for every time some privileged, pompous ass doesn’t listen to me or tells me I’m wrong for no reason, really, just because he has a thing for Scarlett Johansson’s hair and doesn’t want to think about the fact that hey, maybe women are represented badly in the media, I could probably pay my rent for a year.
Because men feel entitled to tell me their opinions on women and entitled to be skeptical of my opinions on women as if I am not better able to comment, as if men are considered the experts on absolutely everything — oh wait, because the entire fucking news media thinks that they are.
Because I live in a world where I spend way too much of my time calculating the possibility that I will be assaulted. I do not know any woman who doesn’t do this. I do not know any woman who doesn’t constantly consider and reconsider the risk of her activities, even if she doesn’t do it consciously, even if she no longer thinks twice about going to the grocery store by herself — if she does it late at night, you can bet there’s a part of her that’s thinking it.
Because I live in a world where I have been told since I was single-digits young that men can hurt me. I live in a world where one out of six of my peers will be raped or sexually assaulted in her lifetime, and 54% of those assaults will go unreported, and 97% of those rapists will walk free. I live in a world where nine out of ten reported rape victims are female-bodied and the vast majority of rapists are men. I live in a world where 2/3rds of the women who are raped are raped by people they know and trust. This is the world I live in. This is a world you don’t even have to think about. This is a world that allows you to feel entitled to tell me my opinions don’t matter to you because they were presented in a way that didn’t cater to your ego, and call me a “cranky, miserable bitch” in the meantime as if you have any idea of whether or not I am actually either of those things.
So no, I do not need to be polite about your “counter-points.” I do not need to say “Ah, yes, good point,” when you’re not making a good point at all. You are not unique. You have said to me what literally hundreds of other men have said to me before.
And I don’t need to listen to your bullshit, or anyone else’s bullshit. Ever.
I want to point that line out again, because I think part of the reason so many men claim misandry is that they have never experienced the fears and oppression that women do. And, because they have not experienced it and are conditioned to not see it as abnormal or harmful, they honestly and truly believe it does not exist. Thus, claiming that it exists would be unfair to men! They aren’t doing anything wrong because they don’t feel the repercussions of it!
Honestly, this is like telling someone that their foot must not hurt after dropping a bowling ball on it because hey, /my/ foot doesn’t hurt! We know to defer to the other person’s account of pain because we understand the concept/system of physical pain existing in one person while another doesn’t feel it. That is something everyone has experienced firsthand.
I think the reason this concept doesn’t carry over to systems of privilege is because those who are privileged have not experienced oppression firsthand and, in addition, have never been told of the system occurring. it is a phenomenon they have not imagined and it is a cruel fact of life to own up to, especially if you have had a hand in it. the same way it doesn’t feel good to tell that person whose toe you just broke that it was your fault for dropping the ball, or it isn’t a convenient reality to know that someone else can hurt because of your mistakes. without the assurance of this reality existing /and/ the backup of “you’re a shit person to hurt someone, even by accident, and not own up to it”, i dont think anyone would deal with or even believe other people’s pain since they cant feel it themself.
to finish the metaphor, this is what is happening with systems of privilege. the privileged party is both unaware of the system’s existing /and/ not encouraged to own up to the pain of the oppressed party. in fact, it is actively encouraged to leave the oppressed party in the dust, even pick up the bowling ball and drop it on their foot again! why not get your buddies to join in? it’ll be hilarious!!
thus, let’s harass this young woman on the street! why not get your buddies to join in? it’ll be hilarious!!
i think we should
1. inform/educate people about oppression, and
2. actively socially discourage oppression
in order to incite change.
if you are in savannah and want to hang out and/or get high let me know
otherwise i will be doing errands and cleaning and sleeping this weekend
oh also baking cookies
1. Take a webcam photo of yourself the way you are right now.
2. Go to Google Images and use the ‘search by image’ for the webcam picture you just took (drag the image into the search bar or click the camera icon)
3. Post the first result, this is your doppelganger.
oh my god i’m dying
the first one was two people?? so i thought that didnt count.
im a small child. this was not a secret.
This Is All Kinds Of Wrong of the Day: Miss Universe Canada announced yesterday that 23-year-old finalist Jenna Talackova of Vancouver was disqualified from the Donald Trump-owned beauty pageant, but didn’t provide a reason.
“She did not meet the requirements to compete despite having stated otherwise on her entry form,” competition officials said in a statement. Talackova, however, says she knows exactly why she was disqualified: She was born a man.
The 6’1” bombshell underwent sexual reassignment surgery in 2010 after living most of her life as a woman.
She wouldn’t speak with the press concerning the unceremonious scrubbing of her profile from the Miss Universe Canada website, but did take to Twitter to bemoan being “disqualified for being born.”
Many have noted that Miss Universe Canada’s only expressed requirements are that the contestant be a Canadian citizen and between the ages of 18 and 27. Nary a mention of gender confirmation surgery as being grounds for dismissal.
On Twitter, Talackova implied that she’s down but not through. “I’m disqualified, however I’m not giving up,” she tweeted. “I’m not going to just let them disqualify me over discrimination.”
there are worse role models than wooster. *nod*
was the last one and i chose it because the 2nd to last made me uncomfortable:
Who is sick of sitting down to eat with friends and the first thing that comes up is calories, weight, feeling guilty, etc. even if it’s just joking around? ‘Cause I sure as Hell am. I’m finally at a point in my life where I’m starting to accept my body for what it is as well as treating it nicely. And people have to drop these little bombs on me this often? Eat your food and shut up. Or go tell Cosmopolitan about it or some shit.
wow that sounds exhausting. D: i promise i would thoroughly not hate myself were we to ever share a meal.
yes do tell
I wanna know ;v;!
if you dont say warlike what are you doing with your tumblr life
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