THEME BY PISTACHI-O

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"My response to the “I am not a feminist” internet phenomenon….

First of all, it’s clear you don’t know what feminism is. But I’m not going to explain it to you. You can google it. To quote an old friend, “I’m not the feminist babysitter.”

But here is what I think you should know.

You’re insulting every woman who was forcibly restrained in a jail cell with a feeding tube down her throat for your right to vote, less than 100 years ago.

You’re degrading every woman who has accessed a rape crisis center, which wouldn’t exist without the feminist movement.

You’re undermining every woman who fought to make marital rape a crime (it was legal until 1993).

You’re spitting on the legacy of every woman who fought for women to be allowed to own property (1848). For the abolition of slavery and the rise of the labor union. For the right to divorce. For women to be allowed to have access to birth control (Comstock laws). For middle and upper class women to be allowed to work outside the home (poor women have always worked outside the home). To make domestic violence a crime in the US (It is very much legal in many parts of the world). To make workplace sexual harassment a crime.

In short, you know not what you speak of. You reap the rewards of these women’s sacrifices every day of your life. When you grin with your cutsey sign about how you’re not a feminist, you ignorantly spit on the sacred struggle of the past 200 years. You bite the hand that has fed you freedom, safety, and a voice.

In short, kiss my ass, you ignorant little jerks.”

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- Libby Anne (via newwavenova)

aqcuired:

eatcleanmakechanges:

I will always reblog.

my kind of place 

aqcuired:

eatcleanmakechanges:

I will always reblog.

my kind of place 

frolicingintheforest:

Connect yourself with the earth… lose the shoes. (;

frolicingintheforest:

Connect yourself with the earth… lose the shoes. (;

"Never let your girl stand out in a thunderstorm too long, it will become her resurrection. The wind and bassdrum of water is the same thing as CPR, 32 beats before she leans her head back and laughs in a way that sounds like she’s finally alive. The lightning will be a defibrillator right across her brainstem and her eyes will become full of an unbearable brightness, too powerful to stare into and too beautiful to turn away from. She has become witch in that instant as if her whole body is trembling with a magic so potent it could atomize her, as if the only thing tying her to her personhood is just her skin. All else has become a tempest.
Please. Don’t you know that lightning burns five times hotter than the sun? You will see her like that with her wild nature exploding from her cautious one - you will see her like that, that perfect moment of being recklessly undone - and she will burn herself into you for an eternity. You cannot stare into the heart of that and not just fall in love."
- You will hear her every time it rains, every time the wind blows. You will think of that wonderful, terrifying joy. For that moment, you wondered if her smile is the reason the sky sends storms. /// r.i.d (via inkskinned)

mypassionmypride:

hannibals-souffle:

dean-the-piesexual:

*short haired people sobbing in the corner*

*curly haired people stare longingly*

*punk chic that can never be pin-up/rockabilly chic stares then sobbs*