Shout out to interracial, bisexual, pansexual, genderfluid, and otherwise “gray” or “mixed” people who get to deal with shit from pretty much every angle all while having your identity erased, ignored, or redefined for you whenever another group sees fit. I see you, love you, and want to make things better.
MAKE US FREE!
Am I a ghoul or a human
Gotta catch ‘em all, I suppose.
(My kid’s been bingeing on Pokemon and I’ve been in the room)
I’m dandy…in space.
I LIVE IN THE WORLD OF FREE
Well. Crystal Tokyo and a feminist global matriarchy are coming, so I think I’m alright.
lang-8.com is well known amongst intermediate/advanced language learners who are self-taught, but I thought I’d explain it for beginners. It is an amazingly useful site where you can blog or upload any text you’ve written in the language you’re learning. Many people use it as a diary, though I’ve seen people check essays and business emails there too.
Once the text is uploaded native speakers of the language will check it for you. You return the favour by checking pieces of work written in your native language and correcting them. In this way everyone gets their work marked by a native speaker (often more than one person contributes so you can get several opinions too).
It is massively helpful in improving all aspects of writing, but natural usage in particular (notoriously difficult for self learners to pick up when they are not in a native environment).
This has HOW MANY notes now? へぇぇぇぇ〜
I would like to give Planned Parenthood and their Teen Council forum 10/10 stars
idk about you all, but this made me cry
and i know not all forms do this, this might be the only one, but knowing that at least one organization recognizes me as a person, doesn’t ask me to lie to fit their box, is one of the most calming and beautiful things to experience.
and i’m just waiting for the day when government forms use this, when schools ask for preferred pronouns, when everywhere has an other category for gender and pronouns.
we’re getting there, y’all. we’re demanding to be seen and it’s working
PLANNED PARENTHOOD YES. Thank you, so awesome.
1. corset, 1750-75, from Metropolitan Museum of Art | Portrait of Grand Duchess Maria Fiodorovna by Alexander Roslin, 1777
3. corset, 1810-50, from Metropolitan Museum of Art | Portrait of Charlotte and Elizabeth Sullivan, daughters of Sir Richard Sullivanby Reinagle Ramsay Richard, 1810
5. corset, by Maison Léoty, 1891, from Metropolitan Museum of Art | A Bar at the Folies-Bergere by Edouard Manet, 1882
Please don’t remove the credits.
"50 Shades of Grey: The Movie." Or, as I prefer to call it, "American Psycho 2: Watered-Down Problematic BDSM Boogaloo."
When my mom hovers over my shoulder to take a peek at my streaming of the CrossFit Games, I can’t help but bite my lip, glancing sideways as her narrowed eyes take in the aesthetics of the crop of the fittest women on Earth. I know she strongly dislikes the bulk the women carry on their biceps, the padding of their traps, the shape of their prominent shoulders and sculpted backs. Her bias, as a modern dancer, is that any muscle that has reached the stage of more-than-toned is ugly, unfeminine, unattractive. I don’t mean to single her out or rag on her opinion, (especially since it affects how she treats me as someone who idolizes these women), because this is our world. Sadly, the majority of people in our society agree with her.
I used to think I had a healthy opinion on how I looked. I pretended I didn’t care about the newly-formed 10 lb of bulk I’d harnessed because of its function. I was able to overlook my musculature because that’s what made me stronger, capable of doing the things I love, mainly CrossFit. I can climb five ropes, overhead squat 130 and run a mile, no problem. I loved myself for what I could do in spite of my appearance. But shouldn’t I be able to do both? Love me for what I can do, and what enables me to do it? I thought about what our Western-influenced paradigm dictates, and what is often associated with muscle. Picture your typical brawn in its Adonis, DaVincian sculpted perfection. Strength, obviously. Dedication. Good habits. Health. Wealth. Athleticism. Men picking up all the babes on the beach. “Bro, dyel?” Yet put that hunk of muscle on a women? Ugly. Unladylike. Never going to get a boyfriend. Only squatting for an ass. Never going to fit in. A fat woman’s excuse for her weight… Why is that? Why is it when we switch the context of what gender the muscle is on, we go from positive to negative? What’s up with the flip-flop?
And yet there’s an irony in their opinions. There is an often occurrence where on female CrossFitter videos I see people 1) bash for appearance (Example: Shes is a monster. Looks like a man. I’m an old fashioned guy: I like women.), or 2) question whether steroid are in use (Example: holy hell, that is a woman? xD dude that thing runs on steroids. Example: Natural my arse! Maybe not anabolic but definitely Test on board “prescribed by doctor” so its ok.) Or both: muscularity and outward strength is by definition a masculine characteristic. That is why these women inject, testosterone, to become better athletes.Testosterone of course being the dominant, male development hormone. Not natural, definately not attractive to a completely straight male. Besides your comma use being horrid, your message is ugly, too. You don’t like what you see, you think it’s offensive, yet you feel the need to take that woman down another few pegs by asking if what they do is legal? If the work they put in is actually their own work? So clearly you admire what they can do, because your jealousy is clear as day (I assume you’re trying to diminish their achievements by saying they’re impossible to reach through your likely uneducated methods), but you cloud it by saying well, she’s ugly anyway, 10/10 wouldn’t bang, who cares.
My conclusion? You don’t want a woman to have that power. You don’t want a woman to fit outside that cookie cutter 1950s housewife mold because that is threatening to you. And your view has leeched not only throughout the majority of the male population, but the female as well. It is so mainstream to the point that women in my life have asked whether it bothers my mom that I’m “wasting” my slim figure. Girl-on-girl hate. (Example: what i call this person a female or male or something else.i don’t consider this person as a woman. i don’t know what this thing is.i am calling this person thing because.my thought is that female bodybuilding is opposite the nature. and my mind accept this person is female; Example: these crossfit chicks have bodys like guys which is just not attractive.) You want every single woman to fulfill an impossible and demeaning standard- publicly harass them when they choose not to- and that is not okay.
There is definitely hope, though. People that spring up to our defenses. People that see the work and effort, the overall goal in attaining what we have started, ourselves, to see as beautiful. Videos and viral ads empowering the actions and bodies of the female sex: Nike, Always. Adidas. Even in my own life. When I was down at the pool, somewhat frantically looking for my very-late brother, I overheard a young mother talking to her son about me. She explained in a hushed voice “Jake, she’s just an athlete” after he had seriously asked whether I was a super hero, his jaw dropped in awe. Super hero? Not quite. Ready to take on your patriarchal bullshit? With pleasure.
Everything about this is gold.
"I need feminism because when I finally ended my 8.5 year long abusive relationship, I was told that I would ruin the lives of my children. My son watched me be beaten more than once. He used to rape me once my infant daughter fell asleep because he knew I wouldn’t cry if she were there.
Then a family member said, “There’s no such thing as spousal rape.”
It’s been 2 and a half years and I’m nowhere close to recovering. I now suffer from panic disorder and PTSD.
I’m going to repeatedly reblog this.
So much hope.
This gave me chills.
I reblog this every time I see it
Y’all ain’t right. [x]
I am literally dying of laughter right now
Jupiter’s great red spot. A hurricane three times the size of our whole planet that’s been raging for centuries.
All the times he did get sex are marked with italics.
This is it. This is pretty much the pentacle of male privilege in the U.S. When a husband whole heartedly believes that he is a victim to unfair treatment by his wife because she denied him sex 26 times in a month.
When a man think his pleasures is more important than a women NOT WANTING TO HAVE SEX and since they are married he has every right to her body and by denying him access to her body she is denying him said right.
He thinks her “excuses” for having sex are also unreasonable. And what are some of those “excuses”?
-She was too tired to have sex.
-She was sick.
-She was too drunk.
-She felt tender (in vaginal region) after having sex the other day.
-They didn’t have enough time because they had somewhere to be. (Which means he was fully prepared to have enough time to get himself off INSIDE his wife while knowing they wouldn’t have enough time for her pleasure)
These are all unreasonable “excuses”
I saw the Reddit thread, and most people were siding with him because she was committing the unacceptable crime of not having sex with him, and even among those who were more sympathetic were starting with ”he did it in an immature way…BUT” and it’s just so depressing how much people hate women that are not ”fulfilling their purpose” of being fucked by men.
The comments on the Buzzfeed link are full of women defending the guy.
It makes me so fucking sick.
when you say “nonbinary identities don’t exist BECAUSE SCIENCE”
all you’re telling me is that you don’t know what science is
science is a systematic attempt to describe the world. science does not define the world
if you were to go up to a scientist and say “there are things that exist in the word that science does has not yet adequately described, or described at all”
the scientist would be like “yeah i know, that’s why i still have a job”