Lesbians who find women physically attractive and comment on it are not objectifying them. Finding a woman hot or beautiful or even sexy is totally okay. It’s not objectification if you continue to see them as a person and not just a pretty thing to ogle at who you want to use for sex.
The color of my hair shouldn’t matter to you. The only thing that should matter to you if if I’m okay.. Not even that matters.
I will express my feelings and how I want to look through my close and my hair. No matter what you say. My hair is just hair and it will grow back. What is you judging me going to do? You think that’ll make my hair grow back?
I do my hair to show diverse actions. I’m not like you. I’m not like them. So please kindly get over yourself. And learn to accept your own god damn blood. I’m me whether I have black or silver hair. Long or short. Stretched ears or lip piercings. It doesn’t make me another human being. And it doesn’t make me unrelated. Treat me how I treat you. Knowing your past and your choices.
I had this anti abortion account come to my Instagram profile on my birthday and say “happy birthday, I’m glad you were born”
Yeah, I’m glad I was born too but the reason that I’m glad that I was born is because my mum was financially and mentally ready to have me. I’m able to go to school, I have a roof under my head, I have food on my plate and I have a family who loves me. My parents were able to give all that to me. But not every person can give that to their child. Not every person is mentally ready to have a child. So they decide to get an abortion because they don’t want their child to be brought into a life where they wouldn’t be able to go to school or get an education. But I guess that’s the difference between prochoice people and prolife people. Prolife people say “I’m glad you were born” prochoice people say “I’m glad that your parent was mentally and financially ready to give birth to you so they can give you the life you deserve.”
Earlier I posted this feminist critique of Hotline Bling by @plantyogi
Check out her feminist twist on the track, just click the play button!
Lyrics:
You used to call me on my cell phone
Late night when you need my love
Call me on my cell phone
Late night when you need my love
I know when that hotline bling
That can only mean thing
I know when that hotline bling
That can only mean thing
Ever since he left the city you got a reputation for yourself
Everybody knows and he’s feeling so left out
You got him down turns out you’ve made a name for yourself
He said you started wearing less which is irrelevant as hell
You used to call him on his cell phone
Late night when you needed some love
Call me on my cell phone
Late night when you need some true love
I know when that hotline bling
It can only mean thing
They’re treating like you’re a thing
He’s thinking that you need him
When he left the city you felt like you belong
He said you made him feel like he did you wrong
His gaslighting game still going strong, you went place that you’d never been before
You got exactly what asked for not to see him anymore
You used to call him on his cell phone
Late night when you needed some love
Call me on my cell phone
Late night when you need some true love
I know when that hotline bling
It can only mean thing
They’re treating like you’re a thing
He’s thinking that you need him
These days all I do is fight for my equal rights
What i do sexually with anyone else is none of your business
to bring to the light
So get out get out of my face
We had our time but now its mine for the take
These days all I do is fight for my equal rights
What i do sexually with anyone else is none of your business
to bring to the light
You used to call him on his cell phone
Late night when you needed some love
Call me on my cell phone
Late night when you need some true love
I know when that hotline bling
It can only mean thing
They’re treating like you’re a thing
He’s thinking that you need him
-Hello. My name is *mumbles a mixture of letters*
Yes I know you can’t understand me. But that’s the point, you see. You don’t want to know who I am. You don’t need my name either. It’s not like you’ll remember anyway. Maybe you’d remember is my name was, perhaps.. Molly.
I see you around, don’t get me wrong. You’re everywhere. Everyone knows you and you know everything one.. And everything *coughs* drug. You think I look like the normal okay girl. Who has super short hair and is obsessed with black boots. But do you ever think the reason I like black is because ever since I was 12 years old black was the only color I knew of when he ripped out my heart. That’s all I ever saw. Was black. I learned to see past it, hardy look. I see those boys who are filled with smiles at school. The ones that the girl drool over. But then the second they lay their head down. They think of every mistake they made that day. And want to end it. So he doesn’t make another one. I see those girls. You fall in love to easily. Because poor daddy left when she was 3 years old so she couldn’t find a male to love her and show her pain. She wanted to see for Herself. Not love.. But pain. As he tied her up..
But enough about colors and images. Why do you want my name? Oh maybe because you think you’ll like it? Or is it because you think you’ll like my pussy too? Probably both right? I mean you are a 17 year old male in today’s world.
- I keep looking down. He has no idea.. I can’t say anything because he will make me look bad. In front of everyone.
My girlfriend is walking closer to me. So I know what to do. I look him straight in the face and finally say
“Hi, my name is…”
And I kiss her.
Joyed to see him walking away.
Anonymous asked:
the-daily-feminist answered:
(PART 2)hey its the lutheran church school girl, well anyways like i feel rly uncomfortable about the whole chapel incident, but like he’s in 1st grade so i mean tbh what am i supposed to do?? Its not rape but it made me rly uncomfortable, so i told my friend and he told my mother and my mother knows now and i’m terrified and like i don’t want drama at school but like?? i felt terrible and wanted to get out of the situation immediately..! please what are your thoughts i need to know
Hi Anon, so for starts, this type of behavior is never okay, regardless of age. I think this happens a lot because of the ideology that “boys will be boys”. If people are doing something that makes you uncomfortable you always have the right to tell them and to ask them to stop. The age of the boy worries me because that is a young age to be acting that way and I would hope that his parents would want it to stop. I worked in an environment once with children and one of the kids who I was very close with once put his hand down my shirt, I understood that he was curious but I also knew he couldn’t get comfortable with that. I told him it wasn’t okay and when his parents picked him up I let them know that had happened so that they could look for it at home and hopefully explain why it wasn’t an okay thing to do.
Your boundaries and space are important and you always have the right to defend them. I would tell your mom about it yourself and tell her how uncomfortable the whole situation made you, you can also tell her what you want to do from that point, if you want to let the school or the boys parents know, or if you just want to let it go. Hopefully she will support you in whatever you feel like doing. Don’t worry about drama because it shouldn’t be a big deal, the parents will work with their child and the teachers will only communicate with themselves and the parents. Just listen to yourself and do whatever it is that you feel comfortable doing. Let me know if you need anything else!
-The Daily Feminist
background: I came out to my parents as gay last month.
this easter morning, i come downstairs to find my basket (a tradition in my family) and i can’t find it anywhere.
my mom gives me a hint: “it’s where you were last year”
the basket was in the fucking closet.
I thought this was going to be so bad
Im so happy for you
