i need feminism because a man on tv just said we (the men) are the victims when it comes to cheating because women walk around wearing almost nothing which makes it impossible not to cheat
It’s sad how it is more socially acceptable to hate your body than to love it
This text post hit me like a train
i have no interest in small talk tell me about ur childhood and what ur parents are like and how many siblings u have and if u are afraid of death or if u believe in an afterlife and what ur favorite movie is and if u like romantic comedies or horror movies or action movies and what kind of music u like and why and tell me the bands or artists u loved in middle school but are too ashamed to admit to anyone else
hi im a woman living in a post apocalyptic environment/desert island on a tv show and i have the smoothest armpits u have ever seen
hi im a woman in medieval times and my eyebrows r perfect and I have no leg hair
hello im a viking woman in a movie and i have a thin and trim waist and a huge rack and perfect eyeliner
Hi I’m a woman in a world without power and I wake up with perfectly curled hair
I really should go and do those twenty minutes on the treadmill I promised I’d do today, especially after that massive chinese I just ate, but it’s nearly 9 and I’m comfy and I can’t be bothered to move.
I kind of want to write something about anxiety stemmed self awareness and how it’s been a blessing and a curse in equal measures, but I don’t know how to do that without the risk of it coming across as an insult to a lot of people; people I have huge respect for, so I’m not going to.
But basically: being self aware and being able to look inside yourself, can sometimes stop you from going down some really fucking awful paths, but it also lead you right down them.
There are three traits in people that I literally cannot stand; that make more angry than almost anything else:
- Asserting your opinion as irrefutable fact and assuming that everyone who disagrees with you is wrong.
- Hypocrisy in every form
- A superiority complex that comes out in the snide, catty putting down of the mere mortals around you. Be confident, sure, I encourage it. But why does your confidence have to involve making other people feel below you?
Right now, my twitter feed is full of all of the above and it’s making me want to throw my laptop at the wall. Thank god for tumblr. (And, y’know, real life)