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#YesAllWomen

Because my cousin shared 3 rape experiences she had
And on all three occasions
She was wearing sweats and was brutally beaten

So there goes your excuse
That my tight dress was asking for it
It might have escaped your attention,
But I don’t wake up in the mornings,
And put on a skirt thinking,
Will this get me raped?
I don’t put on a tank top hoping,
Maybe this one will.

#YesAllWomen

Because in school, they teach us that our bodies are offensive.

They pull us from classrooms
And hallways
Demanding if we have longer shorts,
Or even a sweater,
Reminding us that the boys are distracted,
That the boys go wild for a peeking shoulder,
Or the sight of a sun burned thigh,
Because their education is more important than ours.

#YesAllWomen

Because white men in pressed suits,
Expensive watches hanging from their wrists,
Red faces glinting with arrogance,
Have more say over my body than I do.

Because those same men,
Quoting the Bible and fake statistics,
Have never shed blood,
As a twisted sacrifice for being a woman.

Because those same men,
Have never walked the streets,
Fearing for their lives,
Clinging to keys between their fingers like a lifeline
With pepper spray in their bags,
Ready for someone to feel entitled to their body.

#YesAllWomen

Because when a man says no to us,
It is a fault in OUR character.
It is because we are not
Thin, tan, or perky enough for HIM.

Because when WE say no to a man,
Its still a fault in OUR character,
We are the cold, ruthless bitch,
Saying no to the nice guy,
Who offered to buy us a drink,
And Who complimented our hair.

#YesAllWomen

Because a UCSB entitled nine-teen year old boy,
Can record a video
Of his plans to shoot down all the
“Blond bimbos who denied him his right,”
And then do so,
Only to have his actions excused by the media,
Claiming he was depressed,
Instead of admitting that male entitlement is dangerous.

#YesAllWomen

Because I am done being silenced
And I am done being polite.
I am done sitting by
And watching
As a country hypocritically cries
Equality and justice
But doesn’t have equal pay
Lets men make decisions for a woman’s body
And blames the victim for the actions of a rapist.

#YesAllWomen

Because our NO won’t be enough one day.

#YesAllWomen

Because I wasn’t asking for it.

#YesAllWomen

Because “Boys Will Be Boys,” is still an excuse

#YesAllWomen

Because “Not All Men Are Like That,” is still a defense.

#YesAllWomen

Because enough blood has been spilled.

#YesAllWomen

Because I am sixteen years old, and I am so afraid, when I shouldn’t have to be.

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W. R.

This poem was inspired by actual tweets from the #YesAllWomen trend on twitter. X

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"I don’t pay attention to the
world ending.
It has ended for me
many times
and began again in the morning."

Nayyirah Waheed  (via daughterofgollum)

(Source: magnifiquementtragique, via pizza)

jackfrostciicle:

choosechoice:

Children’s gender roles as imposed on adults. Very ,very, very well done.

thats the reasest shit

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xenawarriorprincess007:

countsassmaster:

sorchaception:

"And just what the hell am I supposed to do with these?"

"I requested minions of darkness, and you gave my fluffy jellybeans."

FLUFFY JELLYBEANS

xenawarriorprincess007:

countsassmaster:

sorchaception:

"And just what the hell am I supposed to do with these?"

"I requested minions of darkness, and you gave my fluffy jellybeans."

FLUFFY JELLYBEANS

(Source: 89cats, via a-storm-for-every-spring)

ridge:

i would be so offended 

ridge:

i would be so offended 

(via agentrodgers)

black-frostbite:

shubbabang:

I know I’m not the only one who does this but you know when you have this like boundary around you when you’re sitting at a table or a desk that only you are allowed to be in 

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And then someone or something that isn’t yours

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gets in that space

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and you just

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Holy fuck finally someone who understands

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yelyahalive:

here it is!!! my big, dumb, lame, compiled paramore m&g post!!!!! this, folks, is how it all went down.

(i’m gonna skip all the tailgate and pre-m&g stuff and just get right to the meat and potatoes) so we get to the front of the m&g line and mehdi gives me the signal that it’s my turn. i walk over to hayley, jeremy, and taylor and i was like “hi!!!” and they all were all like “hi!!!!!!!” and jeremy was like “your shirt!!!” and i was like “i got one for each of you!!!!” and i gave hayley the bag with the gifts/letters and even though she was on vocal rest and couldn’t speak out loud, she got so excited and it was adorable!!! and then while hayley was setting the bag aside, i gave jeremy and taylor my BNE booklet to sign and when hayley got back, i asked her to write “it’s not a dream anymore” and i told them how that song means so much to me because i’m fulfilling my dream of moving to LA and how they gave me the motivation to fight for it and hayley looked at me and mouthed “that’s amazing” and that’s when i started crying. ALSO i told hayley that she could write the lyrics anywhere on the booklet, but she flipped through the whole thing looking for the page with lyrics to looking up, and right when she opened to the page it was like BAM josh farro right there and i was about to be like “you can sign another page if you want!!!” but she went ahead and signed it anyway. awwwww bless. and then when hayley was giving the booklet back to me, she noticed my tattoo and she got sO EXCITED and i told them that i had my tattoo traced from that exact booklet and her jaw dropped and it was SO CUTE. and then i turned around to pose for the picture and i was like “can we all look really metal?” and hence my glorious and metal-as-fuck picture. then mehdi was like “let mom hop in there!” so my mom joined and we took a picture with her. then things got REALLY emo. she got really emotional all of a sudden and she told them how they brought her and her daughter together and she actually started crying. and then she showed them her gold bars necklace and she was like “i have this in gold because that’s how much you mean to me. i love you guys” and the looks of the faces of those 3… man i can’t even explain it. then my mom had hayley write out “don’t go cryin’ to your mama ‘cause you’re on your own in the real world” on a frame and we’re gonna put the picture with me and my mom in the frame!!!! and while hayley was writing, my mom high fived jeremy and i high fived taylor and my mom told them that we would be on every single parahoy in history and we said thank you a million times. and that was about it!!!!! but wow it was hands-down the most surreal moment of my life i still can’t believe i got to meet the people that mean absolutely everything to me.

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gracefullikeagazelle:

knives-and-pipes:

upgraders:

most private thing im willing to admit: im not good at estimating how much pasta is enough for one person 

image there’s a tool for that

I’m sorry, does that scale progress from a child to a HORSE?

(via phobias)

hellaoptile:

you know how when you go to a concert or show of some sort and the person on stage is like “HOW’S EVERYONE DOING TONIGHT?!?!?!?!” and the audience cheers back? why? you’re not answering the question, you’re just yelling. imagine if we did that in daily conversation. “hey jeff, how are ya?” and jeff just starts screaming and clapping in your face

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Anonymous Asked:
My boyfriend says he's going to break up with me if I don't sleep with him. What's the kindest way to tell him to shove it?

edwardspoonhands:

comic-khan:

DO YOU HEAR MY SOBS

comic-khan:

DO YOU HEAR MY SOBS

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chepibola:

when my mum scolds me

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