it makes me so uncomfortable when people swear at their parents like i would get straight up beaten if i told my mom to shut the fuck up
IT ANNOYS ME TO NO END THAT PEOPLE GET ALL UP IN ARMS WHEN SOMEONE TALKS ABOUT FEMINISM AND THEY GET THAT LOOK IN THEIR EYE LIKE “OH GOD HERE WE GO AGAIN” YEAH HERE WE FUCKING GO AGAIN I’M GOING TO BEAT YOU WITH A BOX OF TAMPONS AND SOME BRAS IF YOU KEEP PATRONIZING A MOVEMENT THAT EXISTS BECAUSE YOU ROLL YOUR EYES WHEN I TALK ABOUT EQUALITY
i think the saddest people always try their hardest to make people happy
because they know what it’s like to feel absolutely worthless
and they don’t want anybody else to feel like that
when i say i want to marry my favorite musician i don’t mean just bang i mean like
i want to be making pancakes on sunday morning and have him walk downstairs in plaid pajama pants with messy hair and have him kiss me on the nose
It’s not because I’m fake. It’s because I have a different comfort zone around certain people. I’ll act loud, stupid, be mean to you, act crazy, and do the most stupidest things with you because I’m comfortable around you. But, I can be quiet and shy if I don’t know you that well or we aren’t very close. Just because I act different around certain people, doesn’t mean I’m fake. I just have a different comfort zone with certain people.
- women don’t exist for the sole purpose of being beautiful for men
- women don’t exist for the consumption by men
- women don’t exist to fuckin please you
- women are not meat
- women are not items
- women are not a commodity
- thanks bye
And I’m sitting here thinking, “Lol idiots, I’m on Tumblr”.