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April showers bring May flowers 👅🌷
Been gone so long forgot how to do this thing
Imagine loving yourself so fiercely that men feared you.
Treat yo girl right. Eat yo girl right.
Baptize in your thighs til it hurts. 👅
vagina’s are able to stretch wide enough to give birth to a fucking baby and then return to it’s original size but of course being penetrated by that grass blade you call a penis is what’s going to make it “loose”
Uhh. The baby doesnt come out of where the penis goes in…
stay in school y’all
Is this a Lana del Rey lyric?
speaking of misogyny
let me tell you guys something that ACTUALLY happened in my screenwriting class last week
one of the female writers in our class is writing a feature about this gang of teenage girls who sort of become vigilantes and murder men who harass women (that’s a shitty logline of it but it’s actually fucking awesome and highly stylized and over-exaggerated like tarantino in a good way bc i fucking hate tarantino). ANYWAY their first kill is this guy named taylor. taylor is one of the girl’s boyfriends. it is heavily implied and the writer confirmed that he abuses and rapes her. not explicitly seen, but she has bruises, there are scenes implying it etc.
so. she wrote the part where they kill taylor. and one of my professor’s comments was about how he felt like he didn’t hate taylor enough.
to which me and my female friend were like um what?? we hate him. he fucking raped and abused her. wE HATE HIM. HE IS A HORRIBLE PERSON.
and my prof was like well yeah i hate him but i don’t HATE hate him. and we argued about it. so he took a poll of who hated taylor. ALL of the girls in the class raised their hands. none of the boys did. when he asked who didn’t hate taylor all of the men raised their hands. and me and my friend started laughing because of COURSE they did.
and my prof was like why are you laughing and the writer was like “i think they’re laughing at the gender difference in that answer” and my prof was like “well, from my male perspective, i don’t think i’m being sexist”
WHAT.
first of all did you hear that sentence at ALL do you understand how paradoxical it is?????
second of all, no. just no.
and then my prof went on to say “i feel like we need to see taylor be horrible. like bad solution, he kicks a dog”
evidently a man can abuse and rape a girl and not be hated, but if he kicks a dog then he’s PURE EVIL
and THAT is exactly what’s wrong with our society
i love people who get excited about stars
when bae sets up a surprise date <3
I’m thinking I need to find a roller coaster or a rock concert, somewhere I can scream at the top of my lungs because that’s the only sound I’ve got rattling around this otherwise empty head. Maybe drive myself to the hospital, bypass the overworked nurses in the ER and go straight to the morgue where I’ll shriek so loud that it would be easy to imagine the corpses sitting up whispering to their cold neighbours “I think there’s something wrong with her.” When the mortician asks what I’m doing I’ll tell him something died between you and me I’m just here to get some embalming fluid; I’ll numb myself up inside then slip back upstairs, tumble into the mental health unit, ask the doctor for a new diagnosis because my Google history is getting pretty boring. I’ll throw the temper tantrum of a child, filled with the blinding rage of the scorned woman trope (but without the pomp and circumstance necessary for it to be passionate, rather than pathetic). Shove my arm through the only window on the floor and then beg the doctor to stitch me up, spend the next six days picking fights to avoid picking at the plastic wire. When I leave, I leave chaos. Everyone is relieved to see the back of me; It is so much easier to keep everything together without me grinning mean trying to tear it all apart.
Every quiet room seems too loud; let me go, let me go (a.p.)
good night everyone except all the toxic people throughout my life who made me doubt my self-worth and took advantage of my kindness and patience
i put jergens natural glow on one part of my arm to see what would happen and now i regret it
Wow she really needs to shave her legs
im a fucking man #whyineedfeminism
I just need whatever u put on your arm… I don’t tan at all… Ever.
i literally said what it was
this post is such a fucking mess
Is no one going to talk about the perfect rectanglular shape this thing makes on her arm
i literally said i was a man already why is this still happening