North American River Otters
YOU ARE THE REASON

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North American River Otters
(via Watercolor Deer Art Print painting animals by courtneyoquist)
When we are girls, they hand us dolls and say “Be like this.” Pretty. Pliable. Silent. We grow up holding glassy eyed fantasies Taught early on that we will never be as perfect as what we are asked to be. When we are no longer girls, but not yet women, they hand us razors and say “Run these across your skin.” We learn that our bodies are intrinsically wrong And when we tear ourselves open trying to scrape away the inadequacy they’ve forced on us They act shocked. When we are women, they hand us shame and say “Here. This is yours to carry.” So we drape it around our necks like a scarf And the furious proclamations that rise in our throats stay trapped just below our tongues. But I am not made of porcelain. Take your dolls back. I am not yours to shatter. I will take the razors that they handed me and use them to tear the shame from my neck because I’ll be damned if “woman” and “shame” are synonyms. I will be part of the generation that hands my girls steel. And says, “Be like this.” Strong. Immovable. Shining. They will grow up seeing that they do not have to bend, that if someone tries to break them they will not do so silently. The generation that teaches our girls that they were made to withstand storms, and that they are no one’s to hold.
not of porcelain, but of steel - A.S (via narcol-ptic)
When we are girls, they hand us dolls and say “Be like this.” Pretty. Pliable. Silent. We grow up holding glassy eyed fantasies Taught early on that we will never be as perfect as what we are asked to be. When we are no longer girls, but not yet women, they hand us razors and say “Run these across your skin.” We learn that our bodies are intrinsically wrong And when we tear ourselves open trying to scrape away the inadequacy they’ve forced on us They act shocked. When we are women, they hand us shame and say “Here. This is yours to carry.” So we drape it around our necks like a scarf And the furious proclamations that rise in our throats stay trapped just below our tongues. But I am not made of porcelain. Take your dolls back. I am not yours to shatter. I will take the razors that they handed me and use them to tear the shame from my neck because I’ll be damned if “woman” and “shame” are synonyms. I will be part of the generation that hands my girls steel. And says, “Be like this.” Strong. Immovable. Shining. They will grow up seeing that they do not have to bend, that if someone tries to break them they will not do so silently. The generation that teaches our girls that they were made to withstand storms, and that they are no one’s to hold.
not of porcelain, but of steel - A.S (via narcol-ptic)
Top 10 Romances in Film → 9. Eli & Oskar, Let the Right One In (2008)
"For a few seconds Oskar saw through Eli’s eyes. And what he saw was… himself. Only much better, more handsome, stronger than what he thought of himself. Seen with love."
Let the Right One In (2008)
Have you ever had an imaginary friend? :D
i like this but i don’t know why.
That’s cute.
When will evilsupplyco be releasing these imaginary friends as a product?
Oh, we already have. Close your eyes and turn around very slowly. They are super shy.
I need a baby bunny
nah sorry i cant go out tonight, i have plans to spiral into uncontrollable anxiety starting in the early evening and ending at roughly 3 am
Conor Oberst relaxing after his set at newportfolkfest
There’s this shitty thing that happens when you learn about the reality of racism, sexism and misogyny. You start to hear it from the mouths of your parents, grandparents, friends and siblings and you can’t ignore it anymore but you’ll see how many of them will ignore you when you speak out about it.