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i took a deeper dive into the racism in the film industry, the hair and makeup aspects of it.
Of all the places I could be, why would I want to be here with you? Yes. You’re right. It doesn’t make sense! Maybe it’s like you said. Maybe there is something out there, some new discovery that will make us feel like even smaller pieces of shit. Something that explains why you still went looking for me, through all of this noise. And why, no matter what, I still want to be here with you. I will always, always want to be here with you.
That quote 'women are unaware how much men hate them' and it's pretty apt right now.
Over the last few years I've spent time looking in manosphere circles and this stuff has been brewing the last few years.
There are compilation videos on YouTube by MGTOW (men going there on way) of women that they hate. Mostly tiktoks about dating and feminism. The comments are full of men who talk about how much they hate 'modern women', they hate that were in the workforce, they hate that women have 'high standards' for dating, the gate childless women, they hate career women, they hate single mothers, they hate religious women 'chameleons' they call them, they hate slutty women and they hate that we can divorce now. A lot of them hate their own female relatives.
It's a real visceral hatred. One comment was a guy saying he only spoke to women when he imagined them as an inferior being. Another said all he imagines when women speak was whether or not his dick fits in her mouth. They discuss rolling back the clock on women's rights or talk about women causing the downfall of the west.
They lament the lack of pure women, saying even 18 year olds are 'ran through', used up, smashed, have '1000 cock stare', unable to pair bond, hypergamous whores. Women over 30 are dried up hags who are hysterical, bitter Karen's destined to either die with cats and wine or divorce rape a beta.
When you look at their profiles a lot seem to normal guys. You wouldn't spot them in the wild. And there is a lot of them. People obsess about white male republicans but a lot of them aren't. A lot of these manosphere channels are run by black men. A lot of comments are left by Indian men who complain about Indian women getting 'tainted' by Western feminism. Stuff like fresh and fit is a starting point but these guys get crazier the more you follow the algorithm. Some are religious but a lot aren't. I saw a lot of 'i hate Muslims but Islam is right about women'.
There's a black manosphere guy who films foreign women in his Uber and asks them 'why aren't American women feminine anymore?' and puts up the videos despite them saying they're uncomfortable
They share tips on getting a young, untainted wife from poorer countries. A lot share videos of their trips to South America or Asia surrounded by young women (sometimes VERY young).
You also have the tradmen, who claim to care for women but also believe they are inferior and illogical, best kept at home to serve and raise babies. They will say they value women's natural role', but it's telling that this role requires financial dependence and an inability to leave no matter what (these guys get angriest about divorce). These are the ones who feel most cheated that an income is no longer all a man really needs to land himself the attractive 20 something he feels he deserves.
Then you have guys really angry about the dating market, whine about Chad and Stacey, the 80/20 rule, height standards and hypergamy. They talk about living for the day women 'hit the wall' and they can laugh at their teenage crush getting older and less attractive. I've seen comments where they hope women ask them out, so they can have the satisfaction of turning them down cruelly.
They can't be normal about anything. One Brit talked about going for a walk, and said all the 30 something women he encountered looked miserable. A woman posts a video of her dog and they assume she's fucking it (dogpill they call it, pornrot more like). A woman posts a video for women about life over 30 and they swarm the comments to say how unattractive she is and that women expire.
There are lots of alpha male type accounts on twitter, usually fronted as fitness advice for men. But there are a lot of posts about women being illogical, childlike, simple minded and often just evil. Lot of younger guys follow these and again, chat about how to bring women to heel.
I know as a woman that being aware of this is very straining for mental health. But I don't think pretending these guys are a handful of gross yet mostly harmless trolls is a good idea. And they aren't just cis white men in their mums basement either. The subway shooter was deep in this manosphere stuff, as was the Toronto van killer, yoga shooter and more I'm sure.
A lot talk about wanting sons, but also how they'd never ever want a daughter. The hate is that deep rooted. The she's someone's daughter' isn't going to help them see women's humanity.
Keeping women dependent is what a lot of these guys want. And some don't even want a wife out of it, just putting women back 'in their place' is enough to make them happy. They love watching videos of women being upset, revel in it.
Removing the right to abortion is one step, they are already talking about repealing women's right to vote and a lot want women out of the workplace.
Like idk what the solution is, but these guys are out there and would like to get more extreme.
I was talking about being afraid of people leaving me behind because I'm too sick, and my boyfriend just looked at me and said: "It's my choice to be your boyfriend. It's your friends choice to be your friends. You don't have to understand it, but you have to respect our choice. Don't try to make the decision of whether you're worthy of people on their behalf because that's not your decision to make." I think that's an important thing to remember. That whether we're worthy of someone's time and effort is something others can decide for themselves regardless of whether or not we agree with them. There's a lot of peace in realizing that literally all you have to do is accept the love other people choose to throw your way. That you aren't the one who gets to determine that you aren't worthy of their love. That other people can choose to love you regardless of how you feel about yourself - and that you can learn to respect their choice even though you're feeling unworthy.
tweet by @killdads:
One day I said out loud, “when we’re apart I think you must hate me, I picture you seeing my name when I text you and heaving this big sigh because I’m so annoying” and he quietly said “that’s a little mean. I wish you wouldn’t picture me that way” and something clicked
How to activate your "happiness chemicals"...
DOPAMINE ~ the reward chemical
Complete a task
Doing self care acitivites
Eating some food
Celebrating your little wins.
OXYTOCIN ~ the love hormones
Playing with a dog
Playing with a baby
Holding hands
Hugging someone
Giving someone else a compliment
SEROTONIN ~ the mood stabiliser
Meditating
Running
Be in the sun
Walk in nature
Swimming
ENDORPHIN ~ the pain relief
Laughing exercises
Essential oils
Eating dark chocolate
Running
I’m all about this🌸❤️
My first home without living with anyone abusive has begun to bring some amazing new, foreign feelings...
“I don’t have to shrink away from anyone.
I don’t have to make myself small so anyone can feel big.
I deserve to take up space.
I belong here.”
Repressing/suppressing your feelings is a way to make yourself smaller.
I’m sorry others couldn’t hold space for you.
You can’t grow and expand in an environment that requires you to shrink to survive.
You can’t find and hold your power around people that require you to fawn to avoid abuse.
You can’t fly in an environment that requires you to clip your wings.
You can’t feel your natural childlike wonder and awe and euphoria around people who continue to wound your inner child.
For so long in an environment surrounded by bullies I had to hide my crying so they didn’t abuse me further. I had to pretend it didn’t hurt to survive. I had to “not let them win” and pretend to be happy around them.
Now the happiness I feel is real, not forced or fake.
I have a safe space to feel whatever I’m feeling.
I can say when something hurts.
I can take up space.
I belong here.
At 30, I know what “home” feels like for the first time.
A home that’s a refuge from the world, not another battleground.
A home where I can take off my armor and be vulnerable, not constantly be on guard.
A home where I can grieve without shame.
A home where I can move my body however I want to move it.
A home where I can make mistakes.
A home where I can speak my mind.
A home where I can take up space.
A home where I belong.
This🌸
This is saddening to read. I still can’t understand why a total stranger can treat you a certain way based on your skin color. It still baffles me.
what drugs were they on when they made this
Cab Calloway rotascoped!
Whoever thought of this was drinking absinthe
Thanks, Now I have nightmares
this was long before cartoons were ever thought of as ‘for kids’, the target audience of this one was roughly 20-40 betty boop cartoons featuring cab calloway singing, yes, but slang has changed so much you dont realize he was singing about opium, sugar daddies, death, weed, sex, booze, and gambling back when gambling was nearly as tabboo as sex and drugs. ‘minnie the moocher’ where cab calloway is a dancing walrus is specifically about someone who does literally everything on that list but die
most of the animation studios had their ‘thing’ to make their animation stand out, disney had fluid motion linked with quality music, warner brothers had top notch dialogue with carefully crafted facial expressions, MGM had comedic timing down to the individual frame that no live action comedian could dream of achieving, terrytoons had the budget of a ham sandwitch and a fistfull of nickels fleischer studios however had authentic jazz and heavy toned subject matter, often crossing the line of what we think of as ‘cartoon violence’ into realistic
idk why this is making me so emotional???
I love this. I’ve always had a love for cartoons
Cab Calloway, he was a legend performer and entertainer, although he’s listed as a jazz singer he did much more with his voice, his singing style and delivery was very unique. Cab (with his band) was the first black artist to sell over a million copies of a single record and he paved the way for many artists to come. Happy Black History Month.
the video cuts off weird and isnt the whole song, the full cartoon deserves to be watched too!
Mind boggling but wildly captivating.😏🤷🏽♀️
My dear friend
I can’t believe you’ll never come by my place unannounced again, calling me to come downstairs to open up for you.
I can’t believe I’ll never hear your weird howling when you call me over the phone.
I can’t believe I’ll never get to argue with you about the most pettiest of things.
I can’t believe I’ll never hear your contagious laugh again.
I can’t believe I’ll never find a mate like you again.
I can’t believe I’ll never see you again.
Miss your ass dad.
Side note: I still struggle to make that howling sound.
Niko Riam photographed by Elizaveta Porodina for Nylon Germany
Stylist: Nina Petters Hair: Carolin Jarchow
“Three years ago, I was so in love with someone else. He made me feel giddy, protected, and lusted after. He made me feel sexy and rare, like I was made just for him. Despite every single piece of adversity that the universe threw our way, it only proved to us that we had the devotion and strength to pull through. Just thinking about him makes me feel young again, I can feel my face heating up just thinking about the sound of his voice. Even after I had to cut things off for someone new, he made me feel adored, even with an ocean between us. I couldn’t love him properly though, I fell in love with this boy when I was just a girl. I wish life had not given me a deep love so early on in life. It has only set me up to look and yearn for it in places it has no chance in being. I love someone new now. He is so much like me in some ways, and in other ways, he and I couldn’t be any different. In the beginning, he made me feel special and rare. Now I feel, just like anyone else. If there were a line up of 30 men and I were blindfolded, I could find him out of the mix. I know the contours of his body better than my own. I know him exactly. I thrive learning things about my lovers, if there was an encyclopedia on him, I’d buy it in a heart beat. My current love is a good man. But there are so many things that I feel like I will never feel again. And I am worried that I am too young to be deprived of that kind of loving. God looked down at me before my birth and proclaimed, “Give her true love before she is ready, let her whole life be a journey searching for the glimpse of love she had when she was young. Let her purpose be to seek truth, of where love resides and how to find it.” Years later, I sit here thinking about my first love, the people in between, and the person now. I crave to be longed after. To have someone be in awe of my presence. My current love says he wants to be my last love, wants me forever and always to have and to hold. But I know him better than myself. I feel like he is too afraid of the future to ever commit to me like that. Too self-involved to devote his time and energy to me. And where do I stand? Knowing what it is like to be adored by someone who is now long gone and being with someone who may not even truly want me. I can’t leave because what if it gets good? What if I am meant to be patient? What if this is a test to see if this love will become the love I need? How do I know, how will I know? I want him to be afraid of touching me, I want him to be gentle. I want the sparks and the romance. I need devotion and adoration. I want him to be afraid of losing me. I want him to look at me the way I look at him- like there is no one else in the universe that I want more. I want him to want me the way I want to be loved.”
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May romance never die- may all of you keep loving even with your heavy hearts.
L.A.
This speaks volumes to me. It expresses exactly how I feel about my 1st love -so crystal,so absolute (in a scary way).
Fortunately, we’re still together 😍
Music like this leaves me floating...some sort of limbo💜. All Along by Mirror Signal 💯
Eat. Wipe. Walk. #wordstoliveby
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I'm in love.