the knowing eye contact women make when men are talking is the purest human connection possible
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30 thousand women seem to get it
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the knowing eye contact women make when men are talking is the purest human connection possible
What the fuck does that even mean?
30 thousand women seem to get it
source: [x]
reblog if you’ve ever been horrified by your own Customer Service voice
she is so FAKE
not killing myself is a personal achievement but you cant really brag about that at dinner parties
Adorable baby girl being chased by daddy, finally takes a stand.
Omg 😭
I challenged my cousin mash up Brittany Spears’ “Toxic” and “O Come All Ye Faithful” and she did it in about 20 seconds
this is beautiful
i rarely talk. mostly because, people rarely listen.
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me, logically: it’s never gonna happen the tiny hopeful goblin in my brain: but what if it did
natalie portman radiates such a terrifying energy i can’t describe it….. it’s not exactly evil but it’s not warm either…. i feel like she could unhinge her jaw and drag me into the ocean like a kraken but she wouldn’t bc it’s undignified
Wanna know why?
“Oscar-winning actress Natalie Portman told the crowd at Saturday’s Women’s March in downtown Los Angeles that she experienced what she calls “sexual terrorism” as a 13-year-old after the release of the film The Professional.
Portman described her pride and excitement in releasing the film, only to encounter sexually explicit messages both directed toward her and made about her.
”I excitedly opened my first fan mail to read a rape fantasy that a man had written me,” she recalled. “A countdown was started on my local radio show to my 18th birthday, euphemistically the date that I would be legal to sleep with. Movie reviewers talked about my budding breasts in reviews.”
The experience, she said, changed the way she expressed herself publicly, in order to limit the ways she could be objectified by others.
”I understood very quickly, even as a 13-year-old, that if I were to express myself sexually, I would feel unsafe,” she said. “And that men would feel entitled to discuss and objectify my body to my great discomfort. So I quickly adjusted my behavior. I rejected any role that even had a kissing scene and talked about that choice deliberately in interviews. I emphasized how bookish I was and how serious I was. And I cultivated an elegant way of dressing. I built a reputation for basically being prudish, conservative, nerdy, serious, in an attempt to feel that my body was safe and that my voice would be listened to.”
Video of the speech here: https://www.vox.com/2018/1/21/16917130/natalie-portman-womens-march
That’s really fucked up. This women’s entire life is dedicated to doing everything possible to avoid being objectified by men because at THIRTEEN she was shown they have no boundaries. This is what we be talking about.
The person that knows how to lift others and give advices is often the same person that feels lost and forces as smile just to see others smile… please be kind to everyone you know. You will never know how much someone is hurting.
this is honestly one of my all tim favorite hsitorical pictures because of the three dudes that are just LOSING it in the front
A good sax solo be like that.
by See Bang
STOP.
Brain: You’re a horrible, worthless, garbage person, and your life is going nowhere but to hell.
Me: I don’t know what the fuck you expect me to do about that at 11PM, my dude.
During the most poor and homeless period of my life, I had a lot of people get angry with me because I spent $25 on Bath and Body Works candles during a sale. They couldn’t comprehend why the hell I would do that when I had been fighting for months to try and get us on our feet, afford food, and have an apartment to live in.
Those candles were placed beside wherever I slept that night. In the morning, I would move them and set them wherever I’d have to hang out. At one point I carried one around in my purse - one of those big honking 3-wick candles. I never lit them, but I’d open them and smell them a lot.
I credit that purchase with a lot of my drive that got me to where I am today. I had been working tirelessly, 15+ hour days with barely any reward, constantly on the phone or trying to deal with organizations and associations to “get help at”. It’d gone on for almost a year by the end of it, and I was so burnt out, to the point that I would shake 24/7. But I could get a bit of relief from my 3-wick “upper middle class lifestyle” candles. They represented my future goals, my home I wanted to decorate, and how I would one day not be in this mess anymore.
When we moved into the apartment, and our financial status improved, I burned those candles every single day. When they were empty, I cleaned them out, stuck labels on them, and they became the starting point of my really cute organization system I had ALWAYS planned to have.
So whenever I hear about someone very poor getting themselves a treat - maybe it’s Starbucks, maybe it’s a home deco item, maybe it’s a video game… I don’t judge them. I get it. I get that you can’t go without anything for that long without it making you go crazy. You need to pull some joy, inspiration, and motivation from somewhere.