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spierfeld

does your heart just physically ache sometimes because you love harry james potter so much

rafawriter

chadzia-deactivated20180101

the fun part is trying to figure out what everyone in the notes’ real names are

this-kitty-has-claws-deactivate

Hi. I’m Adejnru.

overlyaffectionate

Hi, I’m Aahrs

vonbaghager

I don’t care if it’s “a cash grab” or “to score fake woke points,” if a company wants to make Nazis and white supremacists the bad guys in their game, I’m all for it. I want them to not be able to read a review, walk down the street, or look at a news site without seeing or hearing someone saying how fun Nazi Puncher Simulator is and how much it makes them want to punch nazis irl. I want Nazi Puncher Simulator to make it to the top 10 Games Ever so they never stop hearing about it.

jadedsoggy

i think of this every time i see someone complain when a big company does something progressive or constructive. “It’s only for PR” yeah but if walmart puts an nondiscrimination policy in place it helps everyone who works for them regardless of why they’re doing it. It also forces other companies to follow suit or lose progressive business to walmart. The public influencing big companies to do progressive things helps normalize progressive concepts.

nerdiegirlie

4077th

Radar’s turtle impresssion ♥

whoops--a--daisy

circumcising

what did people even wear in 2008

gnarly

apple bottom jeans and boots with the fur

same

have a gif of radar fake driving and being the precious little potato that he is

strangehorse

feminism didn’t make me hate men but men kind of did

strangehorse

elaboration:

feminism didn’t teach me that men are out to get me. it didn’t persuade me mansplaining existed a là wormtongue or tell me to set fire to my bra. it said ‘hey, has this ever happened to you?’, and it had.

it said ‘this happens to most women, and it kind of sucks, right?’, and i agreed that it did

and it encouraged me to question and to think: to not assume i had to be quiet and subsurvient, to question why i had to shave and my male friends did not, to use my voice when i was uncomfortable or unhappy

and i was shocked to realise all the garbage around me, but excited to do what i could to change it

and then i started to talk to men about it

and i was told women are sluts and bitches, and that we have it better than men, and that fat women are always unloveable, and that feminism is a hate group, that because the 77 cents figure was disproved no wage gap could possibly exist, that affirmative action is unfair, that women are just not as smart or capable as men, that i should get back in the kitchen, that i was too sensitive, that hot women will always be reduced to their bodies and ugly women will always be mocked for theirs, that mansplaining didn’t exist (this was, of course, mansplained to me), that women just aren’t cut out for STEM, that women these days are uppity, that i was a whore if i had sex and a prude if i didn’t, that i deserved what was coming to me if i took nudes but could i send them some anyway?

i will always fight to protect and support men and their rights. i care deeply about male suicide rates, male addiction rates and the attitude that prevents men from getting help, paternity leave, racial discrimination against black men, toxic masculinity, domestic abuse against men not being taken seriously…

but goddamn, when i talk to men and have them consistently refuse to acknowledge my experiences are valid, when they laugh and ask if i’m on my period or tell me to ‘smile!’, when they brush me off as a SJW or get angry at me for being a ‘bitch’, it makes me want to say ‘you know what? fuck men. i give up.’

feminism taught me to value myself. nothing more, and nothing less. that’s not what’s making me bitter here.