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@realityrefugeee
I’m not expecting you to care
But I hope you do
look I totally love girls and stuff but being friends with girls who aren’t feminists is so fucking exhausting like Idgaf that Suzy sucked dick for a McChicken last night Debra mind yo damn business
She is madness, sanity. She is hell, and paradise.
Ellen Hopkins, Perfect (via ironworthstriking)
I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow; but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.
Agatha Christie (via courageous-and-strong)
I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched.
Edgar Allan Poe (via observando)
Lily Myers Shrinking Women (X)
i may seem like an angry person on the surface but deep inside im actually angrier
#YesAllWomen Because my cousin shared 3 rape experiences she had And on all three occasions She was wearing sweats and was brutally beaten So there goes your excuse That my tight dress was asking for it It might have escaped your attention, But I don’t wake up in the mornings, And put on a skirt thinking, Will this get me raped? I don’t put on a tank top hoping, Maybe this one will. #YesAllWomen Because in school, they teach us that our bodies are offensive. They pull us from classrooms And hallways Demanding if we have longer shorts, Or even a sweater, Reminding us that the boys are distracted, That the boys go wild for a peeking shoulder, Or the sight of a sun burned thigh, Because their education is more important than ours. #YesAllWomen Because white men in pressed suits, Expensive watches hanging from their wrists, Red faces glinting with arrogance, Have more say over my body than I do. Because those same men, Quoting the Bible and fake statistics, Have never shed blood, As a twisted sacrifice for being a woman. Because those same men, Have never walked the streets, Fearing for their lives, Clinging to keys between their fingers like a lifeline With pepper spray in their bags, Ready for someone to feel entitled to their body. #YesAllWomen Because when a man says no to us, It is a fault in OUR character. It is because we are not Thin, tan, or perky enough for HIM. Because when WE say no to a man, Its still a fault in OUR character, We are the cold, ruthless bitch, Saying no to the nice guy, Who offered to buy us a drink, And Who complimented our hair. #YesAllWomen Because a UCSB entitled nine-teen year old boy, Can record a video Of his plans to shoot down all the “Blond bimbos who denied him his right,” And then do so, Only to have his actions excused by the media, Claiming he was depressed, Instead of admitting that male entitlement is dangerous. #YesAllWomen Because I am done being silenced And I am done being polite. I am done sitting by And watching As a country hypocritically cries Equality and justice But doesn’t have equal pay Lets men make decisions for a woman’s body And blames the victim for the actions of a rapist. #YesAllWomen Because our NO won’t be enough one day. #YesAllWomen Because I wasn’t asking for it. #YesAllWomen Because “Boys Will Be Boys,” is still an excuse #YesAllWomen Because “Not All Men Are Like That,” is still a defense. #YesAllWomen Because enough blood has been spilled. #YesAllWomen Because I am sixteen years old, and I am so afraid, when I shouldn’t have to be.
W. R.
This poem was inspired by actual tweets from the #YesAllWomen trend on twitter. X
(via xmily)
Never be in a hurry; do everything quietly and in a calm spirit. Do not lose your inner peace for anything whatsoever, even if your whole world seems upset.
Francis de Sales (via spiriting)
If only i had checked myself
guy who wrecked himself (via mosby)
"I think there’s nothing sexier than a really smart woman."
Smart Girls!!
PsychastheniaI
june 14th. I am asked to take out the trash and I have a mental fit at my really sweet boss. I couldn't sleep last night because my father was screaming at his imaginary friends until 6 in the morning. He's been so bad since you left, I don't remember him sober. This house is not a home anymore. I am angry all the time and I don't know why, there is a fire inside of me I don't know how to put out. july 5th. I realize it's my first birthday without you. My friends go out without me. I spend the evening getting my father into bed and sobbing quietly in the kitchen.
july 22nd. I hardly sleep at all anymore, I lie awake staring out in thin air until it's day again. It's easier than seeing you in my dreams and waking up without you. My co-workers keep telling me I look ill, I know I can't fake having the flu for eight weeks so I blame it on self-diagnosed non-existent grass allergies and deny medication. No I took some this morning. My hands start to tremble when I pour my fourth cup of extra strong coffee that morning, before 10 am and I have to lean against the door frame when my bloodshot eyes go black. I am in control. For breakfast I pour myself another cup of coffee and have two spoons of plain yogurt before I feel I'm getting sick. I don't sit with them at lunch today. My best friend doesn't ask me how I'm doing. She hasn't for a whle. august 4th Seven hours of sleep and 38 hours of shifts and I'm not tired so I decide to occupy myself with more work. I don't even go to lunch anymore. I honestly can't remember the last time I went out and saw someone. My best friend doesn't look me in the eye when I pass her on the street, I don't think we're friends anymore. Your sweater has lost your scent and I lose a little more of my sanity.