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[sauveteen]

How is it that this whole section of shawnblr just comes alive when that girl is in question? Like they swore up and down they weren’t fans anymore but how does your ass catch fire the second C breathes near him

please i’m losing it over how sadly accurate this is 😭

[vantebombay]

Look, the city had been drowned - literally - in enough rains and enough distress for the past two days and I was determined to let nothing - absolutely nothing - ruin my day. I was already 45 minutes behind schedule when I left my house, having missed my first class for the day, but no, that wasn't going to make me bitter. I promised myself. And no one would want to bring upon an unpleasant day after being on involuntary house arrest for 48 hours. No, not even you. So, I reach the station in record time (if that's what you call asking the rickshaw wala to drive faster every two minutes.) Boarded the train without having to rush. Found a seat by the window, with one lady dressed to the nines, albeit very desi nines, and another seated facing me, engrossed in her copy of The Alchemist. Five minutes after we've taken off from Bandra Station, the woman on my right catches my attention with her question - "Tum ladkiyon ko aise kapde pehen kar college jaane mein sharam nahi aati?" (Do you girls not feel ashamed when you wear such revealing clothes to college?) I didn't think I'd heard her correctly, because why would a stranger mind my choice of clothing? My top (as in the photo above) didn't even show any skin? She probably saw the disbelief on my face but continued nonetheless, "Tumhare maa-baap kuch bolte nahi?" (Do your parents not say anything?) She'd already overstepped her limits with her first question, but asking questions about my parents as if I was something to be ashamed of? Pure disgusting. So I raised my voice, "Aapse matlab?" (What's it to you?) "Nahi, nahi - kitni ladkiyon ko dekhti hoon, kaise-kaise kapde pehenti hain, sharam hi nahi hai. Dar nahi lagta kya? Hamesha itne khulle kapde pehenti ho?" (No, it's just- I see so many girls wearing such revealing clothes, are you not ashamed? Do you not feel scared? Do you always wear such provocative clothes?) "Aunty, aap toh sar se paav tak dhake ho, lekin phir bhi besharam ban rahe ho?" (Aunty, you're covered from head to toe and still manage to be shameless?") At this, she turns to the woman in front of me, who had silently been watching the entire exchange. "Dekha aapne? Bado se baat karne ki izzat toh hai nahi-" (Did you see that? Doesn't even have respect when talking to elders) But the woman didn't side with her, neither me - "Jaane do na behenji, aapse kya matlab hai?" (Just let it be, what's it to you?) But would I really be my parents' daughter if I didn't drag her ass to hell and back? Obviously not. "Aap mein badi tameez hai? Aap kya itna ghoor rahe ho ki jo dhaka hua hai aap vo bhi dekh sakte ho? Bade ho iss liye gaaliyaan nahi de rahi. Aur agli baar apni visesh tipni apne paas rakhein toh behtar hoga. Aap ke liye." (And you seem to have a lot of respect? The fact that you're staring at me enough to see through even when I'm covered? You're older than me, which is why I'm not spewing insults at you yet, and the next time you better keep your expert advice to yourself. It'll be for your own good." And by this time I was proper screaming. It's not like the compartment was packed, but we'd gained an audience for sure. After I was done she quickly got up and rushed to the exit to get off of the train, hopefully to never be seen again. Of course there are women who stare at younger girls on trains. Of course they scan us a few times over. Of course they mentally pass a judgment about us. Of course they nudge their friends and motion over to us. Are we used to it? Of course. I'm not saying that me having an exchange of this sort is the end of the world. I'm more or less used to it. But it did shake me up. It did force out a reaction. It did force me to go to the restrooms as soon as I reached college and check whether I really was showing "too much" skin or not. It did make me lose the courage to share this vocally, with any one of my friends because I was so stunned. It did make me curse the woman for having the guts to actually ask me why I wear the clothes I wear. Want me to rephrase that? She had the guts to ask me if I wasn't ashamed of 'asking for it'. How is it that women, themselves, find a way to bring other women down? I could be wearing the top I was wearing, or I could be wearing a two piece bikini or I could be wearing NOTHING at all and that still wouldn't give anyone the right to talk about my choice of clothing as their business. And how do the clothes we wear decide our character? I don't remember investing my personality into my clothes? My family, most importantly my mother and sister have always loved the idea of fashion, whether it be through full length dresses or the shortest of skirts. And the first thought I had was, "My parents are cool with me wearing whatever I want so long as I don't look like a clown - why would anyone else's opinion matter?" When it comes to our college's dress code, the students are allowed to wear "whatever the hell they want" - our Principal's words, not mine. In our first ever orientation we were told that there would be no dress coding, no length or size of jeans or skirts that we had to worry about. If our parents were alright with us leaving the house in the outfit we'd chosen, then the college had no right to call us out for it - which by far, is the most logical thing I've heard. Then why make someone else's choices your own business? Why constantly pin point at girls and make them fear of what's out there to grab them? Why turn every choice of clothing into some wicked way of 'asking for it'? Nobody asks for it. Ever. This is exactly how people make us feel as if our choices will bring danger upon us - ultimately have us raped. Clothes don't cause rape. Rapists do. -Cx (31/08/2017)

[harryandmolly]

58 & 59? ♥️

SHIT sorry I saw this so late! 💜

58. Favorite genres.

I have a wildly specific favorite genre. Ready?

European adventure romantic comedy, preferably produced in the late 90s early 2000s.

I know. I KNOW. But if you know, you know.

59. Least favorite genres.

Frankly I’m not super picky! I don’t love something that’s like... sad masturbation. Like sad for the sake of just being sad and dramatic. I also deeply resent Quentin Tarantino, and he’s basically a genre.

[sauveteen]

a pls sleep

pehle tu fir me this is a two way street chacha

[vantebombay]

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[justapayneaway]

baefrombombay replied to your post “Not to start a discourse or anything but the fandom has literally...”

It’s just very hypocritical when people drag Liam for something their fav also does or for us sticking up for him just the way they stick up for their favs, you know?

Exactly ! that’s what really makes me angry and frustrated, the double standards. Like please get some perspective. When we do it we are just being whinny once again...

[vantebombay]

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[vantebombay]

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