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i need a fucking pear phone so i can be posting on the slap instead of tumblr dot com
i have a problem with people defending male kids being misogynistic pieces of shit. i was barely 9 when i got called a whore by a classmate. i was in middle school when crusty boys were groping and harassing my female classmates and i was 13 when another classmate of mine looked at my pigtails and told me that "only pornstars and sluts wear those" in front of my friends. do y'all think male socialization starts at 15 or what?
yk the way some people can like TELL that life came from the ocean like they sense that it’s the womb of the world. that’s how caves are for me. i probably evolved from like a cave bacteria or a blind weasel or weird mammalian salamander something
I would love to pin you down and rape and impregnate you. Hear you scream and watch you cry as fuck the living shit out of you. You better watch out bitch I’ll happily make an example out of you. I love humiliating women. Stay safe I’m watching you cunt
womp womp
when i was a kid i wanted to be a famous youtuber like dan and phil so that people would gay ship me with my irl best friend and we would be sooo weirded out by it and laugh and make videos joking about it but secretly it would make her realize her repressed gay crush on me and i'd help her through her gay crisis and then we would have a sickeningly sweet sappy romance and read fanfiction about ourselves together... anyways just found out she's married to a guy in the mafia now so i probably don't have a chance
more claymore doodles
the thing that gave you anxiety attacks for 2 years straight will be resolved on a random Wednesday morning btw
until she comes back
scott pilgrim this, scott pilgrim that... when is snotgirl coming back... I miss my toxic yuri
I got u babe
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SCREAMING!!!
i love her.
I will never tire of quoting that woman who said “people know perfectly well who is the man and who is the woman”.
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do you ever sit back and get so emotional over the women who came before us. they fought so hard just so i could wear comfy pants and buy nice things with my very own debit card and if i dont want to i will never be forced to cohabit with a man much less marry one. thank you so much i will never forget that you gave me the right to vote and be heard instead of just seen and because of you i can live this life i am eternally grateful for all you have done. may we never forget them and honor our foremothers by living this life that is only ours to decide to the fullest and use it to achieve the same freedoms for all women that dont have them yet <3
ok imagine the most cartoonishly evil exaggeratedly sexist creepy way of talking about women. this is how every single man you know acts when he's with his friends
a male friend in university told a funny story about how his whole hockey team bonded by getting together and watching a video of a woman being raped to death by a horse. he was laughing when he talked about how she looked when she died.
my university used to give out posters every year that highlighted women at the university who had done groundbreaking research. a bunch of guys i knew who lived together hung one of those posters in their kitchen and attached a sticky note where they wrote a list of disgusting slurs for women (cum dumpster, cock holster etc). they're all married now
This is what radicalized me. During my early teens I became very disconnected with womanhood and societal expectations for women, plus I was finally coming to terms with my attraction to women, so I made friends with guys. I wasn't a "guy's girl" or very tomboyish or even trying very hard to "be one of them" but somehow by 9th grade the majority of my friend group was boys. The way men talk about women, even when you - a woman - are there because they consider you part of their group, is fucking insane. I really began to realize that men truly and wholly do not believe we are human. They legitimately think we're sentient bags of flesh, ready to abuse and throw around, and when men treat us with respect they do so with the tone of someone who thinks that they're doing you a favor.
Once I went on a road trip with a friend and 3 of her guy friends, one of whom she was casually dating. For most of the trip it was fine. I'd even developed a bit of a crush on one of them, who had been really sweet to me throughout the trip.
One night, near the end of the trip, we were drinking around a campfire and the 3 guys started talking about how a couple years ago they'd made a bet about who could sleep with this "fat, nerdy chick with glasses and huge tits" first and they were laughing, recalling how they each befriended her and pretended to be into her, and once one of them (who was now dating my friend) managed to sleep with her, all three cut communication with her entirely, even ignoring her when she tried to speak to them face to face.
And they were telling me, a chubby nerdy woman with glasses and large breasts, very much like the woman they did this to, this story like it was the funniest thing in the world. My heart just sunk bc I think it was then that I fully realized how good men are at hiding who they actually are.
This guy had been a gentleman, walking with me when we were in cities, making sure I was included in conversations and decision making because he saw that I was shy, waiting with me for ages when I had to stand in line to get a new ticket to an event we went to because I'd forgotten mine at home, etc. And yet here he was laughing about having participated in something so cruel. It was definitely a wakeup call.
The line that sticks out to me today, after having seen this many times, is "how good men are at hiding who they actually are".