"A woman is only believed if and when other women come
forward to say the man or men raped them, too. The oddness
of this should be transparent: if I’m robbed and my neighbor
isn’t, I’m still robbed - there is no legal or social agreement
that in order for me, the victim of a robbery, to be believed,
the burglar has to have robbed my neighbors."

Heartbreak, Andrea Dworkin (via evilfeminist)

(via wretchedoftheearth)

"It is illegal for women to go topless in most cities, yet you can buy a magazine of a woman without her top on at any 7-11 store. So, you can sell breasts, but you cannot wear breasts, in America."

Violet Rose (via c-icatrix)

This is one of my favorite quotes about sexualization/objectification vs autonomy of female bodies bc it’s so succinct

(via platonicsbeforeerotics)

One of the nice things about living in NYC is that being topless as a woman isn’t criminal.

(Source: screamingfemale, via moneyinthebananastand)

humansofnewyork:

"It takes much more than being physically present. Your family needs your attention. I realized this very young. One day I asked my wife why the children weren’t listening to me, and she said: ‘Because you never listen to them.’"

So fucking true.

humansofnewyork:

"It takes much more than being physically present. Your family needs your attention. I realized this very young. One day I asked my wife why the children weren’t listening to me, and she said: ‘Because you never listen to them.’"

So fucking true.

humansofnewyork:

"If I feel like there’s a chance of losing someone, I’ll always try to be the one that backs out first."

Story of my life.

humansofnewyork:

"If I feel like there’s a chance of losing someone, I’ll always try to be the one that backs out first."

Story of my life.

thesassycat:

"This isnt a project that you will be able to do the night before"

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Andrea: Remember that AP American project where we had to write shit about all the major historical events for the years in our time period? This, man. We killed it.

(via moneyinthebananastand)

"

I am the girl that ‘got hot’ after highschool.

It’s not because I lost the weight or finally figured out that clothes were for more than covering my skin. It’s not because I realized I had breasts or because I grew into my face and grew out my hair. It’s not because I stopped trying to hide my height, and I definitely didn’t just randomly develop social skills.

The reason I ‘got hot’ after highschool is because there was no one telling me I wasn’t.

"

Molly Burton | On Highschool (via iamatinyowl)

Truth. Even if it was me telling myself.

(via emilyvgordon)

(via moneyinthebananastand)

Your Princess Is in Another Castle: Misogyny, Entitlement, and Nerds - The Daily Beast

"To paraphrase the great John Oliver, listen up, fellow self-pitying nerd boys—we are not the victims here. We are not the underdogs. We are not the ones who have our ownership over our bodies and our emotions stepped on constantly by other people’s entitlement. We’re not the ones where one out of six of us will have someone violently attempt to take control of our bodies in our lifetimes.

We are not Lewis from Revenge of the Nerds, we are not Steve Urkel from Family Matters, we are not Preston Myers from Can’t Hardly Wait, we are not Seth Rogen in every movie Seth Rogen has ever been in, we are not fucking Mario racing to the castle to beat Bowser because we know there’s a princess in there waiting for us.

We are not the lovable nerdy protagonist who’s lovable because he’s the protagonist. We’re not guaranteed to get laid by the hot chick of our dreams as long as we work hard enough at it. There isn’t a team of writers or a studio audience pulling for us to triumph by ‘getting the girl’ in the end. And when our clever ruses and schemes to ‘get girls’ fail, it’s not because the girls are too stupid or too bitchy or too shallow to play by those unwritten rules we’ve absorbed.

It’s because other people’s bodies and other people’s love are not something that can be taken nor even something that can be earned—they can be given freely, by choice, or not.”

What It's Like To Live as An Ugly Woman

“Men just like… don’t want to talk to you. They don’t see you. Wingmen, no matter how talented they may be in any other situation, seem to lose all ability to conduct small talk. For many people, I am a chore, a roadblock. I see, here on reddit, everywhere, this idea that all women are ‘taken care of,’ that men buy them drinks, hold doors open for them, help them lift heavy suitcases and boxes, etc. and I see that amongst my attractive friends. None of that happens for me. I am always served last. bartenders forget my order.

I recognize I’m not owed anything, but people just assume that women are showered with that attention for being female. No, women are showered with that attention for being desirable. I am not that—I do not receive that attention.

Don’t get me wrong. Sometimes it’s nice to be invisible … Sometimes I feel like I could be an amazing criminal, because when you’re a woman, no one suspects you, and when you’re ugly, no one remembers you.

But on the other hand, it’s impossible to find a retail job, or a desk job. No one wants to hire an unattractive women for front-of-house. No one wants you to be the face of their company. And that whole ‘but attractive women are treated like they’re stupid, so at least you have that going for you’ is an absolute myth. People still talk over you, still talk down to you, on the off-chance they talk to you at all …

Sometimes people are attracted to you, and when you are not attracted to them … I mean, I’ve had people get mean. Because there’s the idea, the implication, that you aren’t going to do any better. Sometimes from your friends. Sometimes from the guy. Because no offense, but… aren’t you being a bit picky? You aren’t getting any younger, and there aren’t exactly many men—any men—falling over themselves to talk to you. But in general, you’re friendzoned more than you friendzone. My entire life is in the friendzone. People have laughed—openly—at the idea of dating me. To my face. ‘Her? No way.’”

You can read her response in full at Reddit

Sexual Agency and Zombie Butts: Why Bob’s Burgers‘ Tina Belcher Matters | The Mary Sue

"But at the end of the day, what makes Tina great is Tina herself. Tina Belcher’s sexual desires are weird. They’re weird and more than a little off-putting and not meant to be particularly palatable for the average straight male viewer. And it is glorious to watch. The show makes you recognize her desires as a young woman and the possibly that other girls feel the same way. Tina’s budding sexuality might be an exaggerated view of how a lot of teenage girls feel as they grow up, but there are girls out there that relate to Tina and it’s a point of view that rarely gets told. And when it is, it’s almost always bent to fit how men want girls to express their sexuality. But Tina’s sexual desires aren’t there to titillate the audience. They’re there because they’re a part of her. And they’re funny because sex is weird and funny and awkward."

humansofnewyork:

"We’re getting divorced because we love each other, and we both realize that we don’t have enough of what the other needs. When we decided to get divorced, I wrote a note with all the things I loved about her, and gave it to her. She got very emotional and started crying. Then three days later, she wrote me a similar note. But here’s the thing—- she wrote it on the back of a recycled piece of paper. She wrote it on the back of an advertisement or something. So I called her out on it. And she said: ‘I knew you were going to bring that up. If you cared, you wouldn’t mind what it was written on.’ And I said: ‘Well, if you cared, you’d have gotten a fresh piece of paper.’"

humansofnewyork:

"We’re getting divorced because we love each other, and we both realize that we don’t have enough of what the other needs. When we decided to get divorced, I wrote a note with all the things I loved about her, and gave it to her. She got very emotional and started crying. Then three days later, she wrote me a similar note. But here’s the thing—- she wrote it on the back of a recycled piece of paper. She wrote it on the back of an advertisement or something. So I called her out on it. And she said: ‘I knew you were going to bring that up. If you cared, you wouldn’t mind what it was written on.’ And I said: ‘Well, if you cared, you’d have gotten a fresh piece of paper.’"