1. Why You Are A Feminist


    Last night I got a drink with a friend and got home before my fiance returned from hanging out with his buddies, around 10pm. The trashcan needed to be taken to the curb because the garbage truck comes around 6am, and both of us had forgotten to do it earlier in the day.

    So, I came inside, put down my purse, collected all the trash from the house (kitchen, bathroom, bedroom) and took the trashcan down our decently long driveway to the curb.

    I would say that most women walking alone when it is dark are on high alert, simply as a part of social conditioning if not personal tragic experience with the night. Even taking the trash out, I was scanning the street, listening. And I noticed, about a block away, a group of three men walking towards me.

    Then they saw me. And started walking faster.

    I tried to act casual, but I immediately got very very bad vibes. Normally when I get catcalled or harassed on the street I lash out, I give them the finger and tell them to fuck off as aggressively as I can, like when my cats see my dog and puff their tails out. Not this time. This time I felt… unsafe. So I grabbed the mail as quickly as possible and did the fast walk all women know how to do, where you cover ground at an unbelievably quick pace without outwardly looking like you are running. And that’s when they started shouting at me.





    Why is my driveway so long? Why is my house set so far back from the road? When I was almost to the house they were at the entrance to my driveway. When I was on my porch opening the screen door they had started walking down my driveway, still calling me. I slammed the front door, lockhandlelockdeadbolt, and ran into the kitchen in the back of the house, shaking. I texted my fiance, When are you coming home? I’m afraid, and told him what happened.

    I shouldn’t be scared to take my own trash to the curb at 10pm. I shouldn’t be afraid to tell a group of 3 men catcalling to leave me alone. I shouldn’t have to hide in my own house from strangers harassing me just because I have two X chromosomes and chanced across their path.

    But this is normal for women, and actually a rather tame event by most people’s experiences.

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  2. my-processes:


    Ilustrations by the incredible Carol Rossetti check her out and follow her here! http://carolrossettidesign.tumblr.com/

    I sure do love my horizontal stripes!

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  3. virgin:

    Just a few pieces from the amazing Carol Rossetti.

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  4. misandry-mermaid:





    Saving Face (2012), acid attacks on women in Pakistan

    Meanwhile, in America, feminists are complaining about how dress codes are oppressive.

    You idiots have never experienced oppression, and pray you never do, because this is what it looks like.

    As a South Asian American feminist, let me remind everyone that oppression is not a competition.

    Just because we fight one type of sexism doesn’t mean we don’t care about other instances of sexism that don’t affect us directly in our day to day lives.

    My heart goes out to this woman and the hundreds of other victims like her. I want to educate people about these kinds of incidents. I support organizations that help women like this.

    You may think that dress code issues are trivial, but they are related to a larger issue of women’s bodily autonomy, which affects women’s health and safety.

    So please, let’s try to bring awareness and bring about change instead of insulting entire groups of people because they are facing issues that are less scary than the one presented.

    oppression is not a competition

    thank you so much for this wording

    Trivializing smaller forms of oppression does not help in the fight against more brutal and violent oppressions. Anyone who says “There are worse things happening in the world than [insert pretty much anything a Western feminist might talk about].” is actively reinforcing patriarchy.

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  5. "Have enough courage to trust love one more time and always one more time"
    — Maya Angelou (via purplebuddhaproject)

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  6. hemorrh0id:





    I’m about five of these listed above. I’m not sure if that makes me extra weird.

    This post. Forget all the posts that try to lift your self esteem or show fluffy kittens because they supposedly will make you happy. THIS POST has made me happier than any other post that was meant to make me happy ever has.

    I’m a lot of these, especially the car one. I just love listening to people talk, but I have a hard time concentrating on some voices after a while. It’s not that I don’t care or am not interested, your voice is just bland. >.

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  7. soulrevision:

    [For more on social justice, follow me on Instagram: soulrevision , Tumblr: soulrevision , Facebook: soulrevision , Twitter: soulrevision]

    There was a lot of talk today about the media’s failed coverage [read: non-coverage] of the 234 Nigerian girls, thus came the #234WhiteGirls hashtag.

    No, none of us wants any white girls to go missing. We just want these Nigerian girls to get the same amount of coverage that white girls get (or would get), because EVERY girl matters.


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  8. genderglitched:


    Alright guys. This is it. The Big Donation Post. Last time I was able to raise the $200 needed for my ultrasound thanks to you guys, and I have faith that I can raise the money needed for my biopsy, too.

    I am a disabled, (mentally and physically),…


  9. "Nobody will ever love you as much as an artist can. On your worst days, they will find poetry in the knots of your hair."

    That Could Have Been Me


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  10. "

    i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
    i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling)
    i fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
    and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you

    here is the deepest secret nobody knows
    (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
    higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
    and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

    i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)


    e.e. cummings, 

    [i carry your heart with me(i carry it in]

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