curiouslytender

"My response to the “I am not a feminist” internet phenomenon….

First of all, it’s clear you don’t know what feminism is. But I’m not going to explain it to you. You can google it. To quote an old friend, “I’m not the feminist babysitter.”

But here is what I think you should know.

You’re insulting every woman who was forcibly restrained in a jail cell with a feeding tube down her throat for your right to vote, less than 100 years ago.

You’re degrading every woman who has accessed a rape crisis center, which wouldn’t exist without the feminist movement.

You’re undermining every woman who fought to make marital rape a crime (it was legal until 1993).

You’re spitting on the legacy of every woman who fought for women to be allowed to own property (1848). For the abolition of slavery and the rise of the labor union. For the right to divorce. For women to be allowed to have access to birth control (Comstock laws). For middle and upper class women to be allowed to work outside the home (poor women have always worked outside the home). To make domestic violence a crime in the US (It is very much legal in many parts of the world). To make workplace sexual harassment a crime.

In short, you know not what you speak of. You reap the rewards of these women’s sacrifices every day of your life. When you grin with your cutsey sign about how you’re not a feminist, you ignorantly spit on the sacred struggle of the past 200 years. You bite the hand that has fed you freedom, safety, and a voice.

In short, kiss my ass, you ignorant little jerks.”

Libby Anne (via newwavenova)
kla1991
Depression is stupid and not a thing that makes me a better writer. One time I went a whole year without writing and I stayed in bed and drank. Fuck your Bukowskisms. I want sunlight and love and running down some street I’ve never been on where it’s warm and cool at the same time and I’m smiling. I want nothing to ever be bad again- and I don’t mean that I want a life free of conflict, I mean that I want a life free of meaningless conflict. Not being able to will oneself to take a shower or leave the house is meaningless. There is nothing to be gained, no lesson to be learned from that kind of life. My heart is stale, my prose is stale. Give me fire if you want to hurt me. Give me something I can taste. There’s nothing romantic or mysterious about where I am. There’s nothing here worth holding onto.
kla1991

jadedaboutgender:

SUMMARY: A short series of interviews with college students regarding their childhood, and concept of gender then and now. This film documents their exploration of the gender spectrum and where they find themselves today as they continue to grow and redefine the meaning of “gender” that they grew up with — surpassing any and all boundaries as they go.

CREDIT MUSIC: ”Wander Through The Time Of Hearts” by Lovers

SPECIAL THANKS: Crow, Emiline, Kelsey, and Ray.

Hey everyone! Last term I worked with a friend of mine on a final project for a film class, and this is the final product. I’m hoping to continue this project and to get as much diversity in this conversation as possible. As a binary trans person, I was really grateful to hear non binary perspectives, and for the opportunity to share them with others who want to learn. Either via film or other forms of communication, I would love to hear more perspectives, and if you would like to share your experience, please feel free to message me!

choosepositivity

Forget the spreadsheet, here’s an easy flowchart to know if a women owes you sex

Microsoft Excel took a turn for the explicit this week when the Internet learned the once-innocuous office tool was being used in a dispiriting new bro-trend: using the software to track of the number of times their partners refuse sex. Yes, #sexspreadsheets are a thing, presumably because some men still believe that owning of a penis entitles them to unlimited sexy times.
Sorry, guys, that’s just not the way the world works | Follow micdotcom 


intimacy is damn important, but, fuck, who wants to sleep with someone who is being resentful?

Forget the spreadsheet, here’s an easy flowchart to know if a women owes you sex

Microsoft Excel took a turn for the explicit this week when the Internet learned the once-innocuous office tool was being used in a dispiriting new bro-trend: using the software to track of the number of times their partners refuse sex. Yes, #sexspreadsheets are a thing, presumably because some men still believe that owning of a penis entitles them to unlimited sexy times.

Sorry, guys, that’s just not the way the world works | Follow micdotcom 

intimacy is damn important, but, fuck, who wants to sleep with someone who is being resentful?

infatuated-soul
I don’t know if we’ll ever meet again, I don’t know if we’ll ever love each other again but if we do, I hope we’re better for each other. I hope our hands don’t fit perfectly anymore and I hope that we realize that we’re not the same people we once were. You’ll be less apologetic and I will stop apologizing for all my soft. When you kiss me, you’ll taste different, and I’m going to find a new bubblegum flavor to buy at the gas station. I hope that if we ever meet again, we can still love each other, better.