I fight Rape Culture because
When I told my ex boyfriend about my rape
He ‘forgave’ me.

I fight Rape Culture because
I saw my baby sister age overnight
As she told me about her best friend getting molested.

I fight Rape Culture because
My closest friend was abused as a child
And he told nobody but me.
It took him 13 years to open up.

I fight Rape Culture because
My friends admit to letting their partners fuck them when they don’t want it
Then laugh it off as typical male behaviour.

I fight Rape Culture because
Saying that you’re raping someone is perfectly acceptable
If you’re playing a video game.

I fight Rape Culture because
Men tell me they are insulted when women walking in front of them start to walk faster.
As if their ego is more important than our safety.

I fight Rape Culture because
If I tell somebody their rape joke isn’t funny
I am told that I’m uptight.

I fight Rape Culture because
It won’t die out
Unless we kill it ourselves.

I Fight Rape Culture
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povvs:

good thing i spend 12 hours then

povvs:

good thing i spend 12 hours then

revengeofthelostboys:

I like people who are learning to like themselves. Support people on the path to self confidence.

veganvibez:

do you know how scary it is to acknowledge how strong your feelings are for someone and your brain is like “maybe you love them” and you’re like SHUT THE FUCK UP BRAIN YOU DONT KNOW SHIT

My life is a struggle between my need for acceptance, my fear of rejection, and a desire to not care at all.

Anonymous (via wnq-writers)

awwww-cute:

My co-worker’s puppy fell asleep on her desk. Not much work got done that day

awwww-cute:

My co-worker’s puppy fell asleep on her desk. Not much work got done that day

nokiabae:

my biggest fear is I’m married & my husband says, “let’s cut sugar out of our diet” so I have to leave with the kids in the middle of the night

alittlehartosexual:

This, ladies and gentlemen, is pure sexism in everyday society.

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kricketot:

*favorite character dies*

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Nobody can teach me who I am. You can describe parts of me, but who I am - and what I need - is something I have to find out myself.

Chinua Achebe (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

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falloutyoungmale:

I write sins not five page research papers

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So, do it. Decide. Is this the life you want to live? Is this the person you want to love? Is this the best you can be? Can you be stronger? Kinder? More Compassionate? Decide. Breathe in. Breathe out and decide

Meredith Grey  (via tea-storm)

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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So this past week I’ve been in the process of moving into my dorm and starting classes. I’m already stressed out by the work load, but what stresses me out even more is that I still don’t have a planner and I haven’t been able to leave campus to get one. I cannot function without a planner. Not to mention that I don’t have a lot of my textbooks and I have assigned readings and quizzes due Friday, but my books won’t get here till next week. Why are my professors even teaching on the first day? Everyone knows that the first week of classes is syllabus week!!

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Wonderboy, you are perfect.

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