1. theofficialnorthkorea:




    I am SICK and TIRED of people objecting to seeing women using their breasts for what they are actually for. BREASTFEEDING IS NOT VULGAR OR OBSCENE.

    I support breastfeeding all the way, even if it is in public.

    And the award winning one:

    the second to last one though

    (via misanthropymermaid)


  2. Anonymous said: u take a lot of selfies. do u think ur pretty or smoething? ur not





    hi there, anon. i didn’t realize i took a lot of selfies. thanks for the info. so, your question was whether i think i’m pretty. you already answered that no, i am not. 

    and i have to agree, anon. i don’t think i’m pretty bc i’m not.

    i’m fat.


    i always have a double chin.


    i constantly look like i haven’t slept in a week bc of my dark circles

    and, i always look sunburnt. idfk why


    i have this white line across my nose that makeup can’t cover up 


    i have tons of wrinkles on my forehead. like what the hell? i’m 25

    also, it’s the size of fucking texas


    i still don’t know how to smile in pictures bc i hate my fucking teeth


    my feet are flat. my hips are huge. my boobs are weird. i am covered in stretch marks. my voice is grating. my ears stick out two miles from my head. i am always fucking sweating and i’ve been asked if i was pregnant more times than i can count. 

    so, you’re right. i’m not pretty. i can’t stand the way i look.

    which is why it’s so fucking important that i post “a lot” of selfies. bc, anon, you’d better fucking believe that if i look in the mirror that day and don’t cringe, i’m gonna take a fucking picture to save that tiny little second. and GOD FORBID i show the world that i posses a little self love every once in a fucking while. 


    that beard finally coming in? go ahead, bro. take a selfie.

    you finally got that piercing you’ve been wanting? not really my style, but you’re fucking rocking it. take a selfie.

    your boobs look awesome in that shirt? take a selfie.

    you finally lose or gain that weight you’ve been working on? take a selfie.

    your eyeliner look awesome? your new sunglasses make you look like  a celebrity avoiding the paparazzi? you killing that tux? you feel a tiny, rare level of self love? you always on a high level of self love? you just like your face? 


    thanks for the question, anon. this one’s for you.


    i thinks shes beautiful in my opinion 

    This girl is my hero.



    1. 12-year-old girl: I don't want kids when I grow up.
    2. Society: You'll change your mind when you get older. You're only 12. You're too young to know what you want.
    3. 16-year-old girl: I'm pregnant.
    4. Society: How could you be so stupid? Do you know anything about safe sex? You should be ashamed.
    5. 20-year-old woman: I'm a single mother with an infant son.
    6. Society: You should've gone to college first. You need a stable career before you can support a child.
    7. 33-year-old woman: I'm married and my spouse and I both have stable careers. I have two young daughters now.
    8. Society: You're not staying home? Who's going to take care of them? You're just going to put them in day care while you work? That's selfish of you. You can't expect to raise decent kids with a full-time job.
    9. 45-year-old woman: I just had my first child.
    10. Society: Why would you have a child when you're that old? Do you realize the health risks of being pregnant at your age? When your kid is a teenager you'll be a senior citizen. That's inconsiderate of you.
    11. 60-year-old woman: I haven't had any children.
    12. Society: Your life must be so unfulfilling. Is there something wrong with you? Why didn't you want kids? How strange.

  3. "

    is eight years old, she’s got pink cheeks that her grandmother calls chubby. She wants a second cookie but her aunt says “you’ll get huge if you keep eating.” She wants a dress and the woman in the changing room says “she’ll probably need a large in that.” She wants to have dessert and her waiter says “After all that dinner you just had? You must be really hungry!” and her parents laugh.

    is eleven and she is picked second-to-last in gym class. She watches a cartoon and sees that everyone who is annoying is drawn with a big wide body, all sweaty and panting. At night she dreams she is swelling like the ocean over seabeds. When she wakes up, she skips school.

    is thirteen and her friends are stick-thin ballerinas with valleys between their hipbones. She is instead developing the wide curves of her mother. She says she is thick but her friends argue that she’s “muscular” and for some reason this hurts worse than just admitting that she jiggles when she walks and she’ll never be a dancer. Eating seconds of anything feels like she’s breaking some unspoken rule. The word “indulgent” starts to go along with “food.”

    is fourteen and she has stopped drinking soda and juice because they bloat you. She always takes the stairs. She fidgets when she has to sit still. Whenever she goes out for ice cream, she leaves half at the bottom - but someone else always leaves more and she feels like she’s falling. She pretends to like salad more than she does. She feels eyes burrowing through her body while she eats lunch. Kate Moss tells her nothing tastes as good as skinny feels, but she just feels like she is wilting.

    is fifteen the first time her father says “you’re getting gaunt.” She rolls her eyes. She eats one meal a day but thinks she stays the same size. Every time she picks up a brownie she thinks of the people she sees on t.v. and every time she has cake, she thinks of the one million magazine articles on restricting calories. She used to have no idea a flat stomach was supposed to be beautiful until she saw advice on how to achieve it. She cuts back on everything. She controls. They tell her she’s getting too thin but she doesn’t believe it.

    is sixteen and tearing herself into shreds in order for a thigh gap big enough to hush the screams in her head. She doesn’t “indulge,” ever. She can’t go out with friends, they expect her to eat. She damns her sweet tooth directly to hell. It’s coffee for breakfast and tea for lunch and if there’s dance that evening, two cups of water and then maybe an apple. She lies all the time until she thinks the words will rot her teeth. She dreams about food when she sleeps. Her aunt begs her to eat anything, even just a small cookie. They say, “One bite won’t make you fat, will it, darling?”

    is seventeen and too sick to go to prom because she can’t stand up for very long. She thinks she wouldn’t look good in a dress anyway. Her nails are blue and not because they are painted. Her hair is too thin to do anything with. She’s tired all the time and always distracted. She once absently mentions the caloric value of grapes to the boy she is with and he looks at her like she’s gone insane and in that moment she realizes most people don’t have numbers constantly scrolling in their heads. She swallows hard and tries to figure out where it all went wrong, why more than a granola bar for a meal makes her feel sick, why she tastes disease and courts with death. She misses sleep. She misses being able to dream. She misses being herself instead of just being empty.

    is twenty and writes poetry and is a healthy weight and still fights down the voices every single day. She puts food in her mouth and sometimes cries about it but more and more often feels good, feels balanced. Her cheeks are pink and they are chubby and soft and no longer growing slight fur. Her hair is long and it is beautiful. She still picks herself apart in the mirror, but she’s starting to get better about it. She wears the dress she likes even if it only fits her in a large and she doesn’t feel like a failure for it. She is falling in love with the fat on her hips.

    She is eating out with friends and not worrying about finding the lowest calorie item on the menu when she hears a mother tell her four year old daughter “You can’t have ice cream, we just had dinner.
    You don’t want to end up as a fat little girl.”


    Why do we constantly do this to our children? /// r.i.d (via inkskinned)

    daaaaaaamn this hit hard.

    (via jewliankushablancas)

    (via misanthropymermaid)


  4. schaka:

    It’s ironic that my most successful post would be about feminism when I don’t even like feminism

    It’s more popular than any of my actual attempts at fourth wave feminism, which is even more confusing.


  5. tree-stump-palace:



    women grow hair on their boobs and their butts and their legs and their arms and their stomachs and their face and really anywhere their genetics decides to have hair and it is perfectly normal what isnt normal is men who have never touched a razor trying to shame women for not looking like a hairless baby


    shout this loud.


  6. schaka:



    What happened to Tumblr’s attempt at fourth wave feminism?
    I don’t see any of that around anymore

    What would a fourth wave look like to you? Because I’m just looking for all of the equality. 

    • Actively calling out transphobia
    • Denouncing the outdated feminist understanding of patriarchy as for men by men
    • Recognizing women’s power in today’s age and even historically and their contribution to the gender binary
    • Moving away from “the wage gap is based on discrimination” and instead actively fighting the root cause by encouraging more young girls to take on higher paying, more stressful jobs
    • Recognizing that the educational system in most countries actively caters to girls and fighting for more gender neutral changes
    • Moving away from the Duluth Model of DV and stop gendering DV as Violence Against Women
    • Denouncing NOW’s opposition to default shared custody, as many fathers cannot afford fighting for their kids in court
    • Actively distancing yourself from third wave feminism

    We’re still around, don’t worry.

    (via schaka)


  7. "Feminism isn’t about making women stronger. Women are already strong. It’s about changing the way the world perceives that strength."

    G.D Anderson  (via blissful-unawareness)

    I say yes to feminism man

    (via libre-comme-lart)

    (Source: saperathebook, via thatpost-modernfeminist)


  8. roxanathegreat said: Here's a message to women. Yes body hair is frowned upon and is considered a turn off. However you aren't held out gun point and forced to shave your legs, arms, underarms etc. Stop complaining. If you hate shaving, don't do it. Don't say your oppressed because you have to get rid of body hair, when it's your own choice. Also decide not to shave good for you. Don't think your making a huge feminist statement. Your doing it for yourself.







    "I get funny looks because I have hairy armpits"is not oppression against women any more than my getting funny looks for wearing a sombrero covered in pink sequins is oppression.

    Jesus christ get over yourselves.


    Friendly reminder that it can be more than funny looks, and having to shave to avoid public shaming and ridicule isn’t being FORCED to do anything, but it CAN be for someone’s mental health.

    No one is going to kill you for it, but having people treat you like shit because of how “poorly you take care of yourself” can be demeaning and very hurtful. Oppressed isn’t the right word for it, though.

    women are still expected to shave and such though, and that is a problem, and noting this doesn’t require comments such as “get over yourselves”. 

    There isn’t some dichotomy between “being held at gun point” and “perfectly okay”. There are a lot of toxic pressures of masculinity and femininity in our society, and individuals not being physically forced to follow the standards under threat of actual bodily harm doesn’t mean that these issues aren’t serious and important.

    Exactly. Body hair might not seem as much of an issue on its own but it’s still a part of gender roles. It’s indicative of a wider issue.

    I don’t particularly think not shaving is some big feminist statement either but women have every right to complain if people are coming up to them and being rude or nasty to them for how they choose to present themselves in a way that is totally harmless and nobody else’s business. I have no problems with people having preferences or opinions on others’ bodies as long as you don’t go out of your way to belittle somebody for it/force it on them, but the thing is, people still do it; they want to put women (and men) back in their little gender boxes where they think they belong, because that’s how we’re socialised, to conform to certain expectations, and that’s the point where it becomes a problem.


  9. Name one city that groups of radical misandrist feminists ever built.







    Name one hospital, laboratory, or math textbook that they’ve ever created.

    Name one scientific invention they’ve ever achieved.

    What have these hateful bigots ever contributed to society besides preaching hatred of men and passing laws that favor women over men?

    I’m glad you took our recommendations into account when building version 2.0.

    this post was shit the first time he posted it and it definitely hasn’t gotten better ever since oh my god

    Give the guy some credit, he’s gone on to specify “radical misandrist” feminists rather than attacking us in general, and included other things alongside physical construction as measures of contribution, which were the two main issues in the first attempt.

    this is true 

    very progressive

    You two just got caught in a lie.

    My first post did not attack women in general. It attacked radfems. Everyone else saw that. You’re so scared of me right now that you don’t even fucking DARE repost that original blog. The moment you do, you’ll show your own supporters why they turned on you in the first place.

    You fucking chickenshit liars.

    Nobody said you attacked women. When I said “us” I meant feminist, not women, because as you should know by now I am counting under the first heading but not the second. Several times in our last conversation you criticised “feminists” in general, and contrasted them with the “men” who had to build things, as well as obsessively focusing on building as the fundamental measure of value because your egocentric view of the universe prioritises your own profession. You’ve corrected that here, which I applauded. Your response to that has been classy as ever.

    They exist in a world whose foundation men could easily yank out from beneath them, not by violence or armed rebellion - but simply by walking away. Walk away from the power plants. Day one Oxford’s lights go out. Ain’t enough women who even want those jobs, to get them back up and running. 

    There are more quotations like this, suggesting that your criticism is much more gender-based than you’d like us to believe. You weren’t just contrasting radfems with reasonable people, you were contrasting them with men. You also went on to criticise feminism in general, particularly male feminists. You wanted to portray yourself as valiantly fighting against extremism, but soon revealed that your enmity here goes a lot deeper. 

    I don’t know what you want me to reblog, but I assure you I don’t have something saved in my drafts that I’m terrified to post. If you like to think of yourself as threatening and scary that’s your own prerogative, but it’ll only help us continue to find you mildly ridiculous. Nobody’s scared to post anything. I also have no idea what you mean by “your own supporters turning on you”, because I’m not feeling very “turned on” right now. (No, not in that way either.)