people need to stop attacking teenage girls who write poetry about turning into wolves and having flowers growing in their ribs bc there are literally grown men writing celebrated poems and novels about how much they hate women
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I would rather read 20 hours of teen Halsey-like angst than read another story about some dicksack crying about how betrayed he feels because the women he bought dinner for didnt suck his dick
not being really overweight but not being thin is a weird place because you never look quite as good as your friends and you’re in that spot that everyone tells you “you’re not fat!” but doesn’t want to say you’re thin and no matter if your weight shifts you always sort of look the same to yourself and in some situations you can hide your appearance but in others its alarmingly obvious, and buying clothes is like a luck of the draw as to if you’ll look thin or huge because it feels like there isn’t an in between
not being really overweight but not being thin is a weird place because you never look quite as good as your friends and you’re in that spot that everyone tells you “you’re not fat!” but doesn’t want to say you’re thin and no matter if your weight shifts you always sort of look the same to yourself and in some situations you can hide your appearance but in others its alarmingly obvious, and buying clothes is like a luck of the draw as to if you’ll look thin or huge because it feels like there isn’t an in between
if you want to know me, you must first climb the staggered ladder that creeps up my forearms. ascend to the wrinkled sleeves of my t-shirt, there you will find the exhibit of my heart, please be kind. do not litter, do not loiter. please be kind.
if you want to know me, you must reach between my cracking ribs and gently hold my struggling lungs. notice how difficult it is for me to breathe. travel down my aching torso, rest upon my trembling legs, take notice of the declarations of war carved into the porcelain walls.
if you want to know me, you must know that my past lifts the rough edges of rope around my neck, drags the bright silver against my skin. my past will gently guide my head under the water, and gratefully, i will let it.
if you want to know me, you must know that i am terrified of the dark, but i am not afraid of death.
someone: skinny people are hailed as stylish no matter what dumb shit they wear and fat people have to put hyper-gendered effort into their appearance every moment of their life to receive the bare minimum of basic human decency and this is pretty shitty.
every skinny person in a 300 mile radius: this is targeting me personally, i will have you know that every morning at breakfast my own mother callously asks if i want seconds. seeing my figure praised in literally every form of media humanly possible is actually extremely traumatic because i hate knowing that i’m societally idealised. i was born with glass bones and paper ski
Because when I was 13 years old, I was sent home for my tank top straps being a little too thin, but a boy could wear a Cool Story babe, Go Make Me A Sandwich shirt and not be looked at twice.
Because when I was 17 and I told a guy “No” and the next day the word tease was painted on my locker.
Because when I was 18 and just wanted to be friends, I was a bitch.
Because I feel the need to say “I have a boyfriend” instead of “No” because guys respect other men more than they would ever respect me.
Because society screams “don’t get raped” instead of “don’t rape”
Because I am scared to walk alone at 10 PM
Because being beautiful is the most important thing I’ll ever do.
Because when I wear my favorite skirt “I’m asking for it”
Because the song Blurred Lines exists
Because no means no no matter how you fucking spin it
Because a girl was drugged and raped with a beer bottle, and the boys who did it are out on bail.
Because I owe you nothingBecause pepper spray is a gift I receive yearly.
Because I am asked if I have a boyfriend more than I am asked about my mental health
Because my clothes say more about my consent then my mouth does.
Because the wage gap exists
Because “not all men are like that” is said way too often
ENOUGH ARE
Because I feel the need to say “I’m not a feminist but…”
Because I’m writing this fucking piece
When you ask why I’m angry? (via brennanat)
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i’ve said this before, but i’m saying it again: if you mock and belittle women for having thin lips/small breasts/flat bums/et cetera, you don’t get to whine when women get plastic surgery. i mean, you shouldn’t whine about it anyway, but especially not if you’re one of the people who makes women feel they need plastic surgery.
Thick girls : 😍💖💕✨💫
Thin girls : 💖💕✨😍😍💕
Curvy girls : 💖⭐️💫😍✨😍
Masculine girls : 😍⭐️💕✨💖
All girls : 💕😍✨✨❤️💖💫
Dog running on the Bonneville Salt Flats, Utah, with a thin layer of water there - amazing effect.
God spelled backwards is dog