Growing up, my parents would always tell me to be properly dressed around my brothers. Never mind that they were walking around in short boxer briefs, it was me who had to be presentable. I was the girl, after all.
In school, I was always taught that the way I dressed affected a boy’s education. I was taught that the slight peek of my shoulder was enough to get me sent to the head office. It was much too distracting, because after all, a boy’s education had to be more important than a girl’s. At least, that was what they were teaching me.
This is why I’m a feminist.
I’m a feminist because it is 2017, and when I talk about how unfair it is that a professional athlete gets to walk away from the accusation of raping a girl without a single ding to their career, I’m some sort of radical that needs to calm down. Because that poor girl’s life will never be the same, but said athlete’s career is perfectly intact.
I’m a feminist because my aunt says things like, “Oh, those feminists, they just need to shave their armpits and get over it.” Because somehow the grooming of my body hair has everything to do with the rights I’m fighting for.
I’m a feminist because people still think you must have a vagina to be considered a woman.
I’m a feminist because I am 20 years old, and when I tell people I’m not sure I want to have kids, they look at me like I just defied all womankind.
I’m a feminist because when mothers choose to work rather than stay at home with their children, they aren’t doing “enough.”
I’m a feminist because when fathers choose to stay at home with their children rather than work, they somehow aren’t as “manly.”
I’m a feminist because parents still won’t let their sons play with Barbies.
I’m a feminist because young boys are taught that crying is bad. Showing emotion is bad, better to bottle it up and never feel. If you cry, you’re a girl, and no one wants to be a girl.
I’m a feminist because when my family talks about the Women’s March that happened yesterday, they say things like, “What’s protesting going to change?” and “They’re honestly just wasting their time. Nobody’s going to listen to them.” Never mind that the country we are living in found its freedom through protesting—No Taxation Without Representation. But I suppose that’s okay. It was men protesting then.
I’m a feminist because when my aunt saw a picture of a man marching with women yesterday, she snorted and said, “What’s he doing there? Doesn’t he have something better to do?” Her seven year old son was sitting next to her.
I’m a feminist because a highly qualified politician lost the presidential election to a less than mediocre businessman who based his campaign on misogyny, racism, bigotry, and slander. Because this country would rather see an over privileged, racist, homophobic, white man, whose years of experience sums up to zero, in office rather than a woman whose qualifications are more than his will ever be. Because I somehow have to have years of experience before I can even get my first job, but Donald Trump can get sworn into office without a single day of political experience.
I’m a feminist because the President of the United States speaks vilely of women and all minorities, and I’m the terrible one for disliking him.
I’m a feminist because I get made fun of for being a feminist.
I’m a feminist because I want the next generation of girls to live in a better world than mine.
I’m a feminist for these reasons and so many others.
god i hate (love) that scene where lukas stands outside that club and sees those gay couples because ????? they’re not sexualized???
like there are those two men who embrace, and then this (cute, wonderful, makes me smile) couple and they’re holding hands and swinging their hands together and just talking and being tender and sweet
and it’s. so important. because here’s this teenage (!!!) boy who’s so afraid. of being tender and intimate with another boy. and he sees these positive examples of just….. being together. and he still averts his eyes and he looks so…. sad but like he’s thinking so hard about this. and it gives him courage. to be tender and say a soft thing to philip and gently kiss him and smile. to be kind to himself. to just be.
annyeong!!!♡ so this is the first time i hit a milestone for my trash fandom blog and i’m just grateful for all your support and love for my stories, liking and reblogging and staying through my shitty period here. i can’t thank you enough because you guys have been such amazing bubz to me and loving bts with me.
i follow with my main blog @dulcetdaisies. this side blog started about a year ago and since then, i have made so many wonderful friends who shaped and guided me and was willing enough to sin about 7 hot ass talented guys and i’m willing to continue share my thirst with all my followers💦💦
i thought about doing a follow forever for my first mini milestone but now seems like the perfect time to share with you all my beautiful friends, mutuals and amazing blogs❤️
bolded - mutuals (those who follow my main and side) ❤️ - friends 💦 - tru sinners ✨ - HIGH QUALITY BLOG 10/10 WOULD RECOMMEND
1. Follow lots of interests and try lots of activities. That will reveal your genuine passions, and highlight the things that you really enjoy.
2. Don’t be afraid to say “no” to others and to reinforce healthy boundaries. If you don’t, you will find you get pushed around, can’t think for yourself, or can’t simply “be me.”
3. Enjoy being alone and embrace solitude. That will stop the distractions and quieten the noise.
4. Travel, go on adventures, and see something new. That will change your perspective and give you fresh dreams.
5. Be with people who’re different, who challenge your views, extend your horizons and change how you think.
6. Think of those who inspire you, and cause you to dream. What is it about them that ignites that spark?
7. Don’t quieten the longings that rise from your heart. They reveal your soul – and the person you are.
I am drowning in a soupçon
of a flood of emotions:
cayenne peppery anger,
and smouldering in the steam
of my own bad taste.
Summary: After the Avenger’s falling out, you were put in charge of putting Bucky together. Under King T’Challa’s orders, you were given a month’s time to create a new arm while simultaneously figure out how to get the triggering memories of his past out of his mind. As the time goes by, you found yourself confiding in him, despite his frozen state.
Word count: 1809 words
A/N: This is the first ever series I’m posting, so feedback would be greatly appreciated!
Since I don’t have a tag list, I’m tagging those who inspired me to start posting my writing on Tumblr, I hope you guys don’t mind. I will untag you if you don’t want to be tagged :)
The 9th house can indicate what type of people we look up to.
Take a look at your chart to figure out what sign is in your 9th house.
Aries in the 9th house: Might look up to daring, ambitious, dominant, and physically strong role models.
Taurus in the 9th house: Role models tend to be people who can show their success in physical ways, through wealth, possessions, praise.
Gemini in the 9th house:
Looks up to those who are intellectual, independent, those who speak up, people who relate to them with words.
Cancer in the 9th house:
Role models are usually family members, a teacher, or mentor. A person who invests time and energy into them.
Leo in the 9th house:
Role models are usually leaders, famous artist, people in the spotlight. Looks to those who inspire.
Virgo in the 9th house: Role models tend to be hardworking, possibly stern, get things done, is strong, serves others and is admired for it.
Libra in the 9th house:
Role models are usually people who are highly praised for a talent, looks, or status.
Scorpio in the 9th house:
Role models are people in power, sexually confident, are emotionally strong, externally tough, daring.
Sagittarius in the 9th house:
Looks up to those who are independent, wild, freedom loving, explorers, the exotic, people of other cultures.
Can look up to spiritual leaders, philosophers, and people who make a stand for their beliefs.
Capricorn in the 9th house: Role models are likely authority figures, looks up to the hardworking, pragmatic, mentally and physically strong.
Aquarius in the 9th house: Looks up to visionaries, rebels, leaders in ideas, activists, people with an eccentric personality.
Pisces in the 9th house: Associated with fictional role models, looks up to those who they can see themselves in or want to be.