I hated her.
Flesh and blood, the way his 
hands would wrap around her 
waist, her thighs and she’d breathe
a sigh of relief and meet his eyes and 
think, he loves me.

She was younger, so it made no sense.
If I was dumb then she was dumber,
and was it possible to be easier than I?
I’d deny it if anyone asked, but for him I’d 
move mountains, smash, sink, scream
surrender. I hated her, I hated her. 

Her stupid jeans, her happy smile, her ugly
friends and her God damn purple coat. 

Then he stole from her, too
And I thought, it’s not her hate but you.
For the way I twist and bend around 
your finger, the way she breaks in every
wave as I sit and squirm at another, 
another, another her on your lap.
More thighs, more lips, waists, you don’t
even have a type it’s just us,
spinning and drowning and screaming 
inside your insipid pot of hate,
turning and pitting and plotting 
us against our own. Ugly,
I used the word ugly.

For what? 
A boy with a crooked smile.

- H.M. (rock bottom regrets)

here is Girl as
failed attempts at
trophy daughter,
a blurred experience
that will forever be on my resume

here are my bones stained
with Girl
Her calcium deficiencies
Her meals of ash and
coffee grounds
Girl disappearing into herself as
Girl has a tendency to do

i never knew how to sit still
Girl is a role i was cast in to
without an audition, 
no script delivered

Here is Boy as scabbed knuckles
learning how to swing fists
instead of baring a
raw heart to salt

Boy demands to be heard
He has never owed an apology
for the space he takes up

Boy is not familiar
with the metallic taste
of biting your tongue to keep

i am not Boy
my voice is far too light
and dies in my throat,
a shallow graveyard of
thank you

i am trying to translate
gray static into
something fathomable
using a language that
never considered the
possibility of Self
in the first place

Girl and Boy
like anything else
are only

how much of myself
belongs to me
and no one else?

anonymous asked:

all those fake feminists hating on taylor while nicki minaj's brother was just confirmed as a rapist of a 12 year old girl. WHERE ARE THE FEMINISTS OF TUMBLR NOW??

Yeah I saw that. Poor girl. He deserves a life sentence.

Do not allow him to consume you. If he does not call, go to sleep. If he does not message, put your phone away and have a fantastic day anyway. If he acts distant when you are with him and refuses to tell you what is wrong, don’t wait for him, go home and do something you love. If he tries to insinuate you do not need your friends now that you have him, spend more time with your friends. If he tries to teach you a lesson through the silent treatment, ignore him completely.

If he plays with your feelings constantly, walk away from him. If he acts like your body is his entitlement when you are not ready, walk away from him. If he says terrible, unforgivable things and threatens to leave you after every argument, walk away from him. If he forbids you from doing anything you love, walk away from him. If he claims ownership of your accomplishments, walk away from him. If he demeans you or disrespects your being a girl and refuses to stop when you tell him it hurts, walk away from him.

I cannot stress this enough, you live for yourself first. He is a secondary character in the story of your life. Do not allow him to turn you into a secondary character in your own book.

—  Nikita Gill, Advice for Teenage Girls Finding Their Way Through Love.

Who could really use body positivity:

  • Cancer patients (especially breast)
  • Burn & vitriolage victims
  • People with conditions that affect their appearance (ex. vitiligo, alopecia)
  • Amputees (or anyone who lost a limb or two somehow)

What you actually find when you search body positivity:

  • A bunch of overweight/obese people who can’t stop eating and decided it was smarter to praise the lifestyle rather than do something to fix their health.

Fairytales are the biggest deceivers of them all,
and these are the greatest lies
that we have been telling our daughters
from when they are so very small.

Because when girls grow up they realise
that not a single one of those fairy tales are true
so instead the tales I will tell my children are going
to be made of these antiquated stories made brand new.

I’m going to tell them about Red Riding Hood
never stopping to speak to any forest creature
and reached her grandmother’s house
just in time to take an axe to the neck of the big bad wolf.

And about how Snow White would have been killed
had she not learnt self defence from her father’s soldiers
and known how to go for the eyes, the nose, the throat
when the huntsman had grabbed her wrist to force her closer to him.

And about how Cinderella did not let her step mother
get away with treating her like she was a servant in her own home
instead she visited the best lawyer in town and
got the witch and both her girls thrown out, all on her own.

I’m going to teach them about how wrong
the Prince was to try and kiss Aurora in her sleep
because consent is the most important thing
and how she slapped his face instead of wept in relief.

And Alice, dear Alice who went into Wonderland
so completely unprepared, was stupid to be
drinking potions that could be poison
Eating cakes that could have killed her then and there.

What kind of lessons would they learn if I told them
being irresponsible and ‘having an adventure’
was more important that being a good, strong
sensible human being?

What kind of a person would I be if I let them think
such behaviour wouldn’t lead them to be
taken for granted, taken advantage of,
or a much worse fate that I cannot see?

Because the biggest truth about fairy tales
is that they lie to little girls about
always being sugar and spice
and they will get a prince if they play dumb and nice.

The fairy tales we should tell our daughters
should be about strong women with real flaws,
immense amounts of courage
and incredible qualities.

Let us raise girls who don’t just wait to be rescued,
but take their destiny in their own hands,
pick up swords and weapons of their own
and charge to battle dragons and their enemies.

—  Nikita Gil, Feminist Fairytales For Modern Day Little Girls

Tumblr Feminism Strikes Again!

Help undo sexism and racism in artificial intelligence with Tumblr tags!

We know the bias where men are “athletes” and women are “female athletes,” men are “writers” and women are “female writers.”

Conversely, women are “nannies” and men are “male nannies.” Women are “nurses” and men are “male nurses.”

Gender stereotypes and beliefs underlie sexist actions and institutions. We need to undo this.

AI bots are crawling the web and learning the same prejudices. Google results show the bias that is being picked up from the content it’s crawling.

What do we do?

On one hand we need to get the companies to address the racism and sexism in their results. The search results you see are already adjusted based on a ton of factors so Google and co. could build in correction for the non-inclusive results. 

But here’s an easy thing you can do right now!

When you tag your posts, “universalize” women and POC. For example, if you are tagging Serena Williams, don’t just tag gender or race-specific tags like “women’s tennis” “female athlete” “women athletes” - while you absolutely can use tags like these to help people find your posts, don’t stop there!

ALSO TAG: “athletes,” “tennis players,” “tennis”, “sports,” etc. 


This will also help in social media search results like on Tumblr.  


If you know a woman truly loves you and is doing the best she can for you, the least you can do is be soft and kind with her heart. Handle it carefully, treat her with respect and never crush it between your fingers just to watch her fall apart.
—  Nikita Gill, A Gentle Reminder to All Men
  • First wave feminism:Women should be able to vote.
  • Second wave feminism:Women should be liberated and have equal opportunities and treatment as men.

I’m sick of seeing pictures like this on Tumblr with ignorant comments by so called liberals saying shit like:

The one to the right is most beautiful.’ or ’real woman have curves.

I get it, this is Tumblr and it’s cool to challenge the status quo. But apparently people have forgotten what body shaming is. Or maybe, and I believe this theory is much more plausible, people think body shaming is only relevant to a specific body type; thick and large. News flash: it isn’t*, you’re just being a fucking dirtbag.

And while I’m ranting about the ridiculous shit Tumblr liberals do, I might as well vent about another pet peeve of mine.

It pisses me off to no end when people, and by people I specifically mean heterosexuals, reblog text photos that say ‘Reblog if you support gay marriage’ with a caption like 'I might lose followers for this but I’ll reblog anyways’ knowing damn well that the exact opposite is more likely to happen. You need to stfu and stop with your bullshit. You’re not an ally if you’re using our oppression for your personal gain.

How body positivity works:

Vitriolage victims: attacked by acid, could be financially or medically unable to reconstruct face. Not a target of body positivity posts.

Overweight/obese people: for the most part, just people who can’t stop eating unhealthy food and doesn’t bother exercising. Lifestyle can easily be changed to fix problem, but chooses to create excuses (ex. “diets never work”). Main target of body positivity posts.

Because SJWs.