“Although they are housed on her person, from the moment they begin to show, a female discovers that her breasts are claimed by others. Parents and relatives mark their appearance as a landmark event, schoolmates take notice, girlfriends compare, boys zero in; later a husband, a lover, a baby expect a proprietary share. No other part of the human anatomy has such semipublic, intensely private status, and no other part of the body has such vaguely defined custodial rights. One learns to be selectively generous with breasts—this is the girl child's lesson—and through the breast iconography she sees all around her, she comes to understand that breasts belong to everybody, but especially to men. It is they who invent and refine the myths, who discuss breasts publicly, who criticize their failings as they extoll their wonders, and who claim to have more need and intimate knowledge of them than a woman herself.”
-Susan Brownmiller, Femininity
is there like studies on dumpster ecoystems? sounds interesting, would love to here more lol
"If you smile too much you'll get laugh lines!!!!!" what a horrible curse, to be afraid of having happiness permanently placed onto your body
“LIVED AS A MAN TO HELP HER FRIEND” - Jan 8. 1915
Does anyone have the size of the beanie indicates class meme. It’s like a scale of tiny beanie: high-end barista, mixologist then you get to the biggest beanie and it says “in between jobs” and dishwasher shdjfndkdjfhfjdjdhfjdnd
if you cant handle me at my spnposting you dont deserve me at my uhh diary entries about my utterly pathetic personal life
Hey all my food insecure and tight budget folks out there, Wendy's will be doing 1 CENT hamburgers May 26th through June 1st!
feel your feelings!!!! tap into them into your body and let them grow!!! grow!! grow!!! release it in whatever way that it looks like!! whether you cry or scream or dance or shake !! whatever it looks like!! please allow yourself to feel it all. it is okay.
id: a whisper post. the background is of a person making a heart with their pointer and middle fingers. the text reads: “Glad to see so many embracing Therapy.. a few of you need an exorcism as well but.. baby steps (100 emoji) (two hearts emoji)” end id.
If you ever walk into the library and say “I’m looking for a book,” please know that, while I respond calmly and professionally on the outside, on the inside, I am doing jazz hands and singing “✨🎶Well, you’ve come to the right place!!!🎶✨”
*experiences anything*
me: *tearfully* this is a poem.
Oh, sorry, a witch cursed me. I have to go live in a tower. *shoves crochet and cross stitches supplies into suitcase* Yeahhh, it seriously stinks. *slings banjo case across back* I can’t leave it at all, I just have to stay inside this giant, gorgeous, magical tower, with only books, assorted treasures and trinkets, and cute animal companions for company, until some prince comes along to break the spell. And where am I even supposed to meet one of those? *Googles “best cookbooks for total beginners,” “drawing tutorials for complete amateurs,” and “sewing beginners projects”* Yeah. Tragic. Absolutely tragic.


















