look at this fragile delicate flower of a man look at how precarious his value and identity is wonder at the marvel that is masculinity
boycott dudes who manipulate you into meeting their emotional or sexual needs but won’t date you 2k14
You know what’s weird? BODIES.
You know what absolutely is not made of straight, smooth lines? BODIES.
You know what we all have in common? BODIES.
You know what we need to drastically reframe our view of? BODIES.
(Source: marimopet, via queenmerbabe)
Le Mozart Noir; Monssieur Joseph de Bologne (Boulogne) - le Chevalier de Saint Georges or Saint George (December 25, 1745 – June 10, 1799).
Beloved and generous Colonel of the ‘Légion St.-Georges, the first all-black regiment in Europe, fighting on the side of the Republic during the French Revolution.
A champion swordsman, a virtuoso violinist and fencer, revered composer and conductor of the leading symphony orchestra in Paris.
can we just collectively agree as a generation that we aren’t going to care if each other’s houses are clean when we visit bc im gettin real sick of the “the house has to be spotless or our guests will judge us” deal my parents got goin on
none of us in this generation is going to be able to afford a house.
Welcome to the house i share with 30 people. My 4x4 foot square of space has been vacuumed for your visit.
if anybody asks me why i hate men, i’m just gonna redirect them to this post.
it’s pretty fucking obvious that men only want to invest in breast cancer research to further degrade, objectify, and jerk off to body parts they already feel 100% entitled to. that’s what is at stake for them.
what about the women whose “tatas” weren’t saved? how must they feel being surrounded by awareness ads that focus more on keeping women’s sexy-sexy-titties-to-continue-titillating-the-males than saving real life human beings and helping survivors?
If anyone’s wondering, those posts came from here. It’s a forum for breast cancer support. Give it a read, and you’ll see how many women are outright abandoned by their husbands, sometimes after being married for decades, because their “tatas” couldn’t be saved.
"In spite of language, in spite of intelligence and intuition and sympathy, one can never really communicate anything to anybody. The essential substance of every thought and feeling remains incommunicable, locked up in the impenetrable strong-room of the individual soul and body. Our life is a sentence of perpetual solitary confinement."
Women who sell out other women to look good for men are so sad and I pity them
"Jenny Holzer’s famous truism “Protect me from what I want” renders in a very precise way the fundamental ambiguity of the hysterical position. It can either be read as an ironic reference to the standard male chauvinist wisdom that a woman, when left to herself, gets caught in the self-destructive fury, so that she must be protected from herself by the benevolent male domination: “Protect me from the excessive self-destructive desire in me that I myself am not able to dominate.” Or it can be read in a more radical way, as pointing towards the fact that in today’s patriarchal society, woman’s desire is radically alienated, that she desires what men expect her to desire, that she desires to be desired by men. In this case, “Protect me from what I want” means “What I want, precisely when I seem to formulate my authentic innermost longing, is already imposed on me by the patriarchal order that tells me what to desire, so the first condition of my liberation is that I break up the vicious cycle of my alienated desire and learn to formulate my desire in an autonomous way.”"