End of the Mind

You know, a long time ago being crazy meant something. Nowadays everybody's crazy.

VANCOUVER
  • Western Patriarchy: A woman wearing revealing clothing is just asking to be raped. If she hadn't worn that short skirt out in public, she wouldn't have been assaulted. It's her fault for dressing like a slut and then trusting men not to treat her like one.
  • Western Patriarchy: Women who wear religious head coverings and hide their skin in public are so oppressed! It's not like she's going to get raped just because a man sees her ankles or neck! Why don't those women stop covering their bodies and just learn to trust men?

deadlydinos:

When straight men are like “but if I share a locker room with a gay guy he might look at me!”

Okay leaving aside the fact that gay doesn’t mean attracted to you

And gay doesn’t mean “lacking in any sort of human decency or inability to prevent staring”

DOES THE THOUGHT OF SOMEONE LOOKING AT YOU IN A SEXUAL WAY, EVEN THOUGH YOU’RE NOT TRYING TO BE SEXUAL, MAKE YOU SLIGHTLY UNCOMFORTABLE MY STRAIGHT CIS MALE FRIEND?

DOES IT

DOES

IT

ldmla:

Walking down the Drive, my hand in hers.

Cold grocery bags banging against my creaky knees.

Headed home to drink wine, Saturday night.

"Adam and Eve not Thelma and Louise!"

An old man on a bicycle, wearing

reflective gear and a helmet.

"Fuck you. I hope you get hit by a car, homophobic prick,"

Only I didn’t say it.

Instead I looked at the store windows to my left.

As the bags kept banging,

and my feet kept walking.

Existence

(Source: femmecreature)

Why People Get Depressed At Christmas

sanitysoapscrapbook:

Dear all the precious beings who get depressed at Christmas (because you don’t know how to buy into commercialism and can’t handle the pressure to live up to a societal idea of family perfection), you are not a lone!

Let’s help remind each other that it’s okay to feel weird at this time of…

(Source: sanity-soap)

All I ever really want to know is how other people are making it through life—where do they put their body, hour by hour, and how do they cope inside of it.

Miranda July  (via corpses-symphony)

She was all I could think about when I woke up this morning. 

(via thehappiestdoughgirl)

(Source: larmoyante, via thehappiestdoughgirl)