April 23rd, 2014

"Tease"?

I think I prefer the term “worth the wait”.

shaitea:

we just cooked some herbs and it’s like childhood again ❤️🌱

shaitea:

we just cooked some herbs and it’s like childhood again ❤️🌱

(via wildboysandwhiskey)

Anna, I remember the pain of having been rejected from GHP13 everyday, of having felt wronged because there is no DNA, only words and ink and paper, that make me who I am, and of wanting to scrap the tears, novels, blood, flesh that I tore out each day to somehow make the letters life--but at the end of the day I remember one thing. That GHP led me here. That I would never have found this little dystopian utopia that I've come to love over the past year and a half. And for that I am so thankful.
Asketh - Anonymous

I think gratitude is one of the more beautiful gifts we come to receive in this life. I’m so glad you’ve received what you have.

Much love. <3

April 22nd, 2014
When yet another one of your kin falls,
you question God’s wingspan, the architecture

of mercy. It is Friday morning, & despair
is the only law

left intact.
Joshua Bennett, “Theodicy (For Renisha McBride),” published in Word Riot (via bostonpoetryslam)

hiphoplaboratory:

Joshua Bennett - Hip Hop (x)

lanclscape:

7

This was my block break &lt;3

lanclscape:

7

This was my block break <3

(Source: 7minus7)

April 21st, 2014
I don’t wanna be your friend, I wanna kiss your neck.
the 1975. (via youthpalm)

(Source: portamial-mare, via sebastian-samuel)

froekenblomst:

Photographer Oscar Zabala talking about his work “Sojourners

Lookbooks: “Tell us about your most surreal shoot.”

Oscar Zabala: “Me and a few of my best friends went to South America. It was the first day of actual shooting for a series we were doing. We all ate some “happy” cookies and ran around the fields on the top of a mountain naked. We were the only people for probably 50 miles. I felt like we were literally on top of the world as I was capturing all those moments.”

(via embodyneptune)

It’s said it takes seven years to grow completely new skin cells. To think, this year I will grow into a body you never will have touched.
Brett E. Jenkins (via vacants)

(Source: vacants, via embodyneptune)

historicaltimes:

"Audrey Hepburn shopping with her pet deer “Ip” in Beverly Hills, CA, 1958."

historicaltimes:

"Audrey Hepburn shopping with her pet deer “Ip” in Beverly Hills, CA, 1958."

(via otiev)

April 20th, 2014
Have you ever heard the phrase cockblocking? You know, you’re at a bar, talking to a girl, and what happens? Her less attractive friend comes over and ruins everything. Cockblock. Well I have to tell you something guys: I have been the less attractive friend, and you were NOT cockblocked. I was following orders from my better-looking friend that she did not wanna fuck you. …Girls have two signals for their friends: ‘I’m gonna fuck him’ and ‘HELP.’

Amy Schumer [x] (via rashaka)

The number of “get me out of here” tactics women have developed and shared to help each other escape from overly-insistent-to-borderline-predatory dudes in public places should probably be enough evidence of the existence of rape culture all on its own.

(via madgastronomer)

YES

(via ellakrystina)

I especially like how, in the majority of cases, you don’t have to verbally communicate what your signals are to other women. I’ve had women I didn’t even know come save me. Literally every woman recognizes the “Dear god, help me” facial expression, and knows exactly what they should do. We don’t get a handbook for this. We don’t have a sit-down nail polish party where we talk about a standardized woman code for preventing creepers. It’s just part of being a woman.

BUT LOL RAPE CULTURE DOESN’T EXIST.

(via eastberlin)

Yup. I’ve definitely taken strangers by the arm and pulled her aside to go, “Oh my GOD it’s you! How ARE YOU?!? It’s been so long!” and then been like “hey I could overhear that guy who wouldn’t leave you alone so I figured I’d give you an out” and then see their VISIBLY RELIEVED expressions. This is part of girl code, because rape culture is that pervasive.

(via thebicker)

I once had a girl sit on my lap and say “hey baby” after she witnessed a guy (who was easily 20+ years older than me) hitting on me and harassing me for my number even after I told him I was taken. After he got up and left she asked if I was okay. I couldn’t thank her enough times, I even bought her a drink.

(via castielsmiles)

We have done this. In fact, we are this. Because we are asexual and we don’t like alcohol so we never drink, we have gone with friends to parties/places where our sole job was to keep an eye out for everyone and be the permanent ‘aggressive man-sheild.’ Not one of our female friends has ever questioned this or found it all strange. In fact, often once they realized we were willing to do it, it would be pre-arranged. Every guy friend we ever did this in front of or tried to explain to looked flabbergasted. They had no idea that this was a) an intentional thing, b) a planned ahead thing, or c) universal.

Rape culture is the fact that every woman understands this. Male privilege is the fact that no guy on earth seems to know or understand.

(via cractasticdispatches)

I’ve been asked to pretend to be my friend’s girlfriend every time we go out at night, just because she wears clothes that show off her curves and guys won’t leave her alone. They only back off when I put my arm around her and act as if we’re together romantically, and sometimes not even then.

(via zaataronpita)

i once ran interference for a friend, only to receive the unwanted advances myself. he wouldn’t back off until my (male) friend literally wrapped me up in his arms and acted as if he was my S.O.

(via miljathefailcat)

It happens online too. A guy I know started Facebook-stalking me after a recent interaction, and my roommate immediately got on Facebook and told him she was my girlfriend. He thankfully backed off after that.

I can’t count the number of times I have pretended to be somebody’s girlfriend or sister in a bar when a guy wouldn’t leave her alone. Both with friends and strangers.

(via feministsupernatural)

After reading these, I feel like taking a shower. Because I’m the designated driver pretty much every time, not being a big fan of alcohol, but I rarely, if ever, intervene. And yeah, I’m small and pretty physically weak, but I could put my foot down verbally if it came down to it. I’m just too scared.

(via harperhug)

You’re probably scared of confronting the guys.  And you should be.  That’s what this whole post is about.  Rape culture is so prevalent and socially accepted as the rule of the land that if someone confronts a guy and tells him directly to back off, someone is getting hurt.  That’s why all of the testimonies here are examples of how to deflect.  How women all learn methods of pulling a woman away from a situation with a guy who isn’t allowing her to say no, by making up some lie that will get the guy to let her go without sending him into a rage and deciding to teach you both a lesson about knowing your place and submitting to rape culture.  Men are dangerous in these situations because all of society backs them up as just a nice guy who deserves a chance, and vilifies any woman who refuses to give him a chance.  Women are not allowed to say no.  So other women have to rescue the women saying no and pull them away with some made up excuse.  Otherwise the situation will escalate and the ones who get hurt are always the women. 

(via coffeegleek)

Women absolutely have to learn rescue tactics for each other, but it’s kind of funny how we describe really obvious facial expressions and body language as “secret signals.” The reality is that women telegraph disinterest in these aggressive men, making it super obvious, but men choose to ignore it. Total strangers who are just sitting nearby or happen to glance their way will be able to see that the woman isn’t interested, but the guy making the advances is somehow oblivious? Unlikely.

(via smitethepatriarchy)

And perceived physical power of the woman doesn’t matter either, I have had to do this for other rollergirls. Even after bouts where they are bruised, sweaty, and partying with a bunch of other built women in the same jersey.

(via polerin)

(via 1000ravens)

When Lauryn Hill sings “touch my mouth with your hands" I get shivers up and down and everywhere. Homegirl understands.