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inky fragments

#31 the melancholy
inky fragments of your soul,
illuminated.

I kept always two books in my pocket, one to read, one to write in.

Robert Louis Stevenson (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

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I’m tired of talking about feminism to men.

I’m tired of explaining to men that the feminist movement will, in fact, benefit them as well as women. I’m tired of trying to hawk gender equality like I’m some kind of car salesman showing off a shiny new sedan, explaining all of its bells and whistles. I’m tired of smiling through a thousand thoughtless microaggressions, tired of providing countless pieces of evidence, tired of being questioned on every. Single. Damn. Thing.I’m tired of proving that microaggressions exist, tired of proving that I’m unfairly questioned and asked for proof. For a movement that’s centered around the advancement and empowerment of women, why do I feel like I’m supposed to spend so damn much of my time carefully considering how what I say and do will be taken by men?

I’m tired of men who insert themselves into feminist spaces with claims of hurt feelings. I’m tired of men who somehow manage to make every issue about them. I’m tired of men like the one who recently stopped by a friend’s Facebook thread in order to call feminism “c*nty”, then lecture the women involved for being too “hostile” in their responses to him. I’m tired of men telling me that my understanding of feminism and rape culture are wrong, as if these aren’t things that I have studied intensely. I’m tired of men who claim to be feminist allies, then abuse that position to their own advantage. I’m so fucking exhausted by the fact that I know that I will have to, at some point in this piece, mention that I understand that not all men are like that. I will have to note that some men are good allies. And all of those things are true! And all of you good allies get cookies! But honestly,I’m tired of handing out cookies to people just because they’re decent fucking human beings.

Anne Thériault, I’m Not Your Feminist Mommy & I’m Tired of Holding Your Hand (via johnsteinbeck-)

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sketchavolie:

So at my freshman orientation for college, we had a presentation on sexual assault. The lady who spoke was fantastic, and this was her opening PowerPoint slide. I wish I had gotten the rest of it.

sketchavolie:

So at my freshman orientation for college, we had a presentation on sexual assault. The lady who spoke was fantastic, and this was her opening PowerPoint slide. I wish I had gotten the rest of it.

(via brianmclements)

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what if tattoos just randomly appeared on our skin at key points in our lives and we had to figure out what they meant for ourselves

(via weightofallthings)

rawr0609:

9c9bs:

The real problem with people fussing over Pluto all the time is it represents the priorities of the public - preserving traditions rather than accepting facts. The pursuit of science is about building a sustainable catalog of truths, and there is no advantage in altering truths to appease nostalgia. 

wow

OMG WE THE HUMANS MADE ALL THE RULES FOR WHAT MAKES SOMETHING A PLANET WE’RE ALOUD TO CHANGE THE RULES JEEZE MOM LIGHTEN UP

(via chasertiff)

rowan-fcb:

Mom: Why don’t you bring friends home?

Me:

image

(via weepretzels)

I know now, Lord, why you utter no answer. You are yourself the answer. Before your face questions die away. What other answer would suffice?

—C.S. Lewis (via blissfulbeardsdoitbest)

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Normal is getting dressed in clothes that you buy for work and driving through traffic in a car that you are still paying for - in order to get to the job you need to pay for the clothes and the car, and the house you leave vacant all day so you can afford to live in it.

Ellen Goodman  (via asongwithnoend)

I also call this death.

(via hallelu)

(via stormielaine)

You must not reduce yourself to a puddle just because the person you like is afraid to swim and you are a fierce sea to them; because there will be someone who was born with love of the waves within their blood, and they will look at you with fear and respect.

—T.B. LaBerge // Things I’m Still Learning at 25 

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