If you laugh at jokes about raping people I will laugh at my fist punching your throat because sure it’s violent and demeaning but I think it’s funny so why aren’t you laughing get off the floor and stop whining I am trying to assert that my desire to make a joke out of your traumatic experience is more important than your pain it’s called Freedom of Speech read a book.
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Source: tinydragongina
do you ever get so platonically infatuated with someone that you just want to shower them with love and never stop but you’re afraid they’ll think you’re creepy and secretly start to judge you and no ssh stop all i want to do is love you
Yes.
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I know I’ve reblogged this before, but I’m gonna do it again because duh.
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Source: zombiemovies
Romance and Sex Questions in an Airport [x]
“‘Do you think it matters how many people someone has slept with?’ No, and it particularly bothers me that women are held to a different standard on this than men. Also, it’s such a weird thing to care about. Like, imagine if I started eating Cheerios for breakfast, would Cheerios be like, ‘I’m the 48th cereal you’ve tried eating?! I don’t feel special!!’ Well then screw you, Cheerios. I can’t go into the past and un-eat all those cereals, but that doesn’t mean I don’t genuinely enjoy your whole-grain crunch.”— John Green
I. Love. The Vlogbrothers.
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Source: this-isakindness
Asians are people of color, and we too have struggles.
It upsets me when people forget that Asians have had a nasty history in this country and think that we have it all grand and dandy.
White people did not want any of us in this country for a long time (see: Chinese Exclusion Act), and any recognition of our culture comes in the form of wildly distorted appropriation, like “Chinese” takeout and the appropriation of Asian languages’ characters (because they look “cool”).
And hey, we all look the same, and all Asian cultures are pretty much the same even though they are all distinct and unique from one another.
We don’t get taken seriously unless we are smart, and god forbid if you can’t speak English. Kids think it’s okay to make squinty eyes at me and yell, “Ching chong chang chong” and “Ai-ya!” at me. I’ve been looked on as a communist who wants to take a gun and shoot all the white people in this country. The expectation of society is that either we are making great advancements in science or we are running laundromats and nail salons.
Asian actors and celebrities are far and in between, and the actors usually only play stereotypically Asian roles or roles in Asian-centric films. There are painfully few Asian politicians and leaders in the Western world, because while we are a majority in number in the world, few of us actually have a voice that matters.
The U.S. doesn’t give a shit about Asia unless it’s doing well economically, and even when it’s doing well economically, Asians are suddenly a threat to the U.S. as a superpower. People don’t like to see Asians as anything more than complacent, pale-faced geishas doing things for my “famiry honor” or a militant Red Army soldier. It’s either those or we, especially the women, are a fetish, like feet and BDSM.
Severe human rights violations are occurring in Asia as we speak, but no one in the West bothers to know about them because it’s only Asia. Sure, go ahead with the Asian jokes, but the fact of the matter remains: we are still largely regarded as foreign. We’re either flat-out ignored, not taken seriously at all, or unreasonably feared.
I am a person of color—and for other people of color to act as if the struggles of Asians like myself are not as valid as their struggles is insulting and harmful. Go ahead and piss at me all you want for being wrong about other shit, but don’t you dare act like Asians are somehow just white people with a golden tint.
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Source: vogueflo
Your beliefs don’t make you a better person, your behaviour does.
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Source: thinksquad
He said he wanted to cuddle the fuck out of me.
I said that sounded good, as long as I could fuck the cuddle out of him afterward.
Yep.
Source: erinairout
Besides, I think as Americans (at least for me and a lot of the people I know) were raised with a savior complex.
beardsbeerandliterarybadassery:
We are constantly inundated with heroic movies about war, our history classes are all one sided, our parents are always telling us about our grandparents or great grandparents (or in my case great great all the way back to the Mayflower grandparents) that valiantly fought for this country. We can’t help it. And these stories DO need to be told, but they need to be tempered as well with the other reality of what war really means.
Even though this country has been at war for the past 10 years, so few of us have directly been effected. We don’t see it or feel it and we have so many ways to escape it. We don’t understand it.
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Source: amadgirl-withablog
I’d like every man who doesn’t call himself a feminist to explain to the women in his life why he doesn’t believe in equality for women.
We are not feminists because we hate men, we are feminists because we respect and love men and we don’t understand why they do not always return that respect.
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Source: lozren
Okay, let me explain something to you. You can’t always just choose to be happy. It doesn’t work like that. You can wake up everyday and say to yourself “I’m going to be happy today” and maybe it’ll work for a little bit, maybe you’ll get through lunch happy, but every day is unique. You don’t know what is going to get triggered when and where your mind is going to wander. Some people are easier at suppressing those thoughts and carrying on normally but some people just can’t. Some people just can’t stop thinking about that one time that they tripped in 5th grade, even though it was over 8 years ago, and some people can’t stop worrying about their future and what they’re going to do to make money in the future and as much as you want to say “live in the moment” it’s much easier said than done. I’ve tried it. It’s really hard. And I constantly keep trying but sometimes you just can’t escape your mind and you have to realize that just because maybe you can just choose to be happy, other simply can’t. Minds don’t work like that.
Source: erinairout
Source: fuckyeahyoga
“I would love to believe that when I die I will live again, that some thinking, feeling, remembering part of me will continue. But much as I want to believe that, and despite the ancient and worldwide cultural traditions that assert an afterlife, I know of nothing to suggest that it is more than wishful thinking.
The world is so exquisite with so much love and moral depth, that there is no reason to deceive ourselves with pretty stories for which there’s little good evidence. Far better it seems to me, in our vulnerability, is to look death in the eye and to be grateful every day for the brief but magnificent opportunity that life provides.”
— Carl Sagan
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Source: abaldwin360
Sometimes I am sitting at home and watching people I know suffer, and I think I need to suffer too. I sit in front of my computer very quietly and very still and try not to enjoy anything too much. I try not to get anything done; if they can’t, then I won’t. I try to share the suffering. I want to be sad with them as if that was a type of empathy they would appreciate, or even know about. As if they could feel a bit of their suffering alleviated as I take it on.
This, of course, is an act of futility. The best way I can help those people I know who are suffering is to let them know I’m here for them, or, if that wouldn’t be quite right, then I should continue doing whatever it was that drew us together in the first place.
Stop sitting quietly. Stop being still.
Katie West never ceases to take the words right out of my mouth.
Source: therealkatiewest
