An invisible girl, muddling through her teenage years somewhere in this strange country they call England.
always...
a Potterhead, Whovian, Cumberbabe, Sherlockian, Nerdfighter, dreamer.
To die by your side is such a heavenly way to die, and if a ten ton truck, kills the both of us, to die by your side, the pleasure- the privilege is mine.
“I don’t want to be a feminist anymore. Like a five-year-old, I want to close my eyes, stick my fingers in my ears, stomp my feet on the floor and scream “No! No, you cannot make me, I won’t, leave me alone!” I am, simply put, too tired. So very, very tired.
I am tired of fighting with my friends. I am tired of arguing that someone groping and slapping my butt isn’t “what I have to expect”, just because I’m at a bar, and the one attacking my butt has a drink in the other hand. I am tired of hearing “boys will be boys” and “when you’re dressed like that …” and “that’s just what guys do”. I am tired of trying to drown those sentiments in loud, repetitive no’s, screamed over and over again, till my throat is sore and my voice weak – just to hear them repeated, as soon as exhaustion threatens to silence me.
I am tired of being afraid. I am tired of seeing someone writing something offensive, sexist, racist, ageist, ableist, somewhere online. I am tired of seeing those writings getting likes and lol’s, and SO TRUE’s. I am tired of being consumed by confusion and anger, typing, typing, typing and typing a seemingly endless response, including research, links and statistics, and then hesitate clicking “submit”. I am tired of knowing that I hesitate because I am afraid of the flood of responses that will come. I am tired of knowing that I will be bombarded with lighten up’s, stop whining’s and get a sense of humor’s for so long, that I will start to wonder if I am indeed wound up too tight, a nagger and humorless. I am tired of the fact that I’m afraid of being called a cunt, even though I don’t find genitalia insulting or demeaning.
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Just because someone is pretty doesn’t mean they’re not depressed
Just because someone has money doesn’t mean they’re not depressed
Just because someone has friends doesn’t mean they’re not depressed
Just because someone has nice family doesn’t mean they’re not depressed
Just because someone someone’s smart doesn’t mean they’re not depressed
Just because someone seems happy doesn’t mean they’re not depressed
(Source: ksica)
the Hannibal fandom is like those wealthy neighbours who just moved in next door and something just doesn’t seem right about them
a man steals a painting from a museum and puts it in the back of his van
he drives for three miles before he inevitably slows down and gets out, credit card and empty gas container in hand
the police come up and ask him “what are you doing? this is an arrest!”
he looks at them and says
“I need more Monet to buy Degas to make this Van Gogh!”
this is the final straw im leaving tumblr
See you tomorrow
(Source: jethrocane)
Fifteen rape victims have formed martial arts movement and are prepared to confront abusers if no one listens to their complaints…A GROUP of women are fighting back against the sickening culture of rape which they say infects India. Fifteen determined females – all victims themselves – have trained in martial arts and are prepared to hand out rough justice if no one listens to their complaints. And the movement, called the Red Brigade, is growing rapidly following the gang rape and murder of medical student Jyoti Singh Pandey that horrified the world.In a nation where a woman is reportedly raped every 20 minutes, the group’s leader Usha Vishwakarma said: “We are fighting back – and the boot is now on the other foot.” Member Sufia Hashmi, 17, said: “We’ve caught a lot of men recently. I joined because men always used to pass comments on me and touch my body but now we beat them and they run.”Like the other members in the northern city of Lucknow, 25-year-old Usha has first-hand experience of the daily dangers women face in the huge nation – a teacher tried to rape her when she was 18. She said: “He grabbed me and tried to open my trousers. I kicked him in the crotch and ran.” Usha complained to staff but they told her to forget it and allowed her attacker to carry on teaching. She said: “Many parents tell girls to quit school so there will be no sexual violence. But we said no – this has to stop. We decided to form a group to fight for ourselves, not just complain.” MOREWE BEAT THEM AND THEY RUN OMFG YES
if you didnt ship the queen and joe as a child you need to rethink your life choices
it’s so true it hurts my heart
(Source: breadmayne)
WAIT HOLD THE FUCK UP
IS ‘MRS’ JUST MR’S
LIKE BELONGING TO MR
OMG
Mr comes from the French monsieur, which I think literally translates as ‘my lord’ and basically just means master, and Mrs comes from maistre which is the feminine form of master, so actually—for once—no.
This was an extremely relevant comment and I thank you for educating me
tumblr has made me completely comfortable w/ some things no one should be comfortable with
cannibalism
Hailing satan
depression is when you don’t really care about anything
anxiety is when you care too much about everything
and having both is just like what
preach
A Glasgow nightclub has installed a two-way mirror which allows male revellers in private booths to spy on unsuspecting women as they visit the toilet! With no notification or signage anywhere in the venue many female club goers have been left feeling embarrassed and used. Although they do briefly show the mirrors in a promo video, the club has been quickly deleting comments and posts on their social media from club goers trying to alert others to the situation. This is pretty much illegal and hugley violates privacy. Thank you The Shimmy Club for giving us a shiny, new, creative and cool take on objectification.
article herei’m never leaving my house again, this world is just too fucked up.
WHAT!?
gross gross gross gross gross
Good morning disgusting.
Remember ladies:
- “No space, leave the place” (fingernail test)
- A two way mirror must be set INTO the wall, not placed on top of it.
- If you rap/knock against the mirror, one installed onto a wall (a normal mirror) will make a dull sound, because there’s something behind it. A two-way will have more reverberation.
- Use the flashlight on your phone to shine on the mirror, if it’s a two-way, you’ll be able to see into the other room.
- You can also shield your eyes and see in if you lean up against the glass.
- The room being viewed will have to be brightly lit (10x brighter than the room looking in), so if you’re in a typical dimly lit club bathroom, you’re ok.
boosting the fuck out of this
also this is their not even apology. idk what to call it.
how fucking gross
this is fucking disgusting
*vomits everywhere*
Why don’t women have this? Oh, wait that can’t happen because men’s right activists will be all on that shit seeing that is dehumanises them.
AU - The Wolf’s Cub
“What are you singing to her, Doctor?”
“I’m singin’ an old nursery rhyme from Gallifrey. I want to make sure she knows the language.”
OH MY GOD NINE/ROSE CAN I KISS YOU
MY HEART
I think i’m crying
stabbing my face off would have been kinder
(Source: doortotomorrow)
There’s a difference between
and
The fact that we all know what this means really says something about our social lives
you should all go to your blogs and hover over them
You should
And it was Trenzalore, it was definitely Trenzalore?
Don’t cry, Matt.
(Source: aaronjolras)
“ Loneliness is black coffee and late-night television; solitude is herb tea and soft music. Solitude, quality solitude, is an assertion of self-worth, because only in the stillness can we hear the truth of our own unique voices. ”
Pearl Cleage (via lovemagicandrevolution)
