30 1 / 2012
Sexual objectification?
Let me tell you what I learned in GS. How to survive if you’re caught outside in a tornado. How to make a tourniquet. How to stand up to bullying. How to successfully talk your way into having someone buy cookies from you. How to love yourself and treat others around you. Nothing at all with sexual objectification. You are wrong.
^ THIS! Would anti-choicers kindly come up with something that isn’t a smear campaign, an outright lie, or some combination of the two?
this is hilarious considering the fact that the ‘pro-life’ movement is all about the dehumanization of women
GSUSA is a wonderful organization and I stand behind them whole-heartedly. They had a HUGE hand in bringing me up to be the feminist I am today.
Girl Scouts is all about teaching girls that it’s okay to be a girl (if that’s what you want to be). It’s about teaching girls to be responsible citizens, to take care of themselves and others, to set goals and achieve them.
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29 1 / 2012
Hanson.
Hanson
Hanson.
matchbox 20…
A band of my choosing? Uhh, probably the Donnas. Or, uhh, some shitty local bands. Maybe Here Among Wolves?
But a band I didn’t choose? Probably some podunk blue grass group. Or B.B King or Jethro Tull. I hated every minute of Jethro Tull and now I love them. I was such a bitch when I was younger.
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29 1 / 2012
remember that time in junior high school when everyone’s myspace song was face down by the red jumpsuit apparatus
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29 1 / 2012
Ridiculous non-sexy fantasy ahead:
I have this really really really ridiculous fantasy where I lose like 60 pounds, get all nice and toned and am one of those hot girls. You know? I am hot now, don’t get me wrong… but you know the type right? Just, almost effortlessly sexy.
Anyway. This fantasy of mine basically involves me getting off a plane to visit certain people and being all “psshhh you could have had this… but…….”. Sometimes I imagine myself surprising these people by not telling anyone I’m coming and then, just randomly walking into their work, or the dining hall or wherever and just.. yeah. I’m still their friend and all but, I want to see the look on someones face. And their someones face. If you know what I mean. (I think you do.)
I mean, this could totally happen. Right? If I lose 60 pounds and still gave a shit what they thought of me then. Everyone has this fantasy anyway. I need a better fantasy life. ugh.
29 1 / 2012
"Don’t compare yourself to others. Compare yourself to yourself. How about that for a bold idea? Throw out the notion of referencing yourself against others. It would be so easy to compare and put yourself down. You can all too easily waste time and obscure your own potential by trying to match someone else’s. I figure that the great ones thought differently and let their truths guide them no matter what cost. At the end of the day, you can’t fuck with it. When you compare, you immediately ensnare yourself with a ton of variables and assumptions that can pull you off the trail. Anyone who thinks for themselves and acts upon these thoughts stands a chance."
Henry Rollins, Smile, You’re Traveling
Stand a chance.
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29 1 / 2012
1) they are all shirtless. Even Dallon.
2) What even is Dallon doing????????????
3) I have a massive boner for buff, but not overly so arms, and both sets of arms in this photo are making me drool. I’m not even kidding you.’
4) HOW SO HOT. unggg.
5) the dimple things on brendons lower back. no words can describe how much I want to bite him right now.
28 1 / 2012
Anonymous asked: In relation to the boobs discussion, how do you feel about this whole “friend-zone/nice guys finish last” whining on the internet. Is it something you encounter more often in hardcore circles? Have you ever been “friend-zoned” by a woman? If so, how did you deal with it?
That shit does seem systemic in punk and hardcore. There’s a lot of glorifying of the sadsack, Charlie Brown, Mets fan persona. As part of the buy-in, you gotta suspend your disbelief that people like that are real and not completely made up character exercises on the part of shitty community theater actors.
I remember one time we were staying with a girl on tour and her EX-dude [who had two American Nightmare tattoos while wearing an American Nightmare shirt] insisted on sleeping on the floor in her room so none of us would be with her. That dude bought in. He wanted the whole persona for himself. He probably thought about his ex a lot. Talked about her a lot. Maybe wrote songs or poetry or short fiction about her a lot.
Watching that sad piece of shit really made an impression on me. I’d been hokey about women before, but you never really understand what a loser you look like until you see it in others. Since that time, I’ve come to understand that being dumped, rejected, or put in the friend-zone is really not a big deal. At all.
Who gives a shit? Friends are cool. That weirdo shit, “I’ve got enough friends!” just seems crazy because studies indicate the wealthiest people have the most friends and had those friends BEFORE they were wealthy. What the hell is the problem with having one more friend? And just to cut through the bullshit even more, what’s up with only wanting pussy/penis? You pretended that there was something about that person you found intriguing, but now that they won’t give you some leg you suddenly realize they suck? If someone was cool as a love interest, they’re also cool as a friend.
There’s nearly 4b women on Earth and 65% of them are roughly the age people in the western world consider “fuckable”. So fuck fixation. Fuck acting like a possessive weirdo dickhead. There’s enough for everyone. Similar stats exist for dudes.
Stop acting like you’re in the Notebook when you’re really in Fear / Swim Fan.
this is such an excellent post.
Emphasis mine. I would also like to add that “friend zoning” or what I call “bro boxing” happens to girls too. And it sucks when the person you like doesn’t like you, male or female. I don’t get as worked up about it as dudes do with “friend zoning”. Fuck that. If you’re an interesting person and we get along: you’re considered my friend. If I find you attractive but you don’t find me attractive… we’re still gonna be friends. And I’ll be upset and a little bit disappointed but as long as you don’t lead me on? I’ll still want to hang out with you. Male or female.
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28 1 / 2012
LOOK AT THIS CUTE SNORING MOUSE
IT’S SO ADORABLE I WANT TO DIE
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