I was brushing flour off of the counter and didn’t realize he was watching me cook
target is getting so chill
"if feminists want equality does this mean we can punch women now?"
go ahead chicken shit punch me in the fucking face. i will shove your entire upper body into your own ass and make you fuck yourself from the inside out
all the tweets about being impressed with one direction after their performance on snl might as well read “i’m an elitist asshole who pretends not to like pop and now this sounds indie enough that i can admit to liking it in public instead of secretly jamming to them in my car while no one is looking”
#ss SNOW SNOW SN WO ❄️⛄️❄️
If you disagree with feminism then you are either oppressive or you do not understand what feminism is.
i was cuddling this guy once n he had his head on my chest n just whispered “what did you just think about?” and i went “netflix” becus i was thinkin about netflix and he just went
"oh. your heart sped up and i… ok"
yo automatically labelling every guy wearing a dress genderqueer/trans* is harmful, because what you are basically saying is that no man can ever engage in femininity - whereas women have been wearing trousers and suits for years and yet those traditionally masculine items of clothing are ‘gender neutral’. you’re trying to break down archaic gender roles but you’re just enforcing them in a different way. masculinity is not neutral. c’mon.
This is my son, Chester, who is nearly 4. He was invited to his friend Chloe’s birthday party today, the theme was prince and princesses. He asked if he could go as Sleeping Beauty, so I bought him a dress and put a cute little clip in his hair.
We arrived at the party to the following comments from the adults present:
“Oh that is just cruel.”
"Why did you make him wear a dress?"
"Poor little man, what’s your mummy playing at?"
"He’s going to hate you when he grows up."
"No way I’d let my son dress like a girl."
The fact is, Chester is almost completely gender neutral. I let him wear what he wants, be it boys or girls clothes, and he plays with whatever toys he likes. This usually involves him holding tea parties while wearing his pink Minnie Mouse top, jeans and a tiara. The guests are more often than not a mixture of Winnie The Pooh characters, dinosaurs, Barbie, Dora and solders, and they’re usually transported in his favorite fire engine.
When my husband arrived at the party later on, he was subjected to endless ridicule from the other dad’s present about how I must keep his balls in my back pocket because otherwise he would have put his foot down and not allowed Chester out like that. Oh, and by the way, our other son dressed as Ariel. When my husband pointed out that the boys were happy, and the mother of the birthday child made a point of saying how wonderful she thought it was that we allowed them freedom of choice and expression, they then stopped talking about it to our faces and started muttering about us behind our backs.
Interestingly enough, not a single child said a word about their choice of costumes, other than to compliment Chester on his new dress.
i lov sorf
a good friend sent me this screenshot from his facebook feed today and wow
can we just talk about male assault for a second
and how shit like this is why men are less likely to report being raped because society tells them that they “got lucky” or whatever the fuck bullshit that is
and how there’s people like this who think that’s just the funniest shit they’ve ever heard
not to mention that “joke,” meaning that if you don’t enjoy being raped by the opposite gender then well you MUST be gay
hilarious. sexual assault is so fucking hilarious. wow, you’re all comedy geniuses; your parents must be so damn proud.
because absolutely none of this is funny.
I’m literally ill