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Hannah. Twenty-something. INTJ. Libra. Always looking to talk feminism or fandom. Will work for wine, cheese, & avocados. Or a vodka tonic.

Out of the ash
I rise with my red hair
And I eat men like air.

-Sylvia Plath, Lady Lazarus


men in bars: wow I sure hope this girl doesn't reject me
women in bars: wow I sure hope that guy looking at me isn't a literal murderer
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One of the most durable paradoxes of white supremacy - the idea that those who are closest to an experience of oppression are its least credible witnesses.

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Walter Johnson, Soul by soul: life inside the antebellum slave market
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This is the type of violence, from microaggressions to epistemic violence to emotional/physical violence to enslavement/genocide, that gets justified by asserting that the oppressor is “objective” and “logical” and thereby “credible.” As if there is objectivity in choosing to oppress. As if the emotions of entitlement, indifference, greed or hatred aren’t involved. 

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lenienna:

*sees spoiler warning for a thing i like* oh no *reads it anyway* shit i’ve been spoiled

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There’s no point to a guy yelling, “Hey sexy baby” at me out of the passenger window of a car as it speeds past. Even if I was into creepy misogynists and wanted to give him my number, I couldn’t. The car didn’t even slow down. But that’s okay, because he wasn’t actually hitting on me. The point wasn’t to proposition me or chat me up. The only point was to remind me, and all women, that our bodies are his to stare at, assess, comment on, even touch. “Hey sexy baby” is the first part of a sentence that finishes, “this is your daily message from the patriarchy, reminding you that your body is public property”.

- My First Name Ain’t Baby: ‘Hey Baby’ and Street Harassment (via official-mens-frights-activist)

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yoyomarules:

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facina-oris:

You think I’m not a goddess?
Try me.
This is a torch song.
Touch me and you’ll burn.

season one in pastels

laughingcrying:

chalriepace:

nah man life doesn’t get better when you educate yourself about feminism. life gets considerably harder. bc all of a sudden you pick up on all of these problematic things people you care about say and you start noticing every little way women are degraded and held down in society and you become hyperaware of how you speak and what you say and it’s really, really difficult and tiresome.

  

mirandaadria:

I’m so sick of seeing people say “feminism is about *~*equality*~*!!!”

The end goal of feminism IS equality, but feminism itself is about liberation: from white supremacy, from homophobia, from sexism, and all other forms of oppressive thought and behavior.

Without first dismantling the systems that keep us oppressed, equality is impossible.

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kath-ballantyne:

bewaretheides315:

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bluberryjelly:

starkednlokid:

 

Admit it we were all a little bummed out that the old lady didn’t actually all that badass fighting in this scene

I WAS DEVASTATED

Agreed

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I choose to believe that before the Alzheimer’s really set in Peggy and a bunch of the other retired ladies of SHIELD used to tell their families they were going out for bingo nights and then drive into the roughest parts of the city to bring some sweet vigilante justice. Nobody ever heard about it because none of the criminals were ever willing to admit they got their asses kicked by a bunch of grandmas, but there was a sudden drop in crimes against the elderly in DC. 

 It got better

bjhunnicutts:

'there are no wolves in california'

ladies as the leads au;

erica reyes gets bitten by a werewolf while out in the woods and must try to hide her secret with the help of her best friend lydia martin and the mysterious werewolf laura hale, while dating allison argent, the daughter of the local werewolf hunter. [inspiration]