DiscordianMarxist
When I was 12 boys slid their hand up my thigh and slapped my butt. I smiled and took it because I didn’t know it was okay to say stop. I didn’t know that I could say no. So, when the principal calls telling me my daughter is suspended for punching a boy who wouldn’t stop touching her, I will cook her favorite meals. When she tells me how she cursed at the boy who wouldn’t move his hands off her knee even though she asked him to, I will smile and pull out her favorite movie to watch together. I will celebrate the fact that she accepts her body as her own and knows she has the right to say no. I never want my daughter to think her body belongs to men, because it is her own and my god should she be proud. I will teach her it’s more than okay to say stop, something I wish I had known when I was that age.

don’t be soft, let the world know you exist // 5-26-14 // 9:01AM (via restrictedthoughts)

OH MY GOD FUCKIN YES PREAAAACH THIS IS SO FUCKIN RIGHT

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merchant-shipss:

renton-gg:

pardon-my-tits:

butnobodyknowsme:

Sex workers are human beings…. from cam models to strippers to porn stars. It may not be your cup o’ tea (mmm, tea), but it doesn’t give you the right to disrespect or shame them. 

Reblogging this again because people think that just because someone is a sex worker, means that they are not intelligent, can’t have normal lives, and treat them like complete shit.

I will always reblog this. We get way too much shit for just doing a JOB.

fuckin this

im-cool-like-that:

4 Week Old Kitten, Marshmallow 

Attention is the rarest and purest form of generosity.
Simone Weil (via psych-facts)

ninjasexfarty:

Important, always-relevant comic done by the wonderful Ursa Eyer.

The price of anything is the amount of life you exchange for it.
Henry David Thoreau (via psych-facts)
The sign of intelligence is that you are constantly wondering. Idiots are always dead sure about every damn thing they are doing in their life.
Vasudev (via psych-facts)
Perhaps, somewhere, some day, at a less miserable time, we may see each other again.
Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita  (via astrowomyn)
The real question is not whether life exists after death. The real question is whether you are alive before death.
Osho (via occult101)
The taser isn’t being used for defense. It’s being used to punish somebody for being uncooperative. At this point it’s basically an instrument of torture.