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my feminist goal is not to convince men that girls are of value, my feminist goal is to achieve a future where the judgement of our value isn’t in the hands of men. 

and this goes for, especially goes for, trans girls, girls of colour, disabled girls and LGBTQA+ girls. 

girls, all girls, and if you believe otherwise don’t reblog this.   

Next to Normal Sets

What does the world look like without the snow


Idk man people say tumblr “slacktivsm” doesn’t do anything but when I see people reblogging stuff about bisexual erasure and biphobia, especially if they aren’t bi or pan themselves, it makes me feel supported and safe and reaffirms my identity and I think that’s pretty rad.



Anime blog: *text post making fun of anime*

no one hates anime as much as the people who watch anime




people who dry swallow pills go hard as hell and should not be fucked with

i used to dry swallow pills until a searing pain developed in my throat and chest and with the help of the world wide web i found out it burned a hole in my fucking throat please take your pills with water kiddies it’s worth it





I never get tired of this photo.
Ella Fitzgerald was not allowed to play at Mocambo because of her race. Then, one of Ella’s biggest fans made a telephone call that quite possibly changed the path of her career for good. Here, Ella tells the story of how Marilyn Monroe changed her life:
“I owe Marilyn Monroe a real debt… she personally called the owner of the Mocambo, and told him she wanted me booked immediately, and if he would do it, she would take a front table every night. She told him – and it was true, due to Marilyn’s superstar status – that the press would go wild. The owner said yes, and Marilyn was there, front table, every night. The press went overboard. After that, I never had to play a small jazz club again. She was an unusual woman – a little ahead of her times. And she didn’t know it.”

jesus christ this is so much better than all of the “you don’t have to be size zero!!!!!” and “i don’t mind living in a man’s world if i can be a woman!!!!!!!” bullshit related to marilyn monroe i see.

sisterhood yo….


Anonymous said: have you actually ever had experience with any gender? is that how you came to identify yourself as asexual?

Sexual, no. Never even been kissed. I don’t join grind lines or whatever those are called. They scare me to death tbh.

Okay I’m gonna give the whole story of how I figured out my sexuality.

So when I was like, in fifth grade, I received a surprisingly good sex education. They left out some of the parts about sex itself, but they explained about pregnancy and contraception and abortion from a fairly liberal point of view, which is amazing considering I live in the South and this was at my church. The biggest thing I remember from that was the part discussing homosexuality (AND BISEXUALITY BELIEVE IT OR NOT). Before that, the idea of dating a girl was laughable but intriguing. Not exactly something I desired or sought after, I just thought it didn’t happen. But also around that time when I learned homosexuality is a thing I was also exposed to homophobia for the first time. Keep in mind this was fifth grade. I didn’t know why at the time, I just thought being homophobic is normal because being gay isn’t and that wa how things were.

That year was also the year I started noticing girls as much as I notice guys. Not sexually or anything, I just liked how aesthetically pleasing it is to look at curves and long flowing hair, which little fifth grade me associated with being a girl. Unfortunately, due to the large amounts of homophobia I was exposed to at school, I panicked. I didn’t even know some Christians consider gayness a sin, I just wanted to be normal in at least one aspect of my life and I wanted a boyfriend and a husband and to maybe have kids. I didn’t want to be the butt of people’s jokes. I remember praying a lot that I wasn’t gay, and eventually the problem was pushed back to the back of my mind.

Throughout middle school this occasionally came back. More panicking, more praying. I learned that people think it’s a sin in sixth grade on an Internet forum. That confused me, why would God hate gay people? (Answer: he doesn’t). I also first talked to someone who identified as gay. I was just kinda like whoa ok. That was about the time I started opening my mind up. Maybe not to the point of considering being gay but I wanted to learn.

In eighth grade, a friend of mine came out as bi. A lot of drama followed that I don’t like to think about, but I remember one time she said I looked hot in a camisole. I was just kinda like, whoa no guy has ever told me that?

Freshman year hit, drama cleared up for the most part. I was so confused. I realized I still wasn’t sexually attracted to guys. I thought “maybe I am gay?” But I pushed that thought from my head because I wasn’t sexually attracted to girls either.

One day I was screwing around on Wikipedia and I found an article about asexuality. I was like wait a second and then proceeded to devote a day to researching and researching. That was actually my first experience with tumblr, I ended up on a blog about asexuality. I remember texting Lydia and telling her because I didn’t really have anyone else to tell at that point in my life.

A few weeks later I remember sitting in a church van on the way to bible study and I was thinking about cuddling and I realized tht if you aren’t having sex with a person why would their genitals matter? (I was a little cissexist) So I started calling myself panromantic. That helped make my “gay scares” of middle school make sense. I wasn’t completely open to the idea of dating a girl until I got a crush on a then-close friend of mine. I was amazed at how it didn’t feel weird, it was just love. You know? But the rest of that story isn’t one I wanna recount anytime soon so basically I was like you know what I like girls more than boys even though there are still some cute boys

More stuff has developed since then but I’m tired and you only asked for the asexual part. Sorry lol.
#cisexism #homophobia

implodingfeels said: summer lovers change themselves for love

I’ve got chills~

The point of the ALS Ice Bucket Challenge

the point of pouring a shit ton of ice water over yourself is because when one suffers from amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS) one of the affects the disease has is a numbness throughout the body, as well as struggling to breathe, and both these are meant to temporarily happen when doused in freezing water. It’s to raise awareness of what ALS feels like and encourage donations towards research and cures.


just reminding everyone i have an ask box

Poorly describe a musical in my ask, and I will try to guess it.