“Rape culture is telling girls and women to be careful about what you wear, how you wear it, how you carry yourself, where you walk, when you walk there, with whom you walk, whom you trust, what you do, where you do it, with whom you do it, what you drink, how much you drink, whether you make eye contact, if you’re alone, if you’re with a stranger, if you’re in a group, if you’re in a group of strangers, if it’s dark, if the area is unfamiliar, if you’re carrying something, how you carry it, what kind of shoes you’re wearing in case you have to run, what kind of purse you carry, what jewelry you wear, what time it is, what street it is, what environment it is, how many people you sleep with, what kind of people you sleep with, who your friends are, to whom you give your number, who’s around when the delivery guy comes, to get an apartment where you can see who’s at the door before they can see you, to check before you open the door to the delivery guy, to own a dog or a dog-sound-making machine, to get a roommate, to take self-defense, to always be alert always pay attention always watch your back always be aware of your surroundings and never let your guard down for a moment lest you be sexually assaulted and if you are and didn’t follow all the rules it’s your fault.”—
One of my favorite I’ve ever read on a blog, because it’s so damn true, that I almost cried out of frustration and recognition when reading it. Also what I used to explain to my boyfriend why I was upset when he was using “rape” casually while playing video games. He understood.
“Because nerds like us are allowed to be unironically enthusiastic about stuff… Nerds are allowed to love stuff, like jump-up-and-down-in-the-chair-can’t-control-yourself love it. Hank, when people call people nerds, mostly what they’re saying is ‘you like stuff.’ Which is just not a good insult at all. Like, you are just too enthusiastic about the miracle of human consciousness.”—John Green (via dftbawkward) (via loverwife) (via koriannespeaks) (via itfeelslikegold) (via fuckyeahnerdfighters)
Sort By Song Title: First Song: The Accidental Death of Effie - Break of Reality Last Song: 69 Tea - Seether
Shortest Song: Horrible Theme - Dr. Horrible’s Sing Along Blog Soundtrack (00:10) Longest Song: Miserere - Palestrina: Missa Papae Marcelli & Allegri: Miserere, recorded by the Choir Of Westminster Abbey & Simon Preston (11:51)
First Album: Affirmation - Savage Garden Last Album: 12 Stones - 12 Stones
First Song That Comes Up On Shuffle: Plastic Man - Seether
Search The Following & State How Many Songs Come Up: Death - 2 Life - 51 Love - 21 Hate - 2 You - 94 Sex - 0
Not that I like drama, but if you remove credit and I say something, don’t come here to tell me off that I’m wrong when every person who reblogged from you is missing that exact same credit.
“If you’re sitting at home in your undershirt, watching TV, worried about terrorism, and at the same time objecting to the person who’s putting their life on the line so that your family will be protected, then you’re the worst kind of fucking asshole there is.”—Seth MacFarlane on people who are against gays in the military (via equalitopia | apsies) (via savingpaper) (via swingset)
I am ___ tall. 5’0” or shorter 5’1” or 5’2” 5’3” or 5’4” 5’5” or 5’6” 5’7” or 5’8” 5’9” or 6’0” 6’1” or taller
My hair is naturally the color ___. Light brown Medium brown Dark brown Blonde Black Dirty blonde Strawberry blonde
My hair’s natural texture is ___. Curly Wavy Straight A combination of things Nappy
My eyes are ___. Brown Blue Green Grey Hazel Light brown A combination of things
My sexual orientation is ___. Straight Gay Bisexual.
I am a ___. Male Female
My favorite kinds of music are ___.. Rock Indie Metal Techno Pop Gothic metal Punk Ska Hip-hop Rap Reggae Old school rap Folk rock Classical
My favorite places to shop include ___. Hot Topic Claire’s Abercrombie Hollister American Eagle Aeropostale Wet Seal Wal*Mart KMart Target Charlotte Russe Delia*s Spencer’s eBay Shopping online Thrift shops Garage sales Urban Outfitters Pac Sun Mandee’s Modell’s Forever 21
Adjectives that describe me are ___. Funny Serious Sensitive Strong-willed Determined Lazy Procrastinator Loving Compassionate Bad tempered Hard to please People-pleaser Leader Follower Perky Depressing Exciting Interesting Weird Unique Normal
People sometimes label me as ___, even though I don’t really care. Prep Punk Goth Grunge Slut Gangster Girly Tomboy Prude Teacher’s pet Nerd Geek
My longest relationship was ___. 1 month or less 2 months 3 months 4 months 5 months 6 months 7 months 8 months 9 months 10 months 11 months A year+ Two years or more I’ve never been in a real relationship
Some of my biggest fears are ___. Spiders/other insects Dying Rape Doctor/dentist appointments Hospitals Needles Disease Being alone in the dark Heights Small spaces Oceans/large bodies of water Holes Large animals Small animals Dying young Old people I have too many
I have ___. A best friend A boyfriend A girlfriend A friend with benefits A computer in my room A television in my room Good grades My own car More than 5 good friends Married parents
Yes, I am naturally blonde, but have not been blonde since about high school. I also consider myself to be lucky to have my eyes, which are blue with a ring of hazel around the pupil.
I also added in classical myself, because it’s pretty narrow-minded of this survey not to have it, in my opinion.
All day long I have been hearing about a 40-year-old fashion designer that, for whatever reason, chose to take life for granted and selfishly commit suicide, and what an injustice it is.
Right now there is a woman in Canada named Eva who has come to terms with the end stages of her cystic fibrosis. A few hours ago she posted a video on her blog to tell everyone that she loves them, that she feels so much love, that she will spend the next few days basking in it, and goodbye.
She’s 25 years old.
She’s 25 years old and she has made so much more of her life than most of us could ever hope, and she’s having it taken away from her.
“Rather than choosing an established/evolved talent (Beyoncé) or a revolutionary (Lady Gaga), the Grammys chose someone who, according to her lyrics, has spent her entire life waiting for phone calls and dreaming about horses and sunsets.”
What were they thinking, horses and sunsets, when they could have had someone whose entire musical career has amounted to “look at how hot I am?” Wow, they sure screwed up there!
I’m sorry, on what planet does Beyonce have real talent? Pitchscat while nearly naked does not a singer make.