Men want what they want.
So much of our culture caters to giving men what they want. A high school student invites model Kate Upton to attend his prom, and he’s congratulated for his audacity. A male fan at a Beyoncé concert reaches up to the stage to slap her ass because her ass is there, her ass is magnificent, and he wants to feel it. The science fiction fandom community is once again having a heated discussion, across the Internet, about the ongoing problem of sexual harassment at conventions — countless women are telling all manner of stories about how, without their consent, they are groped, ogled, lured into hotel rooms under false pretenses, physically lifted off the ground, and more.
But men want what they want. We should all lighten up.
It’s hard not to feel humorless as a woman and a feminist, to recognize misogyny in so many forms, some great and some small, and know you’re not imagining things. It’s hard to be told to lighten up because if you lighten up any more, you’re going to float the fuck away. The problem is not that one of these things is happening, it’s that they are all happening, concurrently and constantly.
These are just songs. They are just jokes. They are just movies. It’s just a hug. They’re just breasts. Smile, you’re beautiful. Can’t a man pay you a compliment? In truth, this is all a symptom of a much more virulent cultural sickness — one where women exist to satisfy the whims of men, one where a woman’s worth is consistently diminished or entirely ignored.
Troye Sivan | The Fault in Our Stars
Just finished this amazing book and then I saw this song. It’s so lovely, Troye Sivan has a great voice.
The Fault In Our Stars is so brilliantly written (the book), can’t recommend it enough.
she’s a fat whore.
a straight up tragedy.
lookin in the mirror
to asses her adequacy,
livin in this theater act
that is an attack
on her perfection,
she hates her face
and her midsection,
she wants surgical corrections
but doesn’t know
that there is no
cure to the complexion
wow that was powerful
It’s been an exhausting year
1. I am temporarily done with exams
2. I don’t have bowel cancer (99.999999% sure)
3. I’m going to see Beyonce tonight!!!!!!!!
So good to feel relaxed after what has been the most stressful month of my life.
I don’t think anyone realises how much I don’t want to move house.
Been in the same house since 1997 and now I’m moving to the middle of nowhere.