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Hi, hola, bonjour, ciao!
My name is Maria
Me llamo María
Je m'appelle Maria (si vous voulez m'appeler marié, c'est bien aussi)
Mi chiamo Maria

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I don’t think a greater truth has ever been spoken holy shit

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A boy sprawled next to me on the bus, elbows out, knee pointing sharp into my thigh.
He frowned at me when I uncrossed my legs, unfolded my hands
and splayed out like boys are taught to: all big, loose limbs.
I made sure to jab him in the side with my pretty little sharp purse.
At first he opened his mouth like I expected him to, but instead of speaking up he sat there, quiet, and took it for the whole bus ride.
Like a girl.

Once, a boy said my anger was cute, and he laughed,
and I remember thinking that I should sit there and take it,
because it isn’t ladylike to cause a scene and girls aren’t supposed to raise their voices.
But then he laughed again and all I saw
was my pretty little sharp nails digging into his cheek
before drawing back and making a horribly unladylike fist.
(my teacher informed me later that there is no ladylike way of making a fist.)

When we were both in the principal’s office twenty minutes later
him with a bloody mouth and cheek, me with skinned knuckles,
I tried to explain in words that I didn’t have yet
that I was tired of having my emotions not taken seriously
just because I’m a girl.

Girls are taught: be small, so boys can be big.
Don’t take up any more space than absolutely necessary.
Be small and smooth with soft edges
and hold in the howling when they touch you and it hurts:
the sandpaper scrape of their body hair that we would be shamed for having,
the greedy hands that press too hard and too often take without asking permission.

Girls are taught: be quiet and unimposing and oh so small
when they heckle you with their big voices from the window of a car,
because it’s rude to scream curse words back at them, and they’d just laugh anyway.
We’re taught to pin on smiles for the boys who jeer at us on the street
who see us as convenient bodies instead of people.

Girls are taught: hush, be hairless and small and soft,
so we sit there and take it and hold in the howling,
pretend to be obedient lapdogs instead of the wolves we are.
We pin pretty little sharp smiles on our faces instead of opening our mouths,
because if we do we get accused of silly women emotions
blowing everything out of proportion with our PMS, we get
condescending pet names and not-so-discreet eyerolls.

Once, I got told I punched like a girl.
I told him, Good. I hope my pretty little sharp rings leave scars.

'My Perfume Doubles As Mace,' theappleppielifestyle. (via queenofeden)

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fortimesareachangin:

we teach girls to be virgins/not sleep around and we teach men the exact opposite…that having sex with more women will make them more manly.

but in order for women and men to both perform their gender roles… this can’t function. unless the sex that happens lacks consent….

if women don’t sleep…

The rape joke is that you were eight.
The rape joke is that at the time,
you didn’t know people had sex to express love.
The rape joke is that the only other person
who’d seen you naked was your mom.
The rape joke is that he called you ‘beautiful’ first.
The rape joke is that he held your hands together
and told you to ‘try harder’ when you struggled.
The rape joke is that you believed him
when he told you were overreacting.
The rape joke is that your grandma
called him a nice boy and asked him to stay for dinner.
The rape joke is that he winked at you
when you apologized to your parents for not coming
downstairs the first time you were called.
The rape joke is that his friends
high-fived him for “getting some.”
The rape joke is that you still don’t feel like
you’ve regrown the pieces he stole.
The rape joke is that he was conceived when his
dad slapped himself into his snoring mother.
The rape joke is that her friends told her
she was lucky someone wanted her.
The rape joke is that each year in the United States,
32,000 other women’s bellies
ripen with life against their will.
The rape joke is that he never learned
to touch without scarring.
The rape joke is that your classmate thinks
‘have you seen what asses look like in yoga pants?’
is an argument.
The rape joke is your new boyfriend kissing
you and telling you he ‘raped’ his math test.
The rape joke is that ‘Why are girls so scared of rape? Y’all should feel pride that a guy risked his life in jail just to fuck you’
is a popular Tweet right now.
The rape joke is that you wake up to
the memory of him laughing,
“now that wasn’t so bad, was it?”
The rape joke is that it’s been twelve years and
you still quiver when someone touches you.
The rape joke is that he hasn’t stopped laughing.
The rape joke is that you forgot how to.
The Rape Joke | Lora Mathis
Inspired by this. (via soggypoetry)

The rape joke isn’t funny and never has been (via withcuriosity)

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keep-calm-stay-healthy:

size10plz:

optimuspham:

i hope that someone, somewhere, sees this and is actually affected by it enough to make a change. this is terrible.

Unacceptable.

If you are or someone you know is in a situation where there is physical or emotional abuse here is a list of numbers and directories so you can get some help/advice for the situation. In an emergency call 911 or your country’s emergency service number if you need immediate assistance or have already been hurt.

In the US: Call the National Domestic Violence Hotline at 1-800-799-SAFE(7233) or TTY 1-800-787-3224

Canada: call the National Domestic Violence Hotline at 1-800-363-9010

UK: call Women’s Aid at 0808 2000 247

Australia: Call 1800RESPECT at 1800 737 732. The website also allows you to chat with a qualified and experienced counsellor

New Zealand: Women’s Refuge - 0800733843

Are You Ok - 0800 456 450 (the website is full of information and support services contacts for families experiencing violence).

Worldwide: Visit International Directory of Domestic Violence Agencies for a global lists of helplines, shelters, and crisis centres.

reblogging again for numbers 

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[[trigger warning: rape]]

In response to the Steubenville, Ohio teen rape case, West Virginia U.S. Attorney William J. Ihlenfeld is launching a program to teach high school athletes not to post evidence of rape online.

It’s called “Project Future,” and his goal is to teach teens how to avoid getting in trouble with the law by using cell phones, cameras, and social media “responsibly.” Instead of teaching teens not to rape, the U.S. Attorney wants to teach them not to get caught.

This is rape culture at work: The very people who are in charge of enforcing our laws look at a cruel, brutal attack on a young girl and think, “If only the teens hadn’t posted photographic evidence online.”

"Project Future" (via alchemy)

what

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just brilliant

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Instead of teaching teens not to rape, the U.S. Attorney wants to teach them not to get caught.

Let that sink all the way in. Then check your voter registration again.

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fit-is-healthy:

girlgrowingsmall:

blonde-swanson:

joiya:

stfueverything:

feministcaptainmorgan:

darkmagneton:

lifeofkeylimepie:

"My big brother Ethan, who had Down syndrome, was killed by three police officers earlier this year. His crime? Not buying a $12 movie ticket. And now the police officers who killed my brother are getting off with no consequences. On January 12, 2013, my brother Ethan went to the movies. When the movie was over, he returned to his seat to see it again. Three police officers told Ethan he had to leave, but Ethan didn’t understand why. He got frustrated and afraid when the officers told him he was going to jail. His aide came into the theater and told the officers that they should not touch Ethan because it would only make him more upset. He needed time to process their request. But the officers didn’t listen. Witnesses say they threw Ethan to the ground and piled on top of him. Seconds later, Ethan couldn’t breathe, and eventually died. The coroner ruled that his death was homicide by asphyxiation. My family waited six months for the truth about what happened that night, but the officers’ own department investigated and decided they deserve no punishment at all.” - Emma Saylor Please signal boost this. I’ve had enough of police brutality. I’ve had enough of innocent people being killed because of people being to ignorant. I’ve had enough. Please sign this petition to get Ethan and his family the justice they deserve. https://www.change.org/petitions/justice-for-ethan-governor-martin-o-malley-we-need-an-independent-investigation?share_id=RKTOgjuOLf

Guys, do this and spread it around, ok.

BOOST. 

I remember hearing about this horrendous incident. Please sign the petition and let’s see these cops get the punishment they deserve for killing an innocent person.

What the hell????

((pukes everywhere))

I don’t normally put petitions and such on this blog, but it has a lot more followers than my personal blog. Please take the time to read this and, if you agree that justice has not been carried out, sign it.

i reblog this everytime i see it

fit-is-healthy:

girlgrowingsmall:

blonde-swanson:

joiya:

stfueverything:

feministcaptainmorgan:

darkmagneton:

lifeofkeylimepie:

"My big brother Ethan, who had Down syndrome, was killed by three police officers earlier this year. His crime? Not buying a $12 movie ticket. And now the police officers who killed my brother are getting off with no consequences.
On January 12, 2013, my brother Ethan went to the movies. When the movie was over, he returned to his seat to see it again. Three police officers told Ethan he had to leave, but Ethan didn’t understand why. He got frustrated and afraid when the officers told him he was going to jail. His aide came into the theater and told the officers that they should not touch Ethan because it would only make him more upset. He needed time to process their request.
But the officers didn’t listen. Witnesses say they threw Ethan to the ground and piled on top of him. Seconds later, Ethan couldn’t breathe, and eventually died. The coroner ruled that his death was homicide by asphyxiation.
My family waited six months for the truth about what happened that night, but the officers’ own department investigated and decided they deserve no punishment at all.” - Emma Saylor
Please signal boost this. I’ve had enough of police brutality. I’ve had enough of innocent people being killed because of people being to ignorant. I’ve had enough. Please sign this petition to get Ethan and his family the justice they deserve. https://www.change.org/petitions/justice-for-ethan-governor-martin-o-malley-we-need-an-independent-investigation?share_id=RKTOgjuOLf

Guys, do this and spread it around, ok.

BOOST. 

I remember hearing about this horrendous incident. Please sign the petition and let’s see these cops get the punishment they deserve for killing an innocent person.

What the hell????

((pukes everywhere))

I don’t normally put petitions and such on this blog, but it has a lot more followers than my personal blog. Please take the time to read this and, if you agree that justice has not been carried out, sign it.

i reblog this everytime i see it

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levicastiel:

If you attack girls for liking stereotypical feminine things you’re doing this feminist thing all wrong

(via leavingonsunday)

Ten rape prevention tips:

1. Don’t put drugs in women’s drinks.

2. When you see a woman walking by herself, leave her alone.

3. If you pull over to help a woman whose car has broken down, remember not to rape her.

4. If you are in an elevator and a woman gets in, don’t rape her.

5. When you encounter a woman who is asleep, the safest course of action is to not rape her.

6. Never creep into a woman’s home through an unlocked door or window, or spring out at her from between parked cars, or rape her.

7. Remember, people go to the laundry room to do their laundry. Do not attempt to molest someone who is alone in a laundry room.

8. Use the Buddy System! If it is inconvenient for you to stop yourself from raping women, ask a trusted friend to accompany you at all times.

9. Carry a rape whistle. If you find that you are about to rape someone, blow the whistle until someone comes to stop you.

10. Don’t forget: Honesty is the best policy. When asking a woman out on a date, don’t pretend that you are interested in her as a person; tell her straight up that you expect to be raping her later. If you don’t communicate your intentions, the woman may take it as a sign that you do not plan to rape her.

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