Once You Collect A Good Amount Of Scenes You Can Give Them A Cronological Order Which Represents A Grow

Si el genero te oprime, no hay que diversifecarlo. Hay que abolirlo.

If gender oppresses you, it should not be diversified. It should be abolished.

Chilean feminists are badass.

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Yes, all men

"not all men because is your father amongst them??" Yes, he is, all my male relatives are oppressors, to their wives, to their sisters, to their daughters and to all the women they encounter.

Because they also participate in the same circle of abuse and hate, they are a part of the patriarchy and it wouldn't still exist if they weren't such willing participants, if they cared for us, then why are they not enraged by what happens to us on a daily basis?!

Go read my fics!

fanfic writers are so fucking awesome in the sense that they can take one single scene, that lasts less than a minute, from the source material and turn that one single scene into a 40k word long fic with depth, feels, character study and development and create a whole storyline out of that one single canonical moment.

fanfic writers are so fucking awesome in the sense that they can take one single scene, that lasts less than a minute, from the source material and write 40 entirely different fics about that one single canonical moment and each one of those fics are literal masterpieces.

shout out to us fanfic writers ♡♡♡♡♡♡

Era un pinche abrazo mucho pedir, gege?

final chapter

Isn't it like sooo wrong that once we grow older we get catcalled the less?

How old were you when you were first catcalled?

Under 11

11-12

13-14

15-16

17-18

18+

I've never been catcalled

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This one conversation between my dad and a friend of his always sticks with me.

My dad was talking about this time when we were on vacation and really needed somewhere to pee, so we went into this random bar and asked if we could use their bathroom. I was 12 at the time and just remember everyone in there being really nice (especially since it was noon and hardly anyone was there).

But later I come to find out, it was a gay bar. My dad was retelling this story at dinner to his friend. It was a family thing; I was probably around 22 by that time. It really struck me then, the way my dad talked about it. He talked about how uncomfortable for him it felt to be there. It wasn’t like anyone was hitting on him or anything. But just being in an environment, surrounded by people he knew were attracted to him and could be sizing him up…he said that made him feel uncomfortable and objectified. He said the skimpy posters of men in speedos in the bathroom made him feel like that too.

It really pissed me off. I didn’t let it show, but I asked him this simple question: “Dad, did you ever consider that how you felt in that gay bar is how I feel every time I step into public, as a woman?” He had absolutely no response. He was completely taken aback by that consideration.

Because it’s true. I’ve been catcalled since age 14, probably earlier without knowing. I’ve lived my whole life knowing that a lot of men—who I am absolutely disgusted at being seen/touched by too, by the way—are constantly looking at me, constantly thinking sexual thoughts about me, and constantly undressing me with their eyes. Since I was a toddler, I have been bombarded with images of airbrushed models in bikinis advertising things as simple as toothpaste to me. And I considered it normal because of how frequently it happened to me and how it was expected of women to accept that kind of treatment.

I’m not saying my dad is a bad person. But men in general have no idea how it feels to be raised under conditions like that and the psychological damage it does to you. They fundamentally do not understand and probably never will. And yet they still think they have the right to speak over us whenever possible.

Cute

Artober day 2: S-rank mission