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Pocahontas + scenery

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fxrensicate:

classicrockboy:

this was the best scene ever… of all time

I need this in my life at all times.

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"

It’s Monday. I’m going home at 6pm and a middle aged man and a teenage boy are the only people left on the bus with me. I consider the fact that because the driver is also a man I am the only person left on the bus with the correct genetic makeup for boobs. I’m automatically scared, scared because of my own anatomy. I wonder how old I was when I realized that my own body was going to be the cause of the constant anxiety and fear I feel in situations like this. I get off at the last stop and the older man smiles at me while following me up the street. His smile drips, drips, drips and my heart is pounding, pounding, pounding. He turns off down another road, but I run the rest of the way home.

Not all men.

I’m at home on a Tuesday, beginning to plan the travels I want to go on next year. I dream of wandering the streets and meeting strangers. I just can’t wait to escape the city I’ve lived in for 17 long years. But… my mum is hesitant. She’s forever worried about the danger that being a young girl traveling alone can bring. I’ll be alone and she’s scared. Surely I’m invincible. I feel invincible. But I know, I know this danger is real and I can’t help but think to myself, if I feel unsafe in my own city, how am i going to feel in a strange place with strange men who don’t speak the same language as me? If I was my brother planning this, I would probably just be wondering if European girls are going to be hot.

Not all men.

Wednesday is a beautiful sunny day but I’ve always been told that I don’t have a “nice enough body” to wear a bikini on the beach. Ever since I was 6 years old I’ve thought that having tummy fat was ugly. That skin that doesn’t have a perfectly golden glow is undesirable. I amble to a clear patch of sand in my one piece and I can feel pairs of eyes latching onto me. Hairy men in speedos who I don’t look twice at eat into my body with their stares. I’m a piece of meat. I am a piece of meat? I am here for their amusement. Please don’t let me be eaten alive.

Not all men.

Thursday night two friends and I are walking to our god damn school dance when we hear “Jesus look at you! You sluts heading to a pole?” These words snarl out of the mouth of a respectably dressed man and we stop in horror. Shivers roll up my back in fear. It’s dark. We are alone. What. Do. We. Do??? One of us pulls the finger back. I can never be sure how quickly a sexist man can get angry so we walk quickly away. We’re angry, so so angry. But also so… deflated. I wonder if we deserve this shame.

Not all men.

Sitting on the internet, Friday night and scrolling down my Facebook newsfeed:

“Haha, good job at the game today bro. You RAPED them!”
“Damn with tits like that, you’re asking for it :P”

Another sexist comment…
Another sexist comment…
Another sexist comment…

I’m shrinking and shrinking and shrinking and I want to CRY because these boys don’t realize how small they make me feel with just pressing a few keys. I see these boys on the streets, I talk to these boys, I laugh with these boys. Dear GOD, dear GOD i hope these boys don’t think actions speak louder than words…

Not all men.

Three rules that have been drilled into me since I was young run through my mind at 1.30am on a Satur… Sunday Morning:

-Don’t ever talk to strange men
-Don’t ever be alone at night in a strange place
-Don’t ever get into a car with a stranger

I break all 3 of these laws as I pull open the taxi door. Making light conversation with the driver, he doesn’t see my sweaty hand clutching the small pocket knife I keep hidden on me at all times. He doesn’t even realize the fear I feel at his mere presence. He cannot comprehend it, he never will. How easy would this 15 minute car ride be if I was born a boy?

Not all men.

It comes to Sunday, another snoozy, sleepy, Sunday and someone has the AUDACITY to tell me not all men are rapists. I say nothing.

I’m a 17 year old girl.
When I am walking alone and it’s dark, it’s all men.
When I am in a car with a man I don’t know well, it’s all men.
When men drunkenly leer at me on the streets, it’s all men.
When a boy won’t leave me alone at a party, it’s all men.

Not all men are rapists. But for a young girl like me? Every one of them has the potential to be.

Not.
All.
Men.

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a piece i wrote for an english assignment about my personal experiences with rape culture, in particular with the saying “not all men” which i know has been makin a lot of controversy on the internet recently! idk just wanted to share (via trueho)

I am almost in tears because this hit me so hard

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"I think if you show up and you work hard and you’re straightforward, you can always create your own opportunities. I hope I’m right."

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mjwatson:

aliveandquivering:

PLEASE WATCH THE WHOLE THING

if you keep reblogging celebs dumping water all over themselves, even if you’re not, please watch this. please please please watch this.

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The X-Files by Andy Helms 

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In 1982 Dustin Hoffman made a movie called ‘Tootsie’. It was a comedy about a male actor looking for work but a lot of the work was going to female actors. In an attempt to find work he transformed himself into the female form. It’s a great movie but the reasons Hoffman were inspiring and had an influence on my perspective. He asked the executives at Columbia Pictures to make him look l like a woman and if they couldn’t do it, then the picture wouldn’t be made. They were able to make him look like a woman but Hoffman wanted more. Dustin Hoffman stated:

"Now you have me looking like a woman, now make me a beautiful woman because I thought I should be beautiful. If I was going to be a woman I would want to be as beautiful as possible. And they said to me ‘That’s as good as it gets, that’s as beautiful as we can get you Charlie’. And it was at that moment I had an epiphany and I went home and started crying talking to my wife and I said ‘I have to make this picture’. And she said ‘Why?’ and I said ‘Because I think I’m an interesting woman when I look at myself on screen and I know if I met myself at a party I would never talk to that character because she doesn’t fulfill physically the demands that we’re brought up to think woman have to have in order for us to ask them out’. She say’s ‘What are you saying?’ and I said ‘There’s too many interesting women I have not had the experience to know in this life because I have been brainwashed.’"

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Nicole Kidman, photographed by Steven Klein for INTERVIEW, Sep 2014.

(click the image for extremely high-res photo.)

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