His face is just like “You bet I would! Fucking love Pringles!”
This fucking fandom
“Don’t forget me”
“I won’t remember anything else”
Women, too, have been socialized to believe that the ultimate arbiters of their appearance are men, that anything they do with their appearance is or should be “for men.” That’s why women’s magazines trip over themselves to offer up advice on “what he wants to see you wearing” and “what men think of these current fashion trends” and “wow him with these new hairstyles.” While women can and do judge each other’s appearance harshly, many of us grew up being told by mothers, sisters, and female strangers that we’ll never “get a man” or “keep a man” unless we do X or lose some fat from Y, unless we moisturize//trim/shave/push up/hide/show/”flatter”/paint/dye/exfoliate/pierce/surgically alter this or that.
That’s also why when a woman wears revealing clothes, it’s okay, in our society, to assume that she’s “looking for attention” or that she’s a slut and wants to sleep with a bunch of guys. Because why else would a woman wear revealing clothes if not for the benefit of men and to communicate her sexual availability to them, right? It can’t possibly have anything to do with the fact that it’s hot out or it’s more comfortable or she likes how she looks in it or everything else is in the laundry or she wants to get a tan or maybe she likes women and wants attention from them, not from men?
The result of all this is that many men, even kind and well-meaning men, believe, however subconsciously, that women’s bodies are for them. They are for them to look at, for them to pass judgment on, for them to bless with a compliment if they deign to do so. They are not for women to enjoy, take pride in, love, accept, explore, show off, or hide as they please. They are for men and their pleasure.
“London Calling”, Natalie Dormer for Cosmopolitan US, 2008
Favourite Characters from the Whoniverse 9/?
↳ Gwen Cooper
‘My best friend’s belly had a bomb go off in it last night. Someone’s been trying to kill us ever since. I’m traveling at 70 miles an hour on top of a bed of potatoes, and I think I’m going to be sick.’
Merlin AU » Merlin Emrys, the youngest prince of Atlantica, has always dreamt of the world above the waves. And when Prince Arthur Pendragon of Camelot falls off his ship during a storm, it’s all Merlin can do but save him. Unable to get the attractive, two-legged prince off his mind, he pays a visit to the sea witch, Morgana, in the hopes of getting his own pair of feet. He’s told he must give up his voice and have Arthur fall in love with him in three days time or he’ll turn back into a merman. When he gets his legs and meets Arthur on the shore, an unlikely romance begins to blossom between the two, only to the witch Morgana’s dismay. But can he kiss the boy?
The oldest person alive was born on April 19, 1897, meaning that April 18th, 1897 was approximately the last time the Earth was inhabited by an entirely different set of people and if you don’t think that’s the realist shit ever then you can get right on outta town.
there is nothing romantic about
- not knowing you’re beautiful
- loving someone until they learn to love themselves
please stop romanticizing low self esteem.
it’s one thing to love a person who happens to have low self esteem
it’s another thing to frame low self esteem as a desirable trait.
My friend just sent me this omg