welcome to the FEMINIST CULT, today we’ll talk about terrifying topics such as BEING NICE TO YOURSELF and PROPER SEX EDUCATION

  • Men: Not ALL men.
  • Men to their daughters: Yes, all men. Every single one of them.
  • lilpunkin:

    i feel like every single boy is a fuckboy. i feel like theres a fuckboy scale that goes from 1 to 10 that every single boy falls on. it’s not a question of whether a boy is a fuckboy or not but rather how bad of a fuckboy he is

    So, maybe we’re the
    generation of the selfie,
    but we’re also the generation
    that grew up in a tainted,
    Photoshopped world
    with every impossible beauty standard
    shoved down our throat
    through a tube
    because eating has become
    a guilty pleasure
    and condemning beauty ideals
    won’t go straight to our thighs.

    And if, by chance,
    we are able to destroy the
    demons that you’ve planted
    inside of us with your
    constant advertisements and rules
    that play behind our eyelids and
    take root in our brains,
    then let us take our fucking pictures
    and capture that moment when
    we felt beautiful because all this world
    has taught us is that
    our beauty is the greatest
    measure of our worth.

    Scoff at our phones all you like,
    these delicate extensions of
    our fingers, but know that
    through this technology
    that you couldn’t even
    begin to understand,
    we have smudged the entire
    world with our fingerprints.
    We are the generation of knowledge,
    and we are learning more than
    any that came before us.
    So, frown at my typing fingers;
    I am using them to grasp power
    by the throat.

    Try to invalidate us,
    but we’ve heard our
    parents talking about
    the world’s crashing and burning
    since we had sprung from the womb.
    We know you’ve fucked up,
    and we’re angry about it-
    the kind of anger that
    fuels knowledge,
    that I feel in my veins every time
    I read the news from my phone
    before school,
    that sticks in my throat like honey
    in a debate;
    the kind of anger that simmers,
    that sharpens teeth into daggers,
    that makes this generation more dangerous
    than you could have ever imagined.

    We are the generation of change,
    and goddammit, we’re coming.

    - Emily Palermo, An Open Letter to the Men Who Told Me to Stay Out of Adult Conversations (via a-lbeit)

    (Source: starredsoul)