So, these are a few pictures from when I was 18. In my defense, I was just getting off of work, and I worked construction at the time, so sweaty, concrete dust in my hair, and just, blarg.
Shirt from Megatokyo.
Not exactly GPOYW yet but close enough. I was at my younger cousins wedding this weekend and got to spend time with my sisters. I was trying to look moody in the picture but I just look pissed. Good thing my body looks so good. :)
You more come off as “What the fuck am I doing here?” than pissed.
Also, you’ve always been fantastic. You just look better and better every time I see you.
do you guys remember that one post about how men feel entitled to take up so much space and women have to deal with a lot less?
This is actually a documented thing. You always see men on the subway or tube or whatever using both armrests while women sit with their arms hunched together into their laps. That’s why I always make a point to take up at least one if not both armrests of the tube so men can be uncomfortable for once.
^ again, for all the people telling me posting this picture is complaining too much.
In my college classes (and high school too) guys were always stretching, sticking fists and elbows in my face, leaning their heads back over my desk, over my work, spreading their legs out, kicking my bag with their dirty shoes. And let’s not pretend they were in other guys’ space as much as they were in women’s.
It’s so true, this happens to me every day on the train. Same with the walking thing, women will weave out of the way whereas men just walk straight and plow down anything in their path. I always end up playing chicken with men on the sidewalk now, because I refuse to move out of their way.
I love playing chicken with dudes who hog the sidewalk. BODY CHECK! Fucking assholes.
“NOT ALL MEN ARE LIKE THIS!” FUCK OFF.
“AS A MAN, I THINK THAT…” FUCK OFF.
Men always have the same defensive bullshit to spout every time they get called out on their shit. AND IT IS BORING. They remind me of those toys where you pull a string an they have like 5 phrases they can say. Over and over and over.
same here with playing chicken, its hilarious sometimes because they get this flash of realization in their eyes that says ‘holy shit, she’s NOT going to move/??? what do????’ because THEY ARE SO USED TO EVERYONE MOVING FOR THEM
when i was younger my grandpa drew this on a piece of paper,
and he asked me how i, as the red circle, would get around the two people (black circles) if i was walking down the street.
so of course i came back with
moving out of the way for them as i walked.
he asked me if i thought men would do the same and, at the time, i did because i thought it was just common courtesy. but he told me that men would barrel straight through without giving a shit and that i should do the exact same. because i was the one walking and they were the ones in the way. so that’s exactly what i do.
i find this really fascinating because this actually what defines so-called masculine and feminine traits and gestures. the whole limp-wrist thing? that’s someone decreasing the amount of space they take up by not extending their arm fully. same with crossing one’s legs, how it’s considered more masculine to swing your shoulders when you walk creating a wider gait instead of your hips, how someone who holds their elbows tightly into their torso instead of letting them fall more loosely at their sides is considered feminine.
taking up space is not just a frequent habit of males in our culture, its actually how society thinks masculinity is supposed to be expressed.
This is my answer when people say eating disorders are personal problems and have nothing to do with sexism. Women literally socialized to take up as little space as possible all day every day.
Ok I am a guy and I DON’T do this? Not every guy is like this… In fact, I am a lot more polite than most females I know in my area. But I agree quite a few men do this though.
I am actually offended at the ” ‘Not all men..’ FUCK OFF” part. Excuse the FUCK out of you. Just because I’m a man, means I ALWAYS exhibit these signs, and I ALWAYS will do this? Get. Right. Fucked. I do my best to move, duck, weave, and give room for others when I walk; be it on the sidewalk, up/down stairs, or in malls. When sitting on the bus/subway, I go to the farthest side, and offer any room they need if they sit. In fact, I GIVE UP MY SEAT REPEATEDLY to anyone standing with a heavier load/elderly/pregnant/whatever.
So the next time you say “all men take up more space”, maybe you should get out of the sexist mentality and realize not ALL of us are complete assholes.
Two thumbs up for Tumblr.
I actually care what people on Tumblr have to say
umm ever since the beginning of time
I wouldn’t have wanted to discover tumblr any earlier though ugh just imagine 13 year old me here no thank you nobody would enjoy it
people on Facebook are all like
“omg you don’t know me”
“stop judging these people omg”
“you people need to stop being jerks because i have feelings”
“you know my name, not my story
…and then there’s Tumblr
“omg feels let us cry together in fandom unity”
“OMFG I AM SO DONE WITH THIS WEBSITE” …goes back onto dashboard every day for the rest of eternity
“hey an insane photo, let’s point out everything except the obvious reason it was posted”
“you know my story, not my name”
If you cannot reblog this, I’m sorry for you… Perhaps one day
My main reason for liking Tumblr over Facebook?
HEY, LET’S ACTUALLY HELP THESE PEOPLE WE CARE ABOUT!
Or who you ship who with
Because in the end,
We’re all still better than Facebook
Proud to say I’ve never had a Facebook account~
I ship TumblrxFacebook.
So let me tell you about the shittiest parent on the motherfucking planet.
I work at a grocery store and this man comes in with his 11 year old son. He buys a pack a cigarettes and a two cases of beer. The son was holding a two dollar drawing pad and placed it on the belt and I guess the dad didn’t notice it at first but when I was about to scan the pad he asked where’d it have come from and turned towards the kid and asked “Did you put that shit up there?”. He told me to put it back and then told his 11 year old child that he “ain’t paying for that gay ass notebook.”. So I looked at the kid, who was close to tears and saying how he ran out of paper at home and my heart broke. So I gave the pad to him, for free, and told the dad I would take care of it. I gave the kid some tokens for a game outside and said I would look forward to buying some of his drawings and paintings when he’s all famous. He kids face was so priceless and I thought everything was good. But then, about 10 ten minutes after giving the kid his notebook, I walked outside and saw this. The drawing pad all ripped up and tossed on the pavement. I could only imagine what happened in the parking lot, but I know that that poor kid heart is fucking ripped apart, just like this pad.
I’m fucking horrified that there are parents like this, who, just because it’s not masculine or gender specificthey won’t let their children follow their true passions or explore interests that lead to their happiness. Even more so, I’m horrified that parents don’t care about the fine arts anymore because it doesn’t have job security. Since when did it ever matter to a child if their passion makes them money or not? Parenting is about supporting whatever makes your child happy. Have some fucking consideration for your child’s wants not your homophobic and anti-art ideals.