I remember wishing I could be boiled like water
and made pure again.
Jeffrey McDaniel (via perfect)
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The statement that all people are “a bit bisexual” is harmful. And why? Because fluidity of sexuality and bisexuality are two separate concepts and are not interchangeable. By saying that all people are bisexual to one degree or another only erases the identity of people who do identify as bisexual. This creates the culture in which “We’re all told bisexuality is a phase that everyone goes through and grows out of, and no one’s a ‘proper’ bisexual, even though everyone’s bisexual really,” as Marcus Morgan puts it.
Sarah O’Rourke, “I think everyone’s a bit bisexual”: identity erasure and biphobia (via owlswearglasses)
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I was at a party last night and I was talking to this woman and somehow pretty girls came up.
She got all excited and was like, “wait, you’re into girls?”
And I was like, “…yeah.”
She was all, “well? What are you?”
I thought it was a super weird way to phrase it. Because, you know, what I am is a person. But I humored her. “I’m bisexual.”
“Like 50/50?” she asked.
“Uh,” I thought about it and approximated, “like 70 girls, 30 guys?”
She laughed, “how old are you?” I figured she was about to be like oh yeah all girls your age claim they’re bisexual, blah blah blah.
“22,” I replied.
“Oh, yeah, that’s what I thought when I was 22, too,” she winked. “And now I’m just a lesbian.”
I was kind of relieved that she wasn’t trying to tell me I was just some straight girl. But, I realize her trying to tell me I was just a confused lesbian was just kind of just as harmful.
I’m going to count the number of times you give me the finger and that’s how many are going in your ass.
Sir, the perpetual meanie, on Skype.
If you consider a woman less pure after you’ve touched her, maybe you should take a look at your hands.
(via lulu-a)
I love being able to shed my bratty side – which was mostly in place to provoke what I wanted out of dominants instead of asking for it like a good girl because of some unresolved shame over being able to just own up to what I liked – and instead be an obedient submissive who asks for what she wants.
Ivy has blown my mind with the incredible raw truth she’s just laid down here. (via confidentialcupcake)
And you used to tell me you didn’t like [thing that is literally so blushy I can’t write it out.] Uh huh. I’m gonna give you one.
Sir.
Okay, guy, so why do you feel like you want/need/deserve to settle down with a “pure” woman? I’m genuinely listening. “Oh, it’s because sluts are gross.” Too vague. Do better. “Well, their vaginas are real stretched out and big.” No. “Ummmmm, they probably have a bunch of diseases?” Easy fix! Setting aside the fact that plenty of women contract STIs from monogamous partners or during “safe sex,” it sounds like your real problem here is with illness, not sex. So I assume you’d be fine dating a promiscuous woman who practiced safe sex and happened to be STI-free? “No, because I want a girl who’s traditional and family-oriented.” Having sex doesn’t mean you don’t want to have a family. It just means that you want to have sex. “Yeah, but a slut is more likely to cheat on me.” Really? Then why do couples in the Bible Belt have such a high divorce rate? “The devil, I guess?” NOPE. “I just can’t stand the thought of her getting fucked by all those other guys.” So you’re about to have sex with a woman you’re attracted to, you really want to have sex with her, but all you can think about is her getting pounded by tons and tons of dicks? That sounds like an entirely different issue. “No! I just mean that I struggle with the same powerlessness and insecurity that all human beings do, so as a coping mechanism I take advantage of our culture’s patriarchal power structure and exorcize my feelings of worthlessness by perpetuating shame-based proprietary attitudes over women’s bodies. Basically I’m obsessed with controlling women’s lives because I can’t control my own.” Oh, honey. I know.
Two other women, also breast cancer survivors, said their husbands left them after they were diagnosed. Both had to have mastectomies (in case anyone doesn’t know, this is the surgical operation to remove one or both breasts).
The first woman said her husband told her that he would rather see her dead than see her lose her breasts. The second woman had her operation and waited all day to be picked up by her husband, who never arrived. By nightfall, one of the nurses offered to give her a ride, and she came home to find the house empty.
Obviously, these are extreme cases of a man’s reaction to his wife’s breast cancer, but this is what I see when I see the “I ♥ Boobies” bracelets. I see love of the body parts, not the person being treated—not the patient, not the victim, not the survivor.
My Beef with the “I Love Boobies” Bracelets (via star-trekkin)
Ugh. Thank you. I absolutely hate these bracelets with a passion.
My father left my mother after she was diagnosed and he figured out that she would survive. I consider what he did to be one of the biggest acts of cowardice I’ve ever witnessed.
And I consider these bracelets to be one of the most non-committal, shallow forms of support ever.
Dance because you’re drunk at a big dance party with your friends and Michael Jackson is playing, not because ‘no one is watching.’ Everyone is watching. We’re at a fucking party. That’s how parties work.
I just want a man to appear out of nowhere and rub my feet.
My mother, after a couple of glasses of wine, explaining her greatest fantasy.