Pandora has sent me a message via The Avett Brothers. G’night, all.
There are rules, and the girl who thinks she’s all that breaks them. They are the rules of femininity: girls must be modest, self-abnegating, and demure; girls must be nice and put others before themselves; girls get power by who likes them, who approves, who they know, but not by their own hand. Break those rules and “all that” looms on the horizon.
Here is the common denominator for “all that,” the one that never changes: The girl who thinks she’s all that is the girl who expresses or projects an aura of assertiveness or self-confidence. She may assert her sexuality, her independence, her body, or her speech. She has appetite and desire. The girl who thinks she’s all that is generally the one who resists the self-sacrifice and restraint that define “good girls.” Her speech and body, even her clothes, suggest others are not foremost on her mind.
Our cultue has girls playing a perverse game of Twister, pushing and tangling themselves into increasingly strained, unnatural positions. We are telling girls to be bold and timid, voracious and slight, sexual and demure. We are telling them to hurry up and wait. But in the game of Twister, players eventually wind up in impossible positions and collapse.
Game over. In a culture that cannot decide who it wants to make them be, girls are being asked to be the sum of our confusion. Girls make sense of our mixed messages by deciding to behave indirectly, deducing that manipulation—the sum of power and passivity—is the best route to power. The media reinforces this culture of indirection, prompting duplicity and evasion in girls."
I don’t think people realize how anxious and paranoid I can get. It can get to the point where I’m convinced that all of my friends secretly don’t like me and that they only pity me. Sometimes I feel like people only talk to me because I’m depressed. I convince myself that I’m useless, boring, unfunny and a bad person. I usually believe at least one of those things at any given moment. It hurts
little things that help ease symptoms of depression:
- turn the lights on and open a window
- eat something healthy and drink ice cold water
- find a comforting album to listen to whenever things get bad
- take a long, relaxing bath
- do yourself up in full make up and hair
- be around people, even if you don’t think it will help
- watch something funny on netflix
- wear your favorite/most comfortable outfit
- immerse yourself in a hobby like drawing
- lose yourself in a really good book or movie
AnastasiaFavorite Characters - Vladimir & Sophie
god Sophia had a double chin and bingo wings and a booty like a shelf and she was still hot as fuck. and Anastasia was hot. and the empress was hot. All the ladies were pretty but totally different sizes and ages and things were wonderful.
Sophie wasn’t just on screen to be fat and funny. She was depicted as actually DESIRABLE. I was a little stick of a child when this movie came out and that definitely effected my views of beauty. As a much thicker adult it still means a lot to me now.
^ SO MUCH THIS
It made me SO happy to see a lady who wasn’t super skinny still being portrayed as being sexy and desirable…
We need more movies like this…with characters like this, who aren’t just treated like walking punchlines because of their bodies…
“And Jaime is very much ready to have sex with her because he hasn’t made love to her since he got back, and she’s sort of cajoled into it, and it is consensual…The consensual part of it was that she wraps her legs around him, and she’s holding on to the table, clearly not to escape but to get some grounding in what’s going on." -Alex Graves
Nobody can know about this, alright? Especially Kent. And why is that? Because he’s going to use it against me…
North and South (Part 4)"My word, Margaret; to admit that the South has its faults and that Mr Thornton has his virtues. What has happened to bring about such a transformation?"
Bruges you are too beautiful, fuck you!
my essay isn’t done but i sure am
"Rape accusations ruin people’s lives!"
You know what else ruins people’s lives?
B e i n g r a p e d
Once upon a time when the woods were young, they were home to creatures who were full of magic and wonder. They protected one another and slept in the shade of a colossal fig tree, that grew on a hill near the mill. But now, the tree is dying.