eleanorrvance

But women can never be careful enough, can we? If we take naked pictures of ourselves, we’re asking for it. If someone can manage to hack into our accounts, we’re asking for it. If we’re not wearing anti-rape nail polish, we’re asking for it. If we don’t take self-defence classes, we’re asking for it. If we get drunk, we’re asking for it. If our skirts are too short, we’re asking for it. If we pass out at a party, we’re asking for it. If we are not hyper-vigilant every single fucking second of every single fucking day, we are asking for it. Even when we are hyper-vigilant, we’re still asking for it. The fact that we exist is asking for it.

This is what rape culture looks like.

This is what misogyny looks like.

from What Happened to Jennifer Lawrence Was Sexual Assault  (via catagator)

The fact that we exist is asking for it.

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neptunain:

[bottles up feelings and lets them age for 10 years like a fine wine]

I’m pretty sure this is where we get all our issues. Growing up, the information that we receive from outside sources, lies or not, is received as truth. It’s what we were first taught. It’s what we know of ourselves and our lives.

In high school guys treated me like the plague. God forbid I was interested in them. I bottled all that up. Now I’m surprised when guys find me attractive. It doesn’t compute.

I’m so drunk of the wine of my past that I struggle with the reality of my present.