"Boys will be boys."
"Girls will be girls." I say as I use your blood to create the perfect shade of red lipstick.
Did Someone Say Cake?
I stared at these gifs for waaaaayyyyy longer than I should have.
Yea I feel the same everytime I put hispanic on the application. I wonder if I put black and white will I get the job.
This is me in my usual bra, note the 34D/32DD boobs.
And here is the binder, almost completely flat.
This thing is awesome. It is remarkably comfortable, too. Feels a bit like wearing a sports bra. I got it from Love Boat, this one(http://www.lesloveboat.com/shop/product_info.php?products_id=122&osCsid=57cc209b6d95c6c3efa2d87a2325b6c2)
Reblogging again for my trans* and genderfluid buddies and also all female cosplay friends.
“We dressed up as the book Madeline, with six people dressed up as her and me as Ms. Clavel, their teacher. One of the Madelines, however, was the truly special one…the one with the beard, that is. Our experience was hysterical—I’d walk all the girls (and one guy) down the street in two straight lines. Guys would be walking the other way, whistling or hollering at all the pretty ladies. Then, as they got to the back of the line, they’d see my friend Brennan, then they’d see me, and I could tell that they were suddenly wondering if ALL the Madelines were men.”
the last sentence
There will never be a time when I don’t reblog this because it is my fave.
when she was 7, a boy pushed her on the playground
she fell headfirst into the dirt and came up with a mouthful of gravel and lines of blood chasing each other down her legs
when she told her teacher what happened, she laughed and said ‘boys will be boys honey don’t let it bother you
he probably just thinks you’re cute’
but the thing is,
when you tell a little girl who has rocks in her teeth and scabs on her knees that hurt and attention are the same
you teach her that boys show their affection through aggression
and she grows into a young woman who constantly mistakes the two
because no one ever taught her the difference
‘boys will be boys’
‘that’s how he shows his love’
and bruises start to feel like the imprint of lips
she goes to school with a busted mouth in high school and says she was hit with a basketball instead of his fist
the one adult she tells scolds her
‘you know he loses his temper easily
why the hell did you have to provoke him?’
so she shrinks
folds into herself, flinches every time a man raises his voice
by the time she’s 16 she’s learned her job well
be quiet, be soft, be easy
don’t give him a reason
but for all her efforts, he still finds one
‘boys will be boys’ rings in her head
‘boys will be boys
he doesn’t mean it
he can’t help it’
she’s 7 years old on the playground again
with a mouth full of rocks and blood that tastes like copper love
because boys will be boys baby don’t you know
that’s just how he shows he cares
she’s 18 now and they’re drunk
in the split second it takes for her words to enter his ears they’re ruined
like a glass heirloom being dropped between the hands of generations
she meant them to open his arms but they curl his fists and suddenly his hands are on her and her head hits the wall and all of the goddamn words in the world couldn’t save them in this moment
she touches the bruise the next day
boys will be boys
aggression, affection, violence, love
how does she separate them when she learned so early that they’re inextricably bound, tangled in a constant tug-of-war
she draws tally marks on her walls ratios of kisses to bruises
one entire side of her bedroom turns purple, one entire side of her body
boys will be boys will be boys will be boys
when she’s 20, a boy touches her hips and she jumps
he asks her who the hell taught her to be scared like that and she wants to laugh
doesn’t he know that boys will be boys?
it took her 13 years to unlearn that lesson from the playground
so I guess what I’m trying to say is
i will talk until my voice is hoarse so that my little sister understands that aggression and affection are two entirely separate things
baby they exist in difference universes
my niece can’t even speak yet but I think I’ll start with her now
don’t ever accept the excuse that boys will be boys
don’t ever let him put his hands on you like that
if you see hate blazing in his eyes don’t you ever confuse it with love
baby love won’t hurt when it comes
you won’t have to hide it under long sleeves during the summer
the only reason he should ever reach out his hand
is to hold yours
Fortesa Latifi - Boys Will Be Boys
(And Why That Is The Stupidest Thing You Could Ever Say To A Little Girl)
HEY NERDLORDS. YA WANT HOARNS? YA GOT HOARNS.
Basically a giveaway because I’M HYPED AS SHIT BECASE 100 WHOLE FOLLOWERS.
1 pair of horns!
(I know that’s not very exciting-sounding, but I don’t expect this to go far so I’ll just give away 1 pair, headband and magical screws included. If you hadn’t guessed from my pictures up there, you can hide the headband under a wig due to the magic screws. *gasp*)
- Rebagles and likes count!
- Don’t have to follow me, but I’ll love you forever and I reblog a lot of gay lady fanart?
- The winner should be random, I’m not sure which generator to use yet, but I’ll work on that.
I also take comissions, so if you don’t win but would like to do an art trade or bake me cookies or something message me! :D
edit: I also do propwork, and if this gets like a ton of notes I’ll consider making a first prize winner or something. Good luck everybody! :3
Also the end date is September 30th! Good Luck! AGAIN!
Rebagling this to give a decisive answer to the multi-prize thing: IF this whole shebang reaches 500 notes then I’ll split this three ways:
1st prize: 3 pairs of horns of your choice OR a full prop.
2nd prize: 2 pairs of horns or a mid to small sized prop.
3rd prize: 1 pair of horns or a small prop/accessory.
I’m reblogging this again cause it’s that awesome.
Then there’s the Navy
i love how the military actually goes with the hilarity… i can’t breathe… hELP
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