"Oh, for a nook and a story-book, With tales both new and old; For a jolly good book whereon to look Is better to me than gold."

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I’m tired of talking about feminism to men.

I’m tired of explaining to men that the feminist movement will, in fact, benefit them as well as women. I’m tired of trying to hawk gender equality like I’m some kind of car salesman showing off a shiny new sedan, explaining all of its bells and whistles. I’m tired of smiling through a thousand thoughtless microaggressions, tired of providing countless pieces of evidence, tired of being questioned on every. Single. Damn. Thing.I’m tired of proving that microaggressions exist, tired of proving that I’m unfairly questioned and asked for proof. For a movement that’s centered around the advancement and empowerment of women, why do I feel like I’m supposed to spend so damn much of my time carefully considering how what I say and do will be taken by men?

I’m tired of men who insert themselves into feminist spaces with claims of hurt feelings. I’m tired of men who somehow manage to make every issue about them. I’m tired of men like the one who recently stopped by a friend’s Facebook thread in order to call feminism “c*nty”, then lecture the women involved for being too “hostile” in their responses to him. I’m tired of men telling me that my understanding of feminism and rape culture are wrong, as if these aren’t things that I have studied intensely. I’m tired of men who claim to be feminist allies, then abuse that position to their own advantage. I’m so fucking exhausted by the fact that I know that I will have to, at some point in this piece, mention that I understand that not all men are like that. I will have to note that some men are good allies. And all of those things are true! And all of you good allies get cookies! But honestly,I’m tired of handing out cookies to people just because they’re decent fucking human beings. By Anne Thériault, I’m Not Your Feminist Mommy & I’m Tired of Holding Your Hand (via alwaysinyouratmosphere)

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#that’s what you think dmitri #sorry but you thought lenin was bad #ahhaha well look out for the 1940s #just you wait dmitri #what year is it huh? #early 1930s maybe #just you wait dmitri #you live in russia during the 20th century #it’s not gonna be fine #history’s a bitch dmitri

I am screaming

#this whole movie is actually horrifying if you take it on a literal context level  #paris is about to be a scary place to be boyfriend   #however - look at the draughtsmanship of those HANDS THOUGH

#let’s pretend they joined the resistance#and anya used what little celebrity and social capital she had to smuggle targeted people out of france through the war#there was no way she could stand by and do nothing - not after the life she’d lived and survived#while dmitri used his con-man skills to facilitate anya’s mission because he loves her (so of course)#and also because he was once a little boy who risked his own life to save a girl from terror and certain death#and he has never known any other way to be.#and every single night during the war he told her these same four words. gripped her fingers beneath their sheets#and breathed ‘everything’s gonna be fine’ into her mouth; her chin; her temple#and found it was easy to believe in that lie in the dark - if only so they could have a little peace#before they got up to do the right thing again and again. (via magalimoons)