leanin:

What would have once sounded like a “far-fetched feminist fantasy” – women forming the majority of a parliament – is a reality in Rwanda.

In fact, women are making gains throughout Africa, but these achievements have been met with a loud silence from the western feminist movement. 

African women are blazing a feminist trail - why don’t we hear their voices? (The Guardian) 

thatthinginyourshoe:

lil-bit-ghei:

lil-bit-ghei:

"What were you wearing?"

I wore a red dress to work today. It has a zipper at either side of my chest that can unzip and reveal a thin strip of skin. A coworker, without warning, tried pulling at the zipper and when it wouldn’t zip, instead revealed a good portion of my collarbone and shoulder as well as my bra strap. An hour later, the same coworker came up and told me to not wear clothes with zippers because he’ll go right ahead and unzip them. I shot back that unzipping me without my permission is sexual harassment. Apparently a manager heard and berated my coworker. At the end of my shift, my coworker told me that my little comment got him in trouble and that he no longer feels comfortable saying anything to me other than “hello” and “goodbye.”

I am supposed to feel guilty for pointing out that he can’t lay his fucking hands on me.

So I wore the infamous dress at work yesterday and ANOTHER MALE COWORKER DECIDED TO PULL AT ONE OF MY FUCKING ZIPPERS.
We were surrounded by other (also male) coworkers (that did nothing) and I swatted his hand away while promptly informing him that he didn’t have permission to touch me.

He then asked, since he knows I cosplay, if it would be any different if I wore a revealing costume. I gave him a dirty look and told him that no matter what *I* decide to wear, no one is allowed “to lay a finger on me unless they want my foot up their ass.”

Being that I’m quite professional at work, they were all surprised by my language and the ferocity with which I spat my promise.

you fucking go girl

sonimasadr:

drawthecurtainstarttheplay:

coca-cola-anne:

You may not be able to see your own beauty or love yourself but one day, someone will. You have only lived such a small part of yourself, you will never know what the future brings. So, keep going. Hold on. You are never alone. ♥


For my lovely followers whom I love dearly and would be very much aggrieved if I ever found out that they were gone.

Read this, and start being positive and smile. We can make it , YOU can make it :P have a nice day everyone

khaleesri:

"no homo" I whisper as I look at my garden of pea plants. The progeny had expressed a 1:2:1 ratio of phenotypes. I am Gregor Mendel. 

rachellesierra:

geekingermany:

kariyote:

Language Maps of the US.

Why wasn’t this the first one I saw!? This is so much more interesting!!

I LOVE THIS I LOVE THIS WOW

mental-health-advice:

emiieogloko:

mental-health-advice should post this because it seriously helped..

Someone asked us to post this so here it tis :)

gayclar mumbled: y r u so basic

dont talk to me

August 21 | 10:41

fuckyeahfashioncouture:

Backstage Valentino Haute Couture  Winter 2014

happy 15th birthday you little sped 💜 I don’t remember ever asking for a little sister, let alone two, but I’m so glad that I get to be your big brother 💩😘 

August 21 | 7:25

How to be a smart bitch

verticalfood:

Grilled Sirloin Sliders with Smoked Bacon (by Just a Taste)

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tawnks:

the one thing that has stuck with me every day since my English teacher told me it in middle school is:

"When referring to someone, always say who they are before anything else about them, because being a person always comes first"

Instead of saying “the mentally ill man,” say “the man with a mental illness”

Putting someone’s characteristics (especially negative ones) before them is dehumanizing and rude. Don’t do it.