one long longing.

nicole. london. careful about the things she loves.

“Slut” is how we vilify a woman for exercising her right to say “yes”. “Friendzone” is how we vilify a woman for exercising her right to say “no”.”

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angels-and-angles (via wewantrevolutiongirlstylenow

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(via bilius)

Men weigh in on what makes a woman a slut.

mildmodern-girl:

Prepared to be angry/depressed/not surprised.

(Source: brandos, via slaglady)

squintyoureyes:

blackbrrystone:

How about

I’m a girl.
Who cares if I drink or not? As long as I’m not driving right after, IT DOESN’T CONCERN YOU?
Who cares how much I party?
Who cares about how much makeup I wear? IT’S MY FACE.
I don’t shame other girls who post pictures of themselves online.
How much sex I’m having or not having, AGAIN my choice, not your problem. It’s not up to you to police me.
I’m a girl, and I’m me.
I’m not going to criticize, shame, or tell other girls how to be a girl. Because when I do, it’s not helping anything.

WHERE IS THAT GRAPHIC? This makes me so sad, you guys.

reblogging to second this comment, wondering if i will ever stop seeing dumbass posts like the OP’s on my dash, etc.

“The fact that anyone can be labeled a slut, at any time, with any level of sexual activity under their belt, and the fact that sluttiness is a moving target, makes it clear that slut-shaming isn’t just about controlling how much sex women have. If you can be called a slut without so much as kissing another person, then it stands to reason that your slut status must be based on something besides your level of sexual experience or activity. And often, it is. It’s based on what people assume about you just by looking at you - at your body, your clothes and the way you move through the world. Once you realize that, it becomes obvious that the slut label isn’t just about controlling how much sex women have: It’s about controlling how we dress, how we walk, how we talk, how we dance, how much we drink, who we talk to, how we feel about our own desires and so on and so on. And crossing the invisible, culturally-determined “slut line” in any of these arenas is enough to earn you a label that, no matter how much we denounce and detest it, no matter how well we understand its purpose and its perniciousness, somehow manages to seep into our brains and eat away at our certainty and self-assurance.”

— from “‘slut panel’ postmortem: shame, shame, go away” on feministing. the whole piece is very good, but this section was especially good. (via jimmypage, 63words) (via charlottecorday) (via keatsandyeatsonyourside)