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From the beginning, slut was a word meant to punish women for having a lot of sex; now we use it to punish women in other ways. A girl (not just adults, but younger girls as well) who wears clothes that are considered “too revealing” are also “sluts.” Female Halloween costumes, for example, tend to be “slutty” versions of whatever a woman is trying to dress as, with manufacturers shortening the hemlines and tightening the seams. Yet, despite the clothing industry making it increasingly difficult to find anything “modest,” women who choose to wear these clothes are being punished for it. We get called sluts for daring to step outside what is considered proper social behavior, even though society is simultaneously encouraging us to do so. We are being set up to fail.

This is all sending us a damaging message: that girls are objects defined by their sexuality. Society tells us to reveal more of our bodies, then chastises us for it. Words such as “dumb” or “dirty” are often used in conjunction with slut, implying that a “slutty” woman ought to be discarded, disregarded, or even loathed. It takes just one misstep for a girl, even one who chooses to abstain from sexual activity, to suddenly become a victim of slut-shaming. Any sort of “devious” behavior on a woman’s part, be it falling asleep at a male friend’s house or choosing to wear shorts and a crop top on a hot summer day, can be seen as indicators of a “slut.” There is no winning.

Can We Please Stop Calling Each Other Sluts and Whores?” by Jackie Klein, an essay on Feminspire.com (via feelingsareboring)

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"You say: I dated her a while back.

You don’t say: Sometimes, when I’m holding you, I imagine the smell of her vanilla perfume.

You say: She was younger than me.

You don’t say: The sixteen summers in her bones warmed the eighteen winters my skin had weathered.

You say: It’s nothing now.

You don’t say: But it was everything then."
Auriel H., Some Things Are Better Left Unsaid (via larmoyante)
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"I know pretty much what I like and dislike; but please, don’t ask me who I am."
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath   (via thatkindofwoman)

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Michael Cunningham, The Hours


Michael Cunningham, The Hours

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"What is the feeling when you’re driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? - it’s the too-huge world vaulting us, and it’s good-by. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies."
~ Jack Kerouac, On The Road (via conflictingheart)

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Finally picked up some twinkle lights. Small success!

Finally picked up some twinkle lights. Small success!

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"I am not a has-been. I am a will be."
Lauren Bacall (via misswallflower)
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"One day, you realise that there are some people you’ll never see again. At least, not in the same way."
Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You (via larmoyante)
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Rest in Peace, Robin Williams


Rest in Peace, Robin Williams

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This past week has been lovely.

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"At two o’clock in the morning, if you open your window and listen,
You will hear the feet of the Wind that is going to call the sun.
And the trees in the Shadow rustle and the trees in the moonlight glisten,
And though it is deep, dark night, you feel that the night is done."
Rudyard Kipling (via observando)
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"It’s a story I’ll tell you one day when I’m drunk."
Hud (Paul Newman), HUD (1963)

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