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^ this, tho… the message in these ridiculous dress codes remains “boys deserve an undistracted education, and you-GIRL-are a distraction… and your education comes second. You should be grateful, anyway… it’s really more than you deserve.” and i actually am not going to repeat how it reinforces rape culture because really, i’m just so damn tired of the messages we send young women about being nothing more than an accesory in a man’s life… fuck that. and fuck awful myopic dress codes… (via ginandbird)
This parent is right. The school is sending a message that girls’ clothes are supposed to distract boys; that boys can use them as an excuse, that girls when assaulted should blame themselves because they must have worn the wrong thing, because their clothes made them unfit to mingle with their peers. Have I got that right? (rhetorical)
There was a male teacher at my school who wore pants so tight that everyone could always see his dick imprint through the fabric. I’m not saying that’s a problem, but until they either start regulating those kinds of dress codes for boys as well as girls OR stop ridiculous dress codes all together, I will not be satisfied.
My dad would tell me that when we were little and people would say to him “wow, four daughters, that’s a lot of weddings to pay for” (because traditionally the bride’s family would pay for the wedding), my dad would respond with “well, we’re hoping at least one of them will be gay so we can split the cost with the other bride’s family” He said people never knew how to respond
I bet when katara told her kids and grandchildren about saving the world with the avatar and the gang, she started off by saying “Long ago, the four nations lived together in harmony. Then, everything changed when the fire nation attacked.”
And I bet when she says this there would be an awkward Zuko on the side, “…Sorry.”
A muggle-born’s sibling sends them a howler in the middle of the school year and it arrives while they eat. When they open it, all it does is simply scream “WHAT TEAM?”. Nearly all the muggle-borns shout “WILDCATS!” before returning to their meal, leaving the pure-bloods in total confusion of what the hell they just witnessed.
Purple: 10 facts about my room. Blue: 9 facts about my family. Green: 8 facts about my body Yellow: 7 facts about my childhood Orange: 6 facts about my home town. Red: 5 facts about my bestfriend(s). Pink: 4 facts about my parents. White: 3 facts about my personality. Grey: 2 facts about my favourite things Black: 1 fact about the person I like.
tumblr made me a much more tolerant and less judgmental person like my cousin be like “omg look at that bitch eyebrows she drew them damn near in her hairline” and i’m like shrug maybe the bitch wanted to have eyebrows in her hairline you don’t know shit about her life.