(via cuntpunt)
AHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA.
A forced chastity belt is violent, misogynistic oppression, this however, is a “historically-deserved entitlement.”
(via motchell)
OMG NO WAY
beautiful boobs.
She’s just so captivating hnnng
No bad on her at all. Everyone has got to have their time to be crazy. Hope this is actually her because I hope she did. No shame, have fun.
“Is the Tea Party a women’s movement? More women than men belong—55 percent, according to the latest Quinnipiac poll.”
Yep, our female dominated society has created a right wing movement to go with it. So, women can be ignorant bigots too. (History tells us they always were just as bad as men…) Welcome to hate and ignorance, you’ve come a long way, baby!
pluseyes:melanorma:taylorchapman:(via insideoutheart)
Source? I need source to exist for context!
Lookit her little shoe falling off.
Oh, but so much more, Plump Girl!. You are the bouncer at the Velvet Rope of her Vagina. Your bitterness has given you the power of bitchy, which can repel all but the highest quality forces of penis…except the ones who can kick good game at you (you are still a girl after all, and a high quality liar is still a high quality liar.) Won’t it be fun to receive male attention even if it is not actually for you, and dismiss the “average” nice guy as if you were a princess? Fear not, one day you will go to college and your bitterness will find the vessel of feminism, then you won’t need the pretty girl or guys. It will be just you, your bitterness, your cats and your books — and maybe another straight girl who has decided she is a lesbian out of desperate lonliness.
I want to laugh, cry, and scream all at once. Of course this is in a good natured laugh, cry and scream. I have been looking for an answer to my conundrum for sometime, and believe me, you have destroyed my beliefs.
I now realize that I need to be kind and all that jazz, but I also realize what you said. I don’t own myself. I am actually to the contrary. I do put girls on a pedestal. I just need to force myself to realize that girls are regular beings, not some mythical figures that descended to this earth to amaze me.
Thank you I guess, and though a tad biting your comments did make me realize what I need to do…
If it helps, I am 5’ 9” and 125 pounds. But I own myself now. Sorry if I was harsh, but I had to learn this the hard way and wish someone had said it earlier. It will always be a confusing mess with the opposite sex, but there are a few ground rules. I’m doing this blog to try and let the other self-hating males know what’s up in spite of the shit I’m getting for it (I have another one that is more me: clintirwin.tumblr.com ) and sometimes a good shake is what it takes. Be the best you you can be and fuck all else…
(via thehuntered)
You can find this link here: http://thehuntered.tumblr.com/post/571249746/women
Women:
My life doesn’t contain anything special. I don’t play a “hard” hitting sport, I don’t listen to Lil Wayne, and I don’t refer to girls as “bitches”. So this automatically cuts my “coolness” factor down to a close 7. Add in that I am 6’ and 135 lbs, and it drops to a close 5. Consider that I am a runner, who also loves writing and reading, now your down to a closer 4. Girls are typically looking for a 6-9, not a 4. They don’t want a man who can run, they want a man who can fight. These are typically the people I hate. The TAPOUT shirt wearing, hat tilted to the side, wrestlers or football player type of guys. After these women have been emotionally and physically batered by these so called “men” they come to me. I for some reason consul them, because I actually care. I would never hurt a girl EVER. How could you? They are perfect. Well some are perfect, but still. I don’t think I could muster up enough courage to hit a girl. I’d feel like the biggest dick to ever walk the earth. Plus the mental abuse? Man, I could not live with myself.
Typically these “men” are utter failures at life. They depend on other people to the extent of massive mooching. They don’t like anybody besides their BROS, and refer to everybody else as FAGETS. The football teams accumalitive IQ is probably less than the average of the normal kids.
They use up girls faster than I could possibly get one. Casting them to the side when they are finished. I try and pick up the slack to help these girls out a little, only to find that now I am refered to as only a friend! What the fuck is up with that? I am tired of being a friend. They trust me, they tell me there secrets and all that jazz. This nerd cunundrum is actually very annoying to me. How am I supposed to breakthrough to these ladies? I really want to become more than just a friend.
Why? Because you think women are perfect. You backtrack, but you do. And they are not. I’m betting you grew up after 1970, when pop-feminism created the ideal of the female. She is strong, smart, courageous, can do anything a man can do, except essentially better. A superior being that will save you, sensitive soul, because that is just what she wants. And you, as a guy are redundant, and the cause of all evil in the world historically. In school you saw all the biggest liars and douche bags could date any girl they wanted and wondered why?
Why? Because you put women on a pedestal. They are fine with that as a friend, but the douchebag is a challenge who knows just what to say to her every time she is about done with him. He has no shame being a man, he has no shame. He walks around like he owns shit and most of all, HIMSELF. You don’t own yourself, you keep waiting for a girl to find you. Deep down, you want to be one of these “superior beings” because it seems to you that they have all the power, except the douchebag, who you know you are not. A woman doesn’t need another woman or to save anybody.
You don’t have to be a douchebag or a woman, you just need to focus on yourself. Stop caring so much what girls think of you and stop being so nice. First of all, be proud of what you are, a smart, talented guy. Of course your life contains something special. Own yourself. Stop expecting them to want to own you like a hopeless dog. The computer you pour out your heart into was built by guys who couldn’t get a date. Now it is one of the main conduits for the complaints of women who hate men and think they are redundant, who love the liars and then wonder why “all men lie.” Men put this thing called civilization together and are the ones still running down into a hole when pipes burst or the electricity goes off so women can keep complaining. If you are a in a city or a town, look around you and see that men put it all together. Focus on your interests, what you can contribute. Find what is special in yourself and own it. Be more selfish, stop caring so much what girls think and, believe me, they will come around. Read some of this blog and accept that women aren’t perfect, they just are what they are, good and bad, just like you. No better, no worse.
OWN YOURSELF!
(via mastershredder)
It’s true what they say, while I love Ms Gaga for reviving the Bowie thing, you are a true original, you crazy thing and have been doing it forever. Thank you for being so fucking interesting!
