timecodereading:

“I didn’t come from your rib, you came from my uterus”

Slutwalk São Paulo, 26 May 2012 (see gallery at the link, article in Portuguese)

(via blck-grrl)

Here’s the thing about the 1970s British and American punk scenes: they were every bit as misogynistic and race-exclusive as the society they claimed to stand counter to. And Styrene didn’t look the part of a punk — at the time, she was a mixed-race not-skinny avowed-feminist teenager with braces and day-glo old lady clothes, who later struggled with mental health issues. But Styrene embraced her role as punk’s conscience, both as critic and role model; she screamed down consumerism and magazine culture both inside and outside the scene, with a bullying shriek still heard in singers like latter-day feminist icon Kathleen Hanna.

“Poly Styrene, Multiracial Feminist Punk Icon, Dead at 53” by Channing Kennedy (via Colorlines)

(via feministkitsch)

  • Bette: I'm going to kill myself.
  • Kit: Before you kill yourself, Jenny wants to know if you want to go to a premiere with her tomorrow night.
  • Bette: I can't go.
  • Bette: Because I'll be dead.
  • Bette: Because I will have killed myself.

(via lwordobsession)

(via feministkitsch)

The awkward moment when you realize you’re Chandler Bing.

(via iwannabeanarchist)

joshishollywood:

Is spelling and grammar really that important to you that you have to be a jerk about it and how often do you think it’s resulted in you making fun of someone who has dyslexia or doesn’t speak english as their first language

(via thechocolatebrigade)

(via outside-of-everything)

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