Saudade

February 18, 2012

notevenpoets:

Warning: I am a feminist and ahead lies a long, angry post. If either of those statements offend you, don’t read it. And maybe unfollow me while you’re at it because this won’t be the last time something makes me angry and I blog about it.
Ok. I hate seeing shit like this on tumblr. People somehow actually think it’s cute, like teeheehee it’s such a clever play on words and it’s telling women to be smart and not whores. Fuck that noise. It’s 2012. Slut-shaming is the absolute worst. The amount of notes this has drives me nuts, and just a glance at the names of the tumblrs reblogging this tells me that they’re mostly women. Women shaming other women. Shaking my whorish head.
I’ll open my legs if I want to. I’ll blow guys if I want to. Sex is awesome, and I am sorry that something so natural offends you. By the way, I also read books and “blow minds”. Sexuality and intelligence are not exclusive.
To my followers: if you intend on reblogging posts like this when you see them, expect to be unfollowed. Immediately. Females have enough shit making them feel terrible in our fucked-up society without your contribution, asshole.
If this makes you angry too, reblog this post and rebel. Do both. Have amazing sex and read large books with big words and give excellent head and write words that make others speechless and and let someone go down on you and learn some advanced academic theories and pleasure yourself on the daily and lecture the ignorant. I promise you, it is possible. And very fulfilling.
And please please please don’t let the kind of people who say stuff like this to you get you down. Maybe they aren’t as intelligent as you, beautiful, and they’ve chosen your sexuality as the easiest way to attack you. Maybe they are jealous of all the wonderful sex you’re having, lovely, and they’ve turned their bitterness into some false sense of moral superiority. I can tell you from experience, it doesn’t matter. They’re products of our country’s warped relationship with female sexuality and you’re the awesome walking paradox that they have trouble wrapping their tiny little minds around. They’ve shoved you into a box labeled “slut” so that they don’t even have to try. But that’s not you. I know because that’s not me, either.
Do your thing, girl. I sure as fuck do.

Warning: I am a feminist and ahead lies a long, angry post. If either of those statements offend you, don’t read it. And maybe unfollow me while you’re at it because this won’t be the last time something makes me angry and I blog about it.

Ok. I hate seeing shit like this on tumblr. People somehow actually think it’s cute, like teeheehee it’s such a clever play on words and it’s telling women to be smart and not whores. Fuck that noise. It’s 2012. Slut-shaming is the absolute worst. The amount of notes this has drives me nuts, and just a glance at the names of the tumblrs reblogging this tells me that they’re mostly women. Women shaming other women. Shaking my whorish head.

I’ll open my legs if I want to. I’ll blow guys if I want to. Sex is awesome, and I am sorry that something so natural offends you. By the way, I also read books and “blow minds”. Sexuality and intelligence are not exclusive.

To my followers: if you intend on reblogging posts like this when you see them, expect to be unfollowed. Immediately. Females have enough shit making them feel terrible in our fucked-up society without your contribution, asshole.

If this makes you angry too, reblog this post and rebel. Do both. Have amazing sex and read large books with big words and give excellent head and write words that make others speechless and and let someone go down on you and learn some advanced academic theories and pleasure yourself on the daily and lecture the ignorant. I promise you, it is possible. And very fulfilling.

And please please please don’t let the kind of people who say stuff like this to you get you down. Maybe they aren’t as intelligent as you, beautiful, and they’ve chosen your sexuality as the easiest way to attack you. Maybe they are jealous of all the wonderful sex you’re having, lovely, and they’ve turned their bitterness into some false sense of moral superiority. I can tell you from experience, it doesn’t matter. They’re products of our country’s warped relationship with female sexuality and you’re the awesome walking paradox that they have trouble wrapping their tiny little minds around. They’ve shoved you into a box labeled “slut” so that they don’t even have to try. But that’s not you. I know because that’s not me, either.

Do your thing, girl. I sure as fuck do.