meridianrose
polyfanamourous reader and writer

thatwetshirt:

Every moment has its pleasures and its hope…

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"I reflected that without tea and alcohol the human race would probably have perished of its own filthiness centuries ago."

Robertson Davies, from Table Talk of Samuel Marchbanks



wtfrenaissance:

Martha spiked her own drinks. It was the only way she could get through her husband’s tedious work functions.

wtfrenaissance:

Martha spiked her own drinks. It was the only way she could get through her husband’s tedious work functions.

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"Bad books on writing tell you to ‘WRITE WHAT YOU KNOW’, a solemn and totally false adage that is the reason there exist so many mediocre novels about English professors contemplating adultery."
— Joe Haldeman (via maxkirin)
14 hours ago with 32,215 notes — via maxkirin


"

It’s Monday. I’m going home at 6pm and a middle aged man and a teenage boy are the only people left on the bus with me. I consider the fact that because the driver is also a man I am the only person left on the bus with the correct genetic makeup for boobs. I’m automatically scared, scared because of my own anatomy. I wonder how old I was when I realized that my own body was going to be the cause of the constant anxiety and fear I feel in situations like this. I get off at the last stop and the older man smiles at me while following me up the street. His smile drips, drips, drips and my heart is pounding, pounding, pounding. He turns off down another road, but I run the rest of the way home.

Not all men.

I’m at home on a Tuesday, beginning to plan the travels I want to go on next year. I dream of wandering the streets and meeting strangers. I just can’t wait to escape the city I’ve lived in for 17 long years. But… my mum is hesitant. She’s forever worried about the danger that being a young girl traveling alone can bring. I’ll be alone and she’s scared. Surely I’m invincible. I feel invincible. But I know, I know this danger is real and I can’t help but think to myself, if I feel unsafe in my own city, how am i going to feel in a strange place with strange men who don’t speak the same language as me? If I was my brother planning this, I would probably just be wondering if European girls are going to be hot.

Not all men.

Wednesday is a beautiful sunny day but I’ve always been told that I don’t have a “nice enough body” to wear a bikini on the beach. Ever since I was 6 years old I’ve thought that having tummy fat was ugly. That skin that doesn’t have a perfectly golden glow is undesirable. I amble to a clear patch of sand in my one piece and I can feel pairs of eyes latching onto me. Hairy men in speedos who I don’t look twice at eat into my body with their stares. I’m a piece of meat. I am a piece of meat? I am here for their amusement. Please don’t let me be eaten alive.

Not all men.

Thursday night two friends and I are walking to our god damn school dance when we hear “Jesus look at you! You sluts heading to a pole?” These words snarl out of the mouth of a respectably dressed man and we stop in horror. Shivers roll up my back in fear. It’s dark. We are alone. What. Do. We. Do??? One of us pulls the finger back. I can never be sure how quickly a sexist man can get angry so we walk quickly away. We’re angry, so so angry. But also so… deflated. I wonder if we deserve this shame.

Not all men.

Sitting on the internet, Friday night and scrolling down my Facebook newsfeed:

“Haha, good job at the game today bro. You RAPED them!”
“Damn with tits like that, you’re asking for it :P”

Another sexist comment…
Another sexist comment…
Another sexist comment…

I’m shrinking and shrinking and shrinking and I want to CRY because these boys don’t realize how small they make me feel with just pressing a few keys. I see these boys on the streets, I talk to these boys, I laugh with these boys. Dear GOD, dear GOD i hope these boys don’t think actions speak louder than words…

Not all men.

Three rules that have been drilled into me since I was young run through my mind at 1.30am on a Satur… Sunday Morning:

-Don’t ever talk to strange men
-Don’t ever be alone at night in a strange place
-Don’t ever get into a car with a stranger

I break all 3 of these laws as I pull open the taxi door. Making light conversation with the driver, he doesn’t see my sweaty hand clutching the small pocket knife I keep hidden on me at all times. He doesn’t even realize the fear I feel at his mere presence. He cannot comprehend it, he never will. How easy would this 15 minute car ride be if I was born a boy?

Not all men.

It comes to Sunday, another snoozy, sleepy, Sunday and someone has the AUDACITY to tell me not all men are rapists. I say nothing.

I’m a 17 year old girl.
When I am walking alone and it’s dark, it’s all men.
When I am in a car with a man I don’t know well, it’s all men.
When men drunkenly leer at me on the streets, it’s all men.
When a boy won’t leave me alone at a party, it’s all men.

Not all men are rapists. But for a young girl like me? Every one of them has the potential to be.

Not.
All.
Men.

"

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this is amazing

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burdensome. /// r.i.d

burdensome. /// r.i.d

1 day ago with 1,847 notes — via inkskinned



“Learn how to see. Realize that everything connects to everything else.” 
― Leonardo da Vinci

“Learn how to see. Realize that everything connects to everything else.” 

Leonardo da Vinci

1 day ago with 57 notes — via fydavincis, © princeohberyn


hey-fucktruck:

teamjanos:

❒Single ❒Taken ✔ Unable to find love because, in addition to the fact I’m fiercely unattractive and I’m not particularly interesting nor talented, my standards have been set unrealistically high after years of mentally dating celebrities and/or fictional characters.

thank you for putting this in words 

:)

Also because 99.9% of articles talk about the importance of having someone’s dick/dildo/fingers shoved up your vagina/ass aka sex is the only reason to be in a relationship and if you’re not fucking you’re just friends and Do Not Want.

1 day ago with 226,701 notes — via nikkiheat16, © kinseyseven



"One of the many things I love about Daenerys is she’s given me an opportunity to fly the flag for young girls and women, to be more than just somebody’s wife and somebody’s girlfriend."

"One of the many things I love about Daenerys is she’s given me an opportunity to fly the flag for young girls and women, to be more than just somebody’s wife and somebody’s girlfriend."



wtfrenaissance:

Margaret prayed that the iPad battery would hold out, and her son Marcus would be entertained for the whole flight.

wtfrenaissance:

Margaret prayed that the iPad battery would hold out, and her son Marcus would be entertained for the whole flight.

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barricadefairytales:

CAN WE PLEASE TALK ABOUT EOIN’S TWITTER PIC BECAUSE JFC I LOVE THIS MAN HE COMPARES HIMSELF TO YOUNG MACKINTOSH 

barricadefairytales:

CAN WE PLEASE TALK ABOUT EOIN’S TWITTER PIC BECAUSE JFC I LOVE THIS MAN HE COMPARES HIMSELF TO YOUNG MACKINTOSH 

1 day ago with 29 notes — via gwainesworld, © barricadefairytales