Real men don’t talk about their sexual conquests or call a woman out of her name. My father once told me “No matter if a woman is sinner or a saint when you lay with her you become her equal. So no matter what you feel about them, it’s also a reflection of yourself.”
hey, whatcha doing? are these the internets? can I internet too?
I am seriously outraged right now. I went into school today and was sent to the principal’s office not even 5 minutes inside the building. I was asked if I had any other clothes with me to which I responded I did not and was told I would NOT be sent to my classes if I didn’t call someone to come bring me clothes.
I told her that my mother is the only one who lives with me and that she was at work and could not come bring me clothes.
To which she responded
“Well I’m not sending you to your classes like that, you can come into my office and do some work but unless we get a parental figure to come bring you clothes you will not be going to class, it’s too much of a distraction and offensive to your fellow students.”
excuse me but what is so offensive about my shorts. I have worn this outfit numerous times during the school year, and only now that it has started to get nice outside have they been stricter on what the girls in this high school wear.
DO YOU KNOW HOW HOW IT FUCKING IS OUTSIDE.
The office called my mom and told her that “my way of dressing could be offensive or distracting to the students and most importantly, the teachers.”
I’m a junior in high school, but just because i’m a junior does NOT MEAN I WILL STAND FOR YOUR BULLSHIT SLUT-SHAMING AND SEXIST DRESS CODE.
Instead of telling the girls to feel victimized and shamed for what they wear, like tell your shitty staff to stop being such perverts and to look away and seriously, if they have such issues with my clothing that they can’t help themselves then why are you allowed to be a teacher in the first place.
My body is not something to be ashamed of, and I will not “change” to fit into your shit society of misogynistic ideals.
I will. wear. what. I choose.
here’s what I think about your shit dress code:
A few years ago, I told an English teacher of mine, almost jokingly, that I was planning on committing suicide. I think it was my last cry for help. He called the cops on me and they came to my house that evening. Instead of my parents (father and stepmother) being concerned as I had so desperately hoped, just to feel loved, I was shunned and told I “embarrassed the family and should be ashamed of myself” and that I had “already ruined everyone else’s lives enough.”
I was in an emotionally abusive relationship at the time and was called idiotic by the only person I felt I had left. I often think about how if I were to die, it would take days for my parents to realize something was wrong because of how often they forget I even exist. I hide my depression fairly well considering I’ve only been told it causes problems for everyone else.
Days like these, when I feel even a hint of the agony and despair I felt that night makes me honestly wonder what stopped me?
Tippi Degré, the girl who spent her childhood in the African jungle
Tippi Degré could be a normal girl, but for the fact of having lived 13 years of his life in the African jungle, living with all kinds of animals, from the most peaceful to the largest predators. A kind of Mowgli in females. Since his birth in 1990 until his 13-year-old Tippi lived in the African jungle, but after Tippi moved with his parents to Paris and the result was expected: the girl couldn’t relate because she had “little in common” with other children. She was educated at home and today, at age 23, studying cinema at the Sorbonne Nouvelle University. [read more]
Photographs taken inside musical instruments making them look like large and spacious rooms.
the fact that kids feel physically ill and have mental breakdowns at the very idea of going to school should be a clue to some people that maybe something isnt fucking right
False color of a glass frog (yes it’s real!)