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do you ever just look at someone’s interpretation of a character and want to gently put your hands on their shoulders, look them kindly in the eyes and say you got it all wrong



"A sea of faces, some hostile, some amused, ringed around us, and in the center, facing us, stood a magnificent blonde — stark naked. There was dead silence. I felt a blast of cold air chill me. I tried to back away, but they were behind me and around me. Some of the boys stood with lowered heads, trembling. I felt a wave of irrational guilt and fear. My teeth chattered, my skin turned to goose flesh, my knees knocked. Yet I was strongly attracted and looked in spite of myself. Had the price of looking been blindness, I would have looked. The hair was yellow like that of a circus kewpie doll, the face heavily powdered and rouged, as though to form an abstract mask, the eyes hollow and smeared a cool blue, the color of a baboon’s butt. I felt a desire to spit upon her as my eyes brushed slowly over her body. Her breasts were firm and round as the domes of East Indian temples, and I stood so close as to see the fine skin texture and beads of pearly perspiration glistening like dew around the pink and erected buds of her nipples. I wanted at one and the same time to run from the room, to sink through the floor, or go to her and cover her from my eyes and the eyes of the others with my body; to feel the soft thighs, to caress her and destroy her, to love her and murder her, to hide from her, and yet to stroke where below the small American flag tattooed upon her belly her thighs formed a capital V. I had a notion that of all in the room she saw only me with her impersonal eyes. - Invisible Man"

This was read to me in class today. Out loud, by my feminist male teacher. The same teacher who had to say it in a low sensual voice and to stop himself and say he needed to pause because of how sexual it was. While I and about 15 other girls sat uncomfortably in silence as this imaginary woman was preyed upon by my teacher. Because we had to know about women stereotypes. Because reading it alone wasn’t enough we had to hear him imagine this woman and take her apart. In a school where i was told multiple times in biology that if I wasn’t comfortable seeing a woman give birth I could leave, I had to sit and watch as my teacher ravished some fictional character with his mind. And I just have to ask how in anyway it was seen as appropriate? The book itself isn’t horrible but I had to read through an explicit rape scene and take notes. And I wasn’t allowed to opt out. When some woman is sexualized and degraded I have no choice but to sit there and read it because of a grade. And being the thinker that I am wondered what if it had been a guy? What if some teacher read out loud of some guy’s rock hard abs and his dick, color and all? Have a teacher pause and sigh then keep going? Well that’d be too inappropriate. How dare we expose girls to the sexual body of a man! The girls can’t handle it or will be uncomfortable. Their poor innocent minds! 

So let’s just have them sit and watch as every boy listens attentively as a woman is destroyed by our teacher. That will protect the girls.

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Just saw a girl in high heels long boarding to class. Godspeed, my queen.

Cute Date Ideas by Tumblr User Tweeckos
1: dressing like hipsters and going to a hipster cafe and ordering the most hipster-like coffee and taking selfies with it and posting them on the internet
2: creating your own fictional couple and dressing and acting like them in public without breaking character
3: exploring parts of your town/city where youve never been and finding cool hangout spots
4: going on a picnic but bringing pillows and stuff so that cuddles may ensue
5: going out in public and only communicating in song lyrics
6: play drinking games but instead of drinking you have to smooch
7: stay home and make an intricate blanket/pillow fort and have a slumber party
8: watch terrible movies but pretend like you're totally into it the entire time



Injustice: Gods Among Us - “Chapter 25”

written by Tom Taylor
art by Bruno Redondo

hahaha Kate (I may have reblogged this before, who cares.  Kate’s reaction!)