As a little girl, I was told that one day I would fall in love and get married.
I was not told that sometimes the people I loved would not love me back and that it will feel difficult to walk down that aisle with the mountains of ashes I let people leave in my heart, but it will feel very easy to turn and run. So I did.
As a little girl, I was told that drugs weren’t cool and I should never touch them.
I was not told that one day I might hate myself so much that I’d poke holes in my veins in attempts to feel some sunshine inside of me.
As a little girl, I was told by my grandfather on his death bed that everyone’s time comes when they must go back to heaven.
I was not told that sometimes their time comes at 17 in their best friend’s car blaring their favourite song and heaven quits existing when the sound of colliding metal manifests in your dreams.
As a little girl, I was told to stay away from men in white vans offering me candy, because they were the bad guys that would hurt me.
I was not told to stay away from vibrant eyes and beautiful smiles offering me home in their arms, because good people can hurt you too.
As a little girl, I was told that I would bring home boys that my father didn’t approve of.
I was not told that I would want to bring home girls but I’d be too afraid my father wouldn’t approve.
As a little girl, I was told I may be pressured to do things he wants me to do and I should wait until I’m ready.
I was not told he wouldn’t care if I was ready and the word “no” isn’t always stronger than his hands cuffed around my wrists.
As a little girl, I was told not to be scared of the monsters under my bed, because they were really only in my head.
They were right about that, but I think I’m even more afraid now.
(trm) Little Girl (via acutelesbian)
This is so powerful
I think we all need to acknowledge this for a second because Adam made a really good point about this the other day and I haven’t gotten around to bitching about it until now. Everyone has been going on for MONTHS about how ridiculous wrecking ball is. How Miley is nude and posed provocatively and singing a pop-y song. Now, Panic! At The Disco has released a music video of Brendon Urie basically naked, posed provocatively, singing a pop-y song. No one says a god damned thing. Everyone is all hot-and-bothered over Brendon, but pissed at Miley, calling her a slut. (don’t get me wrong, I loved the music video, too. However, I find Miley just as sexy.)
I’m just saying, this is why I need feminism.
I would also like to point out the different meanings of the nudity in either video.
The Panic! At The Disco video is a song Called Girls/Girls/Boys. A song about a girl who is struggling with her sexual identity and [the narrator / singer] is calling her out by telling her he can see through her “having a boyfriend” rouse, because it’s obvious that she also has a girlfriend whom she keeps in secret to protect her “straight” appearance; for fear of judgement. It is also alluded to here that the singer / narrator has an unrequited love for the girl, but is obviously not the gender that she prefers. The nudity in this video appears to represent openness. The lack of secrets or anything to hide. He’s a male, in love with a female who prefers females and will never love him back; and there’s nothing he can do about it to change himself.
The Miley video is for Wrecking Ball. A much more self explanatory song about the raw, hurting, feelings after a break up with a long term relationship. Not any relationship, but, a real relationship with a real person that Miley had publicly just gone through. There was basically a 100% chance that her ex would see that video; and this is where the nudity comes in. Not something sexual, but vulnerability. The two most vulnerable states in the world are being nude (physical judgement, lack of protection) and expressing your emotions (emotional / mental judgement, letting down your guard). The nudity in Miley’s video represents her being completely vulnerable; much like she had been to let her ex into her life for such a long time.
Either way, gender removed from the topic; neither nudity in either video is a sexual nudity. The problem here isn’t just gender discrimination; it’s also oversexualization. If the nudity in the videos was not taken out of context and sexualized; neither of the artists involved would be patronized or glorified in any way other than a genuine critique.
This is why oversexualization is a problem.
How I imagined the newest Pixar’s announcement about Incredibles 2 went.
i feel like complete shit…. wonderfull….. i should’ve known all along that this was going to happen again…..
In 1983 a man was tested to see if he could sense god if all his senses were taken away. Every sense nerve in his brain was disconnected. He could not feel, hear, see or smell. He began reporting he could hear the voices of the dead and gave precise details that he could have not known. He then said he could see them and began clawing at his eyes, it turned to screaming and biting chunks of his flesh off. His last words were “I have spoken with God, and he has abandoned us” and died.
this is terrifying