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Plays: 194
I will love you ‘til the end of time
I would wait a million years
Promise you’ll remember that you’re mine
Baby can you see through the tears
Love you more
Than those bitches beforePosted on May 25, 2013 via cutie patootie with 55 notes
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did she get a haircut
no she’s not in uniform
Is that a new bow?
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The weather varies between heavy fog and pale sunshine; My thoughts follow the exact same process.
Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry dated 21 April 1918 (via c-ovet)(via anarttoeverything)
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Women have to do so little to be declared “man haters”. All we have to do is name male violence for what it is. It is at this point the patriarchally minded step in and throw the “man hating” cliche into the mix. But in doing so, what men have done to women is forgotten, brushed under the carpet, ushered into the corner with candy with the hope it’ll be forgotten.
But for a man to be declared a “woman hater” he has to do so much more. Even when men abuse, rape, prostitute and kill women, they’re excused… His victim’s actions are looked for as if his hatred was a logical reaction to her own actions.
The liberals forget how ingrained woman hating is… from that moment a baby is killed for being female, to the child’s growth, through adulthood- womanhood is something to be despised, to be destroyed. Women are hated freely and easily. Men become the untouchables… we are not allowed to criticise them, lest we be labelled men haters.
But if all it takes to be labelled a man hater is to speak out unrelentlessly against male violence, to despise the violence done to my sisters, then I’ll wear that label… I’ll write it myself, and I’ll scream it from the rooftops. I’d rather be a man hater than stop addressing male violence for what it is.
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no see lesbians are not more accepted than gay men they’re more sexualized please do not get those 2 things confused
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Article includes discussions of: gaslighting, systemic twisting of the creative mentor-ingenue relationship, F Scott being awful (surprise!), discrediting women’s arguments by saying they are overly emotional, the patriarchy being awful (surprise!), etc.
i really liked this, because team zelda, obvi. i remember the first time i realized i was team zelda was when i had to write a paper on the great gatsby in high school and was reading outside reviews and they allllll talked about how ‘crazy’ zelda was, my li’l feminist self was like this can’t be right. it wasn’t until this summer that i really delved into her life, journals and writings, and i appreciate that this article is well researched. there are also accounts that scott was physically abusive, that doctors recommended that he also see to his mental health, there are letters to scottie where he accused her of being a failure just like her mother… it’s not pretty, and the things discussed here are just the tip of the iceberg.
so, when you see zelda called ‘crazy’ (or any person’s emotional response devalued) take it with a huge grain of salt.
ps- one of the ‘treatments’ zelda received was training on how to be a good wife, because that makes sense.
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She quietly expected great things to happen to her, and no doubt that’s one of the reasons why they did.
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We grew up founding our dreams on the infinite promise of American advertising. I still believe that one can learn to play the piano by mail and that mud will give you a perfect complexion.
Save me the Waltz, Zelda Fitzgerald




