brief rants from the week

bitchwitchswitch:

liking the colour pink, painting my nails, expressing love of kittens, etc etc etc IS NOT IN ANY WAY AFFILIATED WITH MY MEASURE OF INTELLIGENCE

whenever i talk in my little girl voice (it happens more than i’d expect) or wear poofy skirts or have new nail polish on or wear my pink shoes or or or people look at me funny

why can’t i say that my favourite word is kittens and still be looked upon as an intelligent person?

also, dear dad:

just cause i present more “feminine” now doesn’t mean that all the tank grrl is gone from my body. just like when i say that i always want to be a little boy and to have fun i don’t mean that i’m feeling dysphoric - i am just quoting peter pan correctly. and i don’t give two shits if i’m referring to myself as a boy cause god damn it it doesn’t matter.

OH MY GOD, like when this girl in my class told me I wasn’t a ~real feminist~ because I wore make-up, skirts and heels. FUCK THAT NOISE.

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