I can’t be surrounded by your negativity while I’m trying to grow into a fully formed woman.
— Judd Apatow, Lena Dunham, Shoshanna Shapiro, Zosia Mamet, imdb.com
I can’t be surrounded by your negativity while I’m trying to grow into a fully formed woman.
— Judd Apatow, Lena Dunham, Shoshanna Shapiro, Zosia Mamet, imdb.com
This is the arc of loving yourself: not a lightning bolt or a movie romance, not swelling strings or bursting fireworks, but the incremental and incomplete progress of a melting glacier, shaping the land where it once lay.
You can smile when your heart is breaking because you're a woman.
Strength is a woman with her hand on the mouth / of behemoth, voice pushed out like birds in all directions.
No more pandering. No more feeling guilty about hurting someone’s feelings when something doesn’t feel right for me. I have made a promise to myself to be responsible to my self, that in order to trust my instincts I must first respect them.
I went to juvie twice and did a lot of bad shit, but now I've grown into a woman and I enjoy being a woman. But at the same time the tomboy in me backs me up whenever I need it.
Women are human beings, with the full range of saintly and demonic behaviours this entails.
In every woman there is a girl.
If men are in control of the media (and they are – over 95% of clout positions in media are held by men), then what does that do to stories about women? If narratives about women are being controlled by men, is what’s being told about women really accurate — or is ‘correct,’ ‘normal,’ ‘real’ womanho…
A naked woman is neither empowering or oppressed divorced from the context. Women do not exist in a vacuum, nor behind glass, nor as a metaphor. A woman is naked while alone in her shower minding her own business, and she is naked in fetishizing media made by men for men. She is born naked, because…
Mama and Daddy King represent the best in manhood and womanhood, the best in a marriage, the kind of people we are trying to become.
I wish for a speedy death to the chill girl within all of us, a kiss of death to the malleable shell of ourselves surviving only on our socialized compulsion to people please. And a long and fruitful life to the woman who has patiently been waiting underneath.
tbh… women don't exist to heal men.
O! Vessel of womanhood I am loosed upon the world with dust and filed nails.
Say what you will, / Call me in all things what I was before, / A flutterer in the wind, a woman still; / I tell you I am what I was and more.
you respect women? cute. but do you respect trans women? fat women? disabled women? hoes and hood rats too? just curious.
— azizA, twitter.com
It is hard to stop loving the ocean, even after it has left you gasping.
I wanted to project the women that I grew up with, a multicultural sort of woman, diverse in thought, as strong as a man but still a woman, and gosh darn it, I wanted to be a superhero.
They may call me a sinner, but I am at peace with myself.
But women have lust, too. Why should they be relegated to the position of custodian of emotions, watcher of infants, feeder of soul, body and pride of man?