• One in three women report being a victim of domestic violence (30%). 
  • One in five women report being a victim of sexual assault (20%).
  • 60% of Americans, 15 years or older, know a victim of domestic violence or sexual assault.
  • Among the 70% of women who have experienced domestic violence and told somebody about it, more than half (58%) said that nobody helped them.

No more bystanding. No more ignorance. No more excuses.

No more.

as a victim of this, makes me so happy to see this- especially an extremely influential person like amy poehler here… no more. 

The thing I like about this the most is that there’s a mixture of males and females and they haven’t made a thing of it. It’s not just a bunch of white knights…
Campaigns like this are usually “WE ARE REAL MEN AND WE DON’T RAPE PEOPLE GIVE US A COOKIE.” 

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Expectation vs reality: tickle attacks

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"Chipotle was closed."
Submitted By: Megan L.
Location: California, United States

Me too sweetie, me too.


"Chipotle was closed."
Submitted By: Megan L.
Location: California, United States

Me too sweetie, me too.



suits are so great… they’re intuxicating


I thought it was… suitable

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Convertible Futon / Bunk Bed

Make guests look forward to sleeping on the couch. This futon converts into a bunk bed in about five steps. Sold on BonBon.

gif lol funny mine movie lego the lego movie lego movie emmet

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Quick reminder that these are all real movies.

Are you kidding

It gets funnier with every title

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forgiveness: Sherlock vs Mary

punches clear through your front door and screams at you about the importance of the WORDING OF THIS SENTENCE.

Also, why would John need to write down two fucking sentences? He’s not an idiot, not by any stretch of the imagination. So even if they were words he chose very very carefully and labored over them for hours, why is he reading them off a slip of paper or whatever it is that he looks at in his hands?

Because it’s really, really hard to say things like that for some people. Not because they’re (we’re) idiots. Just because, when we have something worded out perfectly, for once in our lives, we would like to remember it as we thought it. Because talking to someone you love in a way that they understand your meaning is a stressful and often scary proposition when sensitive topics are on the table.


You are 12. You’re at the library looking for some generic young adult fiction novel about a girl who falls for her best friend. Your dad makes a disgusted face. “This is about lesbians,” he says. The word falls out of his mouth as though it pains him. You check out a different book and cry when you get home, but you aren’t sure why. You learn that this is not a story about you, and if it is, you are disgusting.

You are 15. Your relatives are fawning over your cousin’s new boyfriend. “When will you have a boyfriend?” they ask. You shrug. “Maybe she’s one of those lesbians,” your grandpa says. You don’t say anything. You learn that to find love and acceptance from your family, you need a boyfriend who thinks you are worthy of love and acceptance.

You are 18. Your first boyfriend demands to know why you never want to have sex with him. He tells you that sex is normal and healthy. You learn that something is wrong with you.

You are 13. You’re at a pool party with a relative’s friend’s daughter. “There’s this lesbian in my gym class. It’s so gross,” she says. “Ugh, that’s disgusting,” another girl adds. They ask you, “do you have any lesbians at your school?” You tell them no and they say you are lucky. You learn to stay away from people.

You are 20. You have coffee with a girl and you can’t stop thinking about her for days afterwards. You learn the difference between a new friendship and new feelings for a person.

You are 13. Your mom is watching a movie. You see two girls kiss on screen. You feel butterflies and this sense that you identify with the girls on the screen. Your mom gets up and covers the screen. You learn that if you are like those girls, no one wants to see it.

You are 20. You and your friends are drunk and your ex-boyfriend dares you to make out with your friend. You both agree. You touch her face. It feels soft and warm. Her lips are small and her hands feel soft on your back. You learn the difference between being attracted to someone and recognizing that someone you care about is attractive.

You are 16. You find lesbian porn online. Their eyes look dead and their bodies are positioned in a way that you had never imagined. You learn that liking girls is acceptable if straight men can decide the terms.

You are 20. You are lying next to a beautiful girl and talking about everything. You tell her things that you don’t usually tell anyone. You learn how it feels not to want to go to sleep because you don’t want to miss out on any time with someone.

You are 15. Your parents are talking about a celebrity. Your dad has a grin on his face and says, “her girlfriend says that she’s having the best sex of her life with her!” You learn that being a lesbian is about the kind of sex you have and not how you love.

You are 18. You are in intro to women’s and gender studies. “Not all feminists are lesbians- I love my husband! Most of the feminists on our leadership team are straight! It’s just a stereotype,” the professor exclaims. You learn that lesbianism is something to separate yourself from.

You are 21 and you are kissing a beautiful girl and she’s your girlfriend and you understand why people write songs and make movies and stupid facebook statuses about this and time around you just seems to stop and you could spend forever like this and you learn that there is nothing wrong with you and you are falling in love.

You are 21. And you are okay.


— a thing I wrote after arguing with an insensitive dude on facebook all day or Things Other People Taught me about Liking Girls (via samanticshift)

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Your first time is NOT supposed to hurt

You are NOT supposed to bleed

If you bleed, that is NOT your hymen being ‘popped’, it is a tear due to lack of sexual arousal and natural lubrication.

This is all a MYTH perpetrated by men so they don’t have to make sure you are comfortable and sufficiently aroused enough before you have sex with them. It is an excuse to disregard and hurt you.

I just really want women to know this.

wait…. really?

yes really

well… shit.

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