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This is really important info from a really great resource! Remember: No one ever deserves to be harassed, exploited, or emotionally abused. Everyone deserves to have their privacy and their body respected—whether they’re a current partner or an ex.
Check out endrevengeporn.org to learn about ways to get explicit images taken down, how to get involved in your area, or how to seek legal assistance. Or for more info about digital abuse and online harassment, check out loveisrespect.org.
90 percent of the victims are women
This is really important. When I was in high school, there was a girl in my grade who was known to be a bit promiscuous. She was constantly harassed and ostracized for it. In our junior year, she was talking to this guy and she decided to send pictures of herself to him. Before the end of the week, the pictures were on everyone’s phones. It was a trend basically. For weeks, it was nothing but “Oh have you seen X’s picture’s yet? No? Here, let me show you.” It was pretty disgusting. I honestly still have a mental imprint of the image, it was that prominent. She was 17, and her pictures were being passed around like a souvenir because she trusted the wrong guy, because some punk ass high schooler tried to be edgy and “expose the school slut.” If you share someone else’s pictures without permission, you are trash. Though looking back, I really gotta admire how she handled the situation with amazing grace and attitude.
When people say ‘what about amateur porn? That’s not bad is it?’
Yes. Yes it is. They could be underage. It could be revenge porn. Fuck knows.
Why is it men always want to turn the extra room into a man-cave?
Screw you I’m turning that room into a lady cave. I’m going to go in there and read romance novels, crochet, preform witchcraft, scrap book, pet a cat, worship satan, and complain to my friends that you’re not satisfying me sexually. You can go fuck yourself.
This post haunts me.
my friend and i had to break a social norm for our sociology class so we drove around and catcalled boys (and one male teacher omfg) and they all looked so alarmed and confused and like they thought we were straight up crazy it was priceless and it rlly highlighted the fact that women just expect to be harassed when walking down the street whereas guys are just completely taken aback by it
this is a really important thing for people to understand
honestly, this is so important though. at 18, i had been depressed for so long that i was afraid of what would happen if it were to get treatment. “if this part of me goes away, who am i? will i still be the same me?” i was legitimately afraid of getting help for myself. your depression may shape you, but it doesn’t define you.
THIS IS SO FUCKING VALIDATING I CAN’T EVEN.
GETTING HELP DOES NOT MEAN LOSING CREATIVITY.
Let me repeat that, in case you weren’t clear: getting help - therapy, medication, self-care - does NOT mean losing creativity. I know too many fabulous creative people who lose themselves and their art to this nonsense.