my favorite #YesAllWomen tweets are the ones where people finally get what feminism is all about, because it shows its actually doing something, as opposed to on tumblr where we’re all shouting about it to people who already agree with us
That time I burned the popcorn.
That time when you sat on my futon and told me your woes.
That time you said you loved me.
That time we threw rocks at the wall from the pile.
That time I surprised you with rabbits.
That time we slept together for the first time.
That time you let me read the first chapter of the novel you wrote.
That time I was feeling down and you ran to my side.
That time we talked about feminist theory for hours.
That time you said you believed in me when I didn’t.
That time I knew you could do anything you set your mind to.
That time I knew that us could be us for as long as we wanted it to be.
That time I knew we could work.
That time when I wasn’t afraid to make plans.
That time when you wanted to celebrate my birthday with me months from now.
That time you introduced me to your parents.
That time you wanted to meet my parents.
That time you almost came to DC to see me.
That time when I knew I didn’t need you but I knew I needed you.
That time is now.
That time is ours.
That time is us.
a restaurant in my hometown got a review that said the servers should “show some skin” so the owner added a potato skin special to the menu and all the proceeds from the special go to the west virginia foundation for rape information services (x)