baby butch blues đź’§
You can never escape creepy crawly spiders, not even in the endless vacuum of space. One hundred and eighty thousand light-years away, the Tarantula Nebula is waiting for you to fall into its starry web.
Image Credit: NASA
“The woman who doesn’t require validation from anyone is the most feared individual on the planet.”
— Mohadesa Najumi
Take Me To Space - series by Manzi Jackson
some lesbian couple sketches from twitter :)
All females should be able to safely exist shirtless when the situation is necessary or comfortable. We should be able to do this without being sexualized.
I have nothing but the utmost love and respect for my sisters who have had mastectomies, but I am side-eyeing the hell out of the many, many women I see lately talking about getting top surgery just so that they can be shirtless outside.
Listen up, friends. We should fight for a new world, instead. We should fight for spaces where the female body can embrace as much freedom as the male body is regularly allowed to have without gross sexualization. We have the right to bare chests. Liberating yourself from the mindset of “not being able to be shirtless” because you have breasts might just be the best thing you ever do for yourself. Your breasts don’t hold you back from this experience - society’s expectation for what those breasts mean is what holds you back. It’s not physical, it’s cultural, and every Woman deserves to be able to to be bare chested without being in danger.
Sometimes it's fun to play with gender, to subvert and mix words and roles. I like it when my friends call me bro. I like to dress in men's clothes and enjoy the power and respect they represent. I like the cool guy image.
Sometimes it's fun to pass, to accidentally trick and challenge people. They make funny stories, and I feel like a shapeshifter making fun of the social order.
But I always return to myself. Underneath it all is my real, unchangable female self, and I am a woman.
I am a woman with a shaved head. A woman in a suit. A woman called sir and bro and he. A woman who's rough and tough and handsome and bold.
I am a woman in rebellion, and there are no words or clothes or assigned roles or social standards that can take it from me.