What if the brownies were gay?
(Source: tibettefan4eva, via foreversupergay)
"There’s no point to a guy yelling, ‘Hey sexy baby’ at me out of the passenger window of a car as it speeds past. Even if I was into creepy misogynists and wanted to give him my number, I couldn’t. The car didn’t even slow down. But that’s okay, because he wasn’t actually hitting on me. The point wasn’t to proposition me or chat me up. The only point was to remind me, and all women, that our bodies are his to stare at, assess, comment on, even touch. ‘Hey sexy baby’ is the first part of a sentence that finishes, ‘this is your daily message from the patriarchy, reminding you that your body is public property.’"
- My First Name Ain’t Baby: ‘Hey Baby’ and Street Harassment (via official-mens-frights-activist)
A brilliant metaphor
6. Cycle lanes are built just for you, and then the cars drive in those too.
im going to be old and poor and when they ask me why i have no savings all id have to say is “i ate a lot of brunch and smelled really good in my 20s”