Ariel can’t handle your slutshaming right now Eric!
Inspired by these I felt like making my own :)
friendly reminder that
- self-respect has nothing to do with clothes
- self-respect has nothing to do with clothes
- self-respect has nothing to do with clothes
- self-respect has nothing to do with clothes
- self-respect has nothing to do with clothes
- self-respect has nothing to do with clothes
- self-respect has nothing to do with clothes
- self-respect has nothing to do with clothes
- self-respect has nothing to do with clothes
- self-respect has nothing to do with clothes
In an exercise entitled “A Rose with No Petals,” the teacher is told to “hold up a beautiful rose.” Students are then told to pass the rose around the room with each student removing a petal. When the rose no longer has petals, the teacher must “share that the rose represents someone who participates in casual sex. Each time a sexually active person gives that most personal part of himself or herself away, that person can lose a sense of personal value and worth. It all comes down to self-respect.”Choosing the Best PATH, Leader Guide, p. 7What in the ever-living fuck, our government PAYS PEOPLE to TEACH THIS. TO CHILDREN.

Dear fellow ladies, if you want to be “treated like a woman”, you should start acting like a woman and not like some object that could be used and then thrown away. Women these days complain about how men just use them or how men are not gentlemen, but in reality women are do not act like ladies either. The ones that complain are usually the ones with no self respect. In reality, men and women should both change their attitudes toward the opposite sex in order to receive the same treatment back. Sorry, ranting. I’m done now.
Internalized misogynist says what?
Things required to be considered a woman (or “lady”):
- identifying as a woman
- nothing else (and that includes behaving in compliance with your personal idea of womanhood)
Things required to be a decent human being (an incomplete list due to editing based on the situation):
- Not projecting your societally-constructed gender ideas onto others
- Not blaming women for the objectification/abuse/manipulation they face as a result of those societally-constructed gender ideas
- Understanding that self respect includes loving yourself however you choose, which includes all of the following: wearing whatever kind of clothing that makes you feel good, behaving in ways that make you feel good as long as they don’t harm others, and trying to ignore misogyny-spewing people like you, OP.
Basically: GTFO
“man we totally raped the other team”
“i wish girls these days would have more self respect”
“i’m not racist my best friend is black”
(Source: miranotsukaima)
(Source: darkthoughtsbrightdays)
FUCKING, UGH.Okay. In middle school and early high school, I will not lie, I was one of those fucking boys that called girls whores and sluts because they might have had a lot of sex. Yeah, I didn’t know what I was talking about. I was rude, I was ignorant, I was 13 years old.
But now, I realize how fucking stupid it is after studying slut shaming in Feminism and sexual freedom in Satanism. I’m not that person anymore.
SO, THIS LEADS ME TO MY POINT.
I’m fucking sick of grown ass “men” STILL calling women sluts and whores. If I fucking hear some guy saying that a girl has “no self respect” because they choose to go out and make their own choices with whoever they want, I’m going to fucking flip my shit. It’s scum bags like these dudes that give all men a bad fucking name. Yeah, I admit it, I was like that in middle/high school because I didn’t know any better. But jesus fucking christ. Come on.
And then of course, it’s okay for a hetero male to go off and fuck as many girls as he wants and it’s just so fucking cool for them. Oh my god dude, you have so much game. I’m such a pussy. Holy fuck.
Jesus, shut the fuck up. Read a god damn book. Open your mind. I did it, and I am happy as can be. And I know for a FACT I have the ability to make another person happy that is willing to open up to me. I haven’t found that person yet unfortunately (single? Hit me up wink wink let me bake for you and cuddle) and it sickens me to see people like you slut-shamers get all of this positive attention.
FUCK YOU.
A few words of advice to the ladies out there.
How fucking dare you?
A few words of advice? Please.
Empowerment and self-respect don’t just come from putting more clothes on.
If the only reason you’re putting more clothes on is to gain more “respect” from men, who will see you as less of a sex object because of your self-expression, then maybe you should have a think about that whole “respect” thing.
Does your self-respect depend entirely on men’s opinion of you? On whether they think you’re not “too slutty” or “too frigid?” On what they think of your body and what you choose to show of it? Does your self-respect depend entirely on not being perceived as a slut? Because I don’t know how much self-respect that is.
If the amount of respect you give a woman (and expect her to give herself) depends on what she does or doesn’t do with her body, rather than her brain, then I don’t really give a shit about your respect, but I respect myself.
I respect myself enough to stand up to the man who touched me on the ass on the tram the other day, because I know I am a human being, and I have a right to wear whatever I want, whether that be a burqa or a pair of booty shorts.
I respect myself enough to be confident about my body walking down the beach in a bikini, even though I don’t have the size 8, tanned body that magazines tell me I should have.
And respect myself enough to wear the shortest, tightest, most low-cut dress I own out on a Friday night, not because I want men’s approval, but because it makes me feel good about myself.
Self respect doesn’t come from doing things purely for others’ opinions of you, it comes from knowing that your opinion is the one that matters, and no one else has the right to make you feel inferior or ashamed.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and I want that beholder who thinks I’m beautiful to be myself.