Blood and Guts and Ice Cream Dreams

trixielikesit:

butwewereokay:

outtavogue:

littlewendycat:

aestivate:

fuck off, catcallers of the world.

fuck. off.

THIS

I want to smash every catcaller’s kneecaps in with a fucking lead pipe, and then smash them harder in the groin

and then break their face and throw a knife into their foreheads

Women have to deal with a lot of bullshit. We have to break patriarchy’s knees, y’all.

GOD, the last panel breaks my heart. You hope and expect that you can at least come home to someone who will at least try to understand, and then they say something like that, and it makes the whole experience so much worse.

I’ve come up with this thing where I run screaming in a ridiculous and loud voice with my arms flailing. I will try this out to see what will make cat callers stop.

Do please tell me if that works. I always want to try things like that, but I always get shell-shocked. The closest I ever got was flipping people off when I lived in KL- which was a lot easier because they would just be creepy leers and stares instead of catcalls.