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)



Get off your computer and go outside. Live a little. eat new foods. Smile at strangers. Yell at old people. vandalize random cars. shit on rooftops. steal handfuls of bananas from walmart. get a tattoo of bill Cosby.

don’t yell at old people

Cant sleep and am now v sad like ok cool