Stop telling little boys they are invalid because they display ‘feminine’ qualities. Like softness is not a quality shown by men at all. Like sensitivity is a thing to be regarded with disgust and unkindness. Stop telling them that they become less when they express emotion. Do not them that it doesn’t matter when boys show emotion, that they deserve to be ignored when they do. Do not dismiss their tears to toughen them up and turn their feelings into a joke because that is how you create sociopaths. Stop saying, ‘You punch like a girl’ or ‘Yeah, that was all right…for a girl’. And stop telling your sons their tears make them girls – as though being a girl is the worst thing in the world. When the truth is being a girl is no different from being a boy when they are both just human beings. Stop demeaning them by making the word ‘woman’ or ‘girl’ a method to control their behavior, a reason to bottle their emotions and instead be volatile and display violent behavior. Stop teaching them to bully each other until they are macho and man up. And the ones of them who do not fit into this ideal are effeminate as if that is a curse. I wish society would stop telling little boys that showing emotion is the same thing as being a girl. And being a girl is the same thing as being weak. Instead, never let your sons forget where their essence was just formed, when their bodies were most vulnerable, they were protected by the womb of a woman. If they ever call all women weak, remind them of the strength of their mother who pulled her whole body apart to give theirs a home. Instead, teach them how to be kind regardless of their gender. Teach them how women and men are strong in their own ways. Teach them to respect the attributes they admire as one human to another. Instead, raise boys who accept people as they are and are strong because of their belief in themselves. Raise boys who are strong enough to display emotion and softness, and not hide their feelings when they display their hopes and dreams. Raise boys who can appreciate the softness of a moonlit night as much as they appreciate the stormy anger of the sea. After all, how are they supposed know how to respect women as much as men, if they are taught from a young age that women are lesser human beings.
this format was made by partie! please only use this for your QUOTES on WITTYPROFILES.COM and do not remove ANY part of the credit; that includes this credit right here and any credit that follows (c) partie Personally, morally and emotionally, I sometimes feel I’m in complete turmoil. I really don't know who I am. I still feel like I've got a hell of a lot to learn.
Dudu* posted a quote
December 27, 2015 12:02am EST
Fine then, I won't tell you where it hurts. I won't spill anymore, I'll keep it all hidden behind the curtains. It'll be just another mess to clean up, something else to sweep beneath the rug. I won't burden you with my emotional baggage, I'll keep to myself all this personal wreckage. So now don't you dare advance at me with warm intentions, when you've forced me to become like this. My heart beats loud but I don't feel with it.
Raxin posted a quote
December 26, 2015 11:45pm EST
AESTHETICS The proof of an artist is in being able to express genuine human gesture within any given restraints. Any medium is both a freedom and a jail. True character can shine through the bars of the jail of a medium by modulating the limited range in which there is freedom. The receptive audience innately adapts to the framework of the medium and looks for the spark of freedom within, which represents the gesture of another human being. In other words, we recognize each other by the marks we leave on the world, and an artist is one who makes those marks intentionally and formally, rather than unintentionally and informally, for the purposes of transmission. An artist needs to be clever in order to understand how to work a medium and needs to have something real to express in order to make the cost of working in the medium pay off in the end. AESTHETICS quote and format by Raxin
opalescent* posted a quote
December 11, 2015 8:03pm EST
Please leave format credit to 1986! He is not prince charming, love. None of them are, and you are not a princess. You're a villainess. You're the evil queen. Own it. Kill anyone who says you're not the fairest of them all. It is you who will save yourself. “
crimson24 posted a quote
December 11, 2015 5:51pm EST
I was wearing my "Somebody Cares About Me" shirt at work today, and when I walked into the back office, someone said, "SOMEBODY CARES ABOUT YOU!" and I said, "Yes, it's cheesy, don't give me crap about it!" and he said, "No, why would I do that? It's true...lots of somebodies care about you...and I don't want you to forget that...ever..." It was beautiful.
*brianna* posted a quote
October 16, 2015 7:31pm EDT
"If I killed myself tonight, the stars would still appear, the sun would still come out, the Earth would still rotate, the seasons would still change... so why not?" Fúck this. Do not tell me your best friend would not sit at your lunch table for three fúcking days just staring blankly at your old seat wishing that you were there to fill the space with laughter. Do not tell me your younger brother would not break down in the middle of class because you guys started talking about your favorite type of subject in school. Do not tell me your father would not begin working the night shifts to distract himself of the silence at home because you're not up until the ungodly hours of the night talking to his/her-face on the phone because you guys are so in love. Do not tell me your boyfriend/girlfriend would not go into your room and put on the last hoodie you wore trying to desperately imprint your scent onto their skin so they never forget your smell. Do not tell me your friends would not stare blankly at the gymnasium wall after the principal has announced your death to the entire school making no sound trying to convince themselves this is just another one of your impractical jokes. Do NOT fúcking TELL ME this búllshit line of how the stars would still appear the sun would still come out the earth would still rotate and the seasons will still change because without YOU you lil' beautiful piece of human being, none of these people will want ANY of that to happen.
Forever only meant never I lay here thinking how wrong could one person be How much hurt can one heart take Mistake after mistake nothing seems right I fight my battles with a smile that's holding it all back My eyes are heavy with the pain I bottle up Endless nights wondering what I did How could someone go so wrong My mistake was trusting you because to you forever meant never I built myself up only to let it all be torn back down My heart is shattered like a broken mirror I pick up the pieces placing them back together It only makes it harder when all I see is the past Staring back at me The cut on my finger from the broken pieces Doesn't come close to the pain you caused my heart Cuz for you forever only meant never What I was wasn't what you wanted I wasn't enough But none of that matters right Because to you forever only meant never a poem i wrote one night during a tough time!! Credits to me