Power to Kill, Without the Power to Die

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Smile, gorgeous!

Living in New York I get this said to me frequently on the street. It is always on a day when I am incredibly stressed or dealing with a serious and troubling emotional problem.

Apparently, because I am a woman, I’m not allowed to be angry or upset. I should just fake happiness. I’m expected to smile and be pretty, even when I’m depressed or full of anxiety. Women are always suppose to be these beaming rays of sunshine! It makes me angry and, unfortunately, can make the different between a bad day and a terrible one.

(via microaggressions)

↵ Originally from microaggressions

↵ Reblogged from presidentjonesco

yougotvexed:

reasons to let me cuddle you:

I will stick my cold hands all over your body

I’ll probably fall asleep on you and make cute sleep noises

I can lay there long enough for the second coming of christ

nuzzling???

I will be smiling the whole time

you’re warm and I’m not

let me leech your heat

please