garrulus:

throwoveryourman:

throwoveryourman:

you ever hoist a big laundry basket on your hip and feel like the great tragedy of your life is that you weren’t born a hearty peasant girl in medieval england who’d die at 22 from an abscessed tooth

imo the fact that people apparently relate to this points to some kind of weird cell memory of centuries of female labour that’s activated by extended pressure against the hipbone. im becoming an evolutionary psychologist it was wonderful knowing you all

today i was cooking when somebody rang the doorbell and i wiped my hands on my apron and suddenly i was a 18th century kitchen girl, excited to greet the post boy she secretly has a crush on 

brothernatures:

its-probably-all-elves:

marvus-x0loto:

feministfront:

your-naked-magic-oh-dear-lord:

fairydusts:

girl culture is turning around every few feet when you’re walking alone to see if someone’s following u

Learn to peep through the corner of your eye so you’re not quite so obvious when you turn.

Putting in your earphones so hopefully no random men try to talk to/harass you but not actually playing music so you can listen for footsteps/other suspicious noises behind you.

feeling like someone is following you and subtly shifting whatever object you’re holding into a better grip so you can use it as a bludgeon if the person behind you tries anything

Being fucking terrified when street lamps give you more than one shadow

just girly things~🌟