manifestfreedom:

my body is not public property!

manifestfreedom:

my body is not public property!

bthny:

Yeaaaah @hollabackphilly #streetharassment #EndSH

bthny:

Yeaaaah @hollabackphilly #streetharassment #EndSH

blackjatovia:

Regram from @museummammy. @tlynnfaz is everything. #STWTS #streetart #streetharassment

blackjatovia:

Regram from @museummammy. @tlynnfaz is everything. #STWTS #streetart #streetharassment

PSA: if i don't know you, don't fucking touch me.

blkgirlblogging:

i went to a party last night and there was a guy there who kept putting his hands on my waist/lower back area to maneuver around me.

this happens a lot when i’m out and i never know what to do about it, but what i DO know is that it bothers me and makes me uncomfortable.

there is no real reason…

nhaofnewnu:

Stop Telling Women To Smile by Tatyana Fazlalizadeh  

nhaofnewnu:

Stop Telling Women To Smile by Tatyana Fazlalizadeh  

poesiegrenadine:

A little tip for all you catcallers out there: “Oi” is not generally a pronoun which sets women’s loins alight with desire.

gurl:

Can What You Wear Prevent Street Harassment?

They say I have a sweet ass, nice tits, a real pretty dress. They say I’m their future wife, or I’d look good with their dick in my mouth. They try (and probably succeed at times) to take pictures down my shirt. They ask if they can get my number, they ask where I live, why I’m not smiling, why my boyfriend lets me walk around by myself. Then they ask why I’m such a bitch, if my pussy is made of ice. They say that they never do this, as though I’ve somehow driven them to inappropriate behavior and deserve it. They say they’re just having fun, trying to pay me a compliment. Pretty frequently they get mean, slipping into a loud tourettes-like chant of bitch-whore-cunt-slut.


Before you try to tell me that it’s because I take my clothes off for a living, let me tell you that this started way before I was 18. Let me tell you that every single woman I know has at least one truly terrifying story of street harassment and a whole bunch of other stories that are merely insulting or annoying. Let me remind you that in a room of pornography fans, who have actually seen me with a dick in my mouth and who can buy a replica of my vagina in a can or box, I am treated with far more respect than I am walking down the street.

Stoya (via losingsightofsaturn)
As feminists, we need to approach catcalling from the front, from the side and from the back. It’s not enough to condemn men’s behavior- we must also heal our past hurts, remove our assumptions and create positive forms of interactions.
How Sexual Harrasment Slaughtered, Then Saved Me, Kiini Ibura Salaam (via chicanafem)
plastic-pussycats:

I always find myself creating a new sign or drawing every time I get harassed.
This time some man double my age followed me to my bus stop, pestering me to go out with him or to give me his number, despite my polite refusal numerous times. He got a bit nasty. No one intervened. 

street harassment is NEVER okay. click here to learn what to do when you are being harassed.

plastic-pussycats:

I always find myself creating a new sign or drawing every time I get harassed.

This time some man double my age followed me to my bus stop, pestering me to go out with him or to give me his number, despite my polite refusal numerous times. He got a bit nasty. No one intervened. 

street harassment is NEVER okay. click here to learn what to do when you are being harassed.

The first time a man yelled at me

From across the street

I turned to my mother

And said “Mom they think you’re pretty!”

She just laughed and said they weren’t yelling at her

They were yelling at me

I was barely thirteen.

Now when men yell at me

From across the street,

Behind me,

In my face,

In personal space,

I don’t look at anyone

I look down.

Because it’s my fault

My skirt is “too short”

My jeans are “too tight”

My lipstick is “too red”

I am “asking” for attention

I “want” this.

When men yell at me

I wonder

Are they doing it for me

Or for themselves?

I don’t get anything out of this

This animalistic mating call

This territory marking

This complimentary remark.

When men yell at me from across the street

I want to yell back

But I am taught they are right

I am wrong.

So when men yell at me

I keep walking

I don’t care if they think I’m pretty

They don’t do this for me.

Street Harassment by Colleen Michele (thatstoomainstream)
Catcalls are directives — Turn around! Come talk to me! Let me see that smile!— which assume at their most basic level an ownership of the woman being catcalled. These aren’t innocuous or playful requests; they are symptoms of entitlement, and messages that women don’t deserve control over their own bodies.

"Men. Tell Other Men This Is Unacceptable."

Today, 2 men followed me until I reached my destination obviously deviating from their original route and paying no attention to me telling them I don’t want to talk, one guy insisted I get in his car, and one on the bus (despite me fervently ignoring him) came and sat next to me and continuously tried to touch me, then called me crazy for telling him to fuck off. — Asked by keepcalmandcuddleyourteddybear