erikamoen
erikamoen:

This week on Oh Joy, Sex Toy, my super awesome, talented, funny friend Lucy Knisley shares her experiences about having the Implant Birth Control! Possibly the only write-up on birth control that finds a way to mention the X-Files.

OhJoySexToy is my most favourite thing, because LEARNING! and KNOWLEDGE! and SEX! I had never even heard of this before. But it’s certainly something I will think about. I can never remember to take BC pills at the same time, and so I stopped taking them. I was thinking about an IUD, but wasn’t really sure about it. But, X-FILES. So I think I’ll be looking into this.

erikamoen:

This week on Oh Joy, Sex Toy, my super awesome, talented, funny friend Lucy Knisley shares her experiences about having the Implant Birth Control! Possibly the only write-up on birth control that finds a way to mention the X-Files.

OhJoySexToy is my most favourite thing, because LEARNING! and KNOWLEDGE! and SEX! I had never even heard of this before. But it’s certainly something I will think about. I can never remember to take BC pills at the same time, and so I stopped taking them. I was thinking about an IUD, but wasn’t really sure about it. But, X-FILES. So I think I’ll be looking into this.

New segment here: I’ve decided to start answering some of the questions that have been sitting in my ask box for months, collecting dust. Just the good ones. The ones that make me very angry, or very happy, or that really make me think. My answers will be rambling and unorganized. I’ll probably answer them slowly and over a long period of time, and I’ll probably keep the person who asked the question anonymous. On to it. 

Hello there. So I’ve been following you (on here of course lol) for quite some time now. And I’ve never actually paid much attention to the content of your blog. And this will probably end up being a rant that doesn’t make sense because I don’t know exactly how to say what I want to say…or what I want to say for that matter lol.Your blog is definitely interesting. I think it’s awesome that you’re comfortable in your own body and that you love it. Typically, I don’t approve of people who post “nudes” at all. I just don’t agree with it under any circumstances. But with your pictures, while I still don’t approve, when I see them, I don’t think like “Oh my gosh, she’s such a slut or this is so trashy blah blah blah.” I guess I don’t see your pictures as “nudes” in the sense that I don’t see them as just naked pictures of yourself looking hot to get people to think you’re hot. Like I don’t see them as slutty or pornographical (is that a word?). There’s also I guess an essence of mystery in your pictures where you’re not just showing everyone everything all at once. To me, it’s kind of like you pose and portray the picture in a certain way so that some aspects are shown more than others. I don’t know. I find it intriguing. I don’t really approve of it, and I certainly would never do it, but at the same time, I don’t think it’s necessarily wrong. I also love how you’re a real woman. You’re not like a sack of bones where we can see your ribs and every single bone in your body. You’re real, and it’s good to promote that being super skinny isn’t the only way to be pretty.I have some questions for you. How long have you been doing this for? Were your parents and coworkers and everyone close to you immediately accepting of it or were they skeptical at first? How do you feel about younger girls (around 15-17) doing this? How does your husband feel about it?Thanks. (: <3

This is the best fucking message ever! First it’s like, “oh yes, I’ve been following you for a long time, however, I never paid any attention to your blog, tee hee! Now I’m going to slut-shame a little, but I’m not saying YOU’RE a slut! That would be RUDE!”
I mean, most of the time I have a lot of patience for the potential with this sort of discourse, because a lot of people are unaware of what they’re saying; they think they’re giving a compliment instead of an insult. Young women are often like, “Sluts are bad because boys don’t want to have sex with them! It’s the best insult, right?! And I love to insult other women by making them undesirable to men!* Gee, this whole patriarchal society that is continually fucking me and my friends up really works so WELL!” And I see this, and usually I take the time to explain that no, just because a woman chooses to be naked on the internet, or have sex with any number of people, or work in sex, or whatever else you disapprove of, these things do not make her a bad person. These things are not a reflection on her intelligence, or her quality of character, or her emotional depth. These things are choices she made about her own life and her own body and they’re none of your business. Usually, that’s what I try to say, in as nice a way as possible.But not today. What’s that you say? You think I should keep my naked body and my personal life off the internet? Bad idea, right? You think it’s gonna ruin my life, ruin future opportunities, ruin my career, ruin my relationships? You disapprove of my life choices? You think what I’m doing is wrong?Fuck you, dude, I do what I want. No one said you had to keep coming around here. Around here, we’re having a great time with our dicks out, watching Star Trek DVDs, and eating pizza and it’s delicious. You can have some if you want, but you gotta let people be who they are. You do you and accept that I’ll do me and we’ll get along just fine.I’m not a fucking mystery. I’m a woman posting her tits and ass on the internet and I am SO MUCH MORE THAN THAT. Girl, I am a slut. And I want to be slutty till I die. I’m going to be slutty and interesting and intriguing forever, so you can keep following me until we both die! And of course I’m a real woman. Because every person who chooses to identify as a woman is a real woman. I am no less of a woman now than I was when I weighed 30 pounds less. I was no less of a woman when you could see my ribs and was super skinny. And that woman with the dick is no less of a woman than I am. And that woman with the bitchin’ moustache is no less of a woman that I am. And that woman who weighs 300 pounds is no less of a woman than I am. All these fucking ladies all over the fucking place are real. Can we acknowledge that, already? And spread it far and wide (like I spread my legs for YOUR MOM)? I’ve been posting naked pictures of myself on the internet for over ten years. My mother is still proud of me and my father still loves me. I’m still the best sister to my brother and the best aunt to my niece. My grandma still laughs at my jokes and has a picture I took of myself on her wall. My co-workers still respect me and my students still give me good evaluations and show up to my class on time and ready to learn. I still get A+ in courses I take. My husband loves and supports me and knows I do what I want and that’s one of the reasons why he loves me. If he didn’t feel that way, we wouldn’t be married. Shit, if people don’t like what I do, they don’t have to look at it. They don’t have to be here. They don’t have to talk to me. I’ll be just fine without them.
But, okay, okay. I think what this person was trying to say in this message, was that she thinks I’m really good at what I do. She was trying to say that I’m a really good model and photographer but it came out as ignorant and pushy slut-shaming. So thank you. I appreciated your message. I really did, because this was fun to write. I hope you read it and are like, “Damn! I guess I shouldn’t be going around pushing my morals onto other people’s bodies. Just because something isn’t right for me, doesn’t mean it doesn’t work flawlessly for others.”(And girls aged 15-17 should be aware of the laws wherever they are located and make sure they’re not breaking any of them because in many places posting naked pictures of yourself online when you’re that age can be considered child pornography. Just always be aware of what you’re doing and make sure you’re doing it for yourself because you want to. If you want to post your tits on the internet to get a boy’s attention, that’s fine. He better appreciate it though and you should be okay with it if he doesn’t. And you gotta be okay with that picture of your tits being seen by everyone you know. If you’re okay with that, and you’re not breaking any laws, and you’re confident in your actions and your choices, then fucking do it. Even if later you come to the decision it was a mistake, own that mistake and appreciate that mistake. Your integrity and your morals are not connected to that one picture of your tits on the internet. You’re still perfect. Fuck the haters.)
(*I just wrote a long rambling thing about this but I’ll save it for a different post.)
New segment here: I’ve decided to start answering some of the questions that have been sitting in my ask box for months, collecting dust. Just the good ones. The ones that make me very angry, or very happy, or that really make me think. My answers will be rambling and unorganized. I’ll probably answer them slowly and over a long period of time, and I’ll probably keep the person who asked the question anonymous. On to it.

Hello there. So I’ve been following you (on here of course lol) for quite some time now. And I’ve never actually paid much attention to the content of your blog. And this will probably end up being a rant that doesn’t make sense because I don’t know exactly how to say what I want to say…or what I want to say for that matter lol.
Your blog is definitely interesting. I think it’s awesome that you’re comfortable in your own body and that you love it. Typically, I don’t approve of people who post “nudes” at all. I just don’t agree with it under any circumstances. But with your pictures, while I still don’t approve, when I see them, I don’t think like “Oh my gosh, she’s such a slut or this is so trashy blah blah blah.” I guess I don’t see your pictures as “nudes” in the sense that I don’t see them as just naked pictures of yourself looking hot to get people to think you’re hot. Like I don’t see them as slutty or pornographical (is that a word?). There’s also I guess an essence of mystery in your pictures where you’re not just showing everyone everything all at once. To me, it’s kind of like you pose and portray the picture in a certain way so that some aspects are shown more than others.
I don’t know. I find it intriguing. I don’t really approve of it, and I certainly would never do it, but at the same time, I don’t think it’s necessarily wrong. I also love how you’re a real woman. You’re not like a sack of bones where we can see your ribs and every single bone in your body. You’re real, and it’s good to promote that being super skinny isn’t the only way to be pretty.
I have some questions for you. How long have you been doing this for? Were your parents and coworkers and everyone close to you immediately accepting of it or were they skeptical at first? How do you feel about younger girls (around 15-17) doing this? How does your husband feel about it?
Thanks. (: <3


This is the best fucking message ever! First it’s like, “oh yes, I’ve been following you for a long time, however, I never paid any attention to your blog, tee hee! Now I’m going to slut-shame a little, but I’m not saying YOU’RE a slut! That would be RUDE!”

I mean, most of the time I have a lot of patience for the potential with this sort of discourse, because a lot of people are unaware of what they’re saying; they think they’re giving a compliment instead of an insult. Young women are often like, “Sluts are bad because boys don’t want to have sex with them! It’s the best insult, right?! And I love to insult other women by making them undesirable to men!* Gee, this whole patriarchal society that is continually fucking me and my friends up really works so WELL!” And I see this, and usually I take the time to explain that no, just because a woman chooses to be naked on the internet, or have sex with any number of people, or work in sex, or whatever else you disapprove of, these things do not make her a bad person. These things are not a reflection on her intelligence, or her quality of character, or her emotional depth. These things are choices she made about her own life and her own body and they’re none of your business. Usually, that’s what I try to say, in as nice a way as possible.

But not today.

What’s that you say? You think I should keep my naked body and my personal life off the internet? Bad idea, right? You think it’s gonna ruin my life, ruin future opportunities, ruin my career, ruin my relationships? You disapprove of my life choices? You think what I’m doing is wrong?
Fuck you, dude, I do what I want. No one said you had to keep coming around here. Around here, we’re having a great time with our dicks out, watching Star Trek DVDs, and eating pizza and it’s delicious. You can have some if you want, but you gotta let people be who they are. You do you and accept that I’ll do me and we’ll get along just fine.
I’m not a fucking mystery. I’m a woman posting her tits and ass on the internet and I am SO MUCH MORE THAN THAT.

Girl, I am a slut. And I want to be slutty till I die. I’m going to be slutty and interesting and intriguing forever, so you can keep following me until we both die!

And of course I’m a real woman. Because every person who chooses to identify as a woman is a real woman. I am no less of a woman now than I was when I weighed 30 pounds less. I was no less of a woman when you could see my ribs and was super skinny. And that woman with the dick is no less of a woman than I am. And that woman with the bitchin’ moustache is no less of a woman that I am. And that woman who weighs 300 pounds is no less of a woman than I am. All these fucking ladies all over the fucking place are real. Can we acknowledge that, already? And spread it far and wide (like I spread my legs for YOUR MOM)?

I’ve been posting naked pictures of myself on the internet for over ten years. My mother is still proud of me and my father still loves me. I’m still the best sister to my brother and the best aunt to my niece. My grandma still laughs at my jokes and has a picture I took of myself on her wall. My co-workers still respect me and my students still give me good evaluations and show up to my class on time and ready to learn. I still get A+ in courses I take. My husband loves and supports me and knows I do what I want and that’s one of the reasons why he loves me. If he didn’t feel that way, we wouldn’t be married. Shit, if people don’t like what I do, they don’t have to look at it. They don’t have to be here. They don’t have to talk to me. I’ll be just fine without them.

But, okay, okay. I think what this person was trying to say in this message, was that she thinks I’m really good at what I do. She was trying to say that I’m a really good model and photographer but it came out as ignorant and pushy slut-shaming. So thank you. I appreciated your message. I really did, because this was fun to write. I hope you read it and are like, “Damn! I guess I shouldn’t be going around pushing my morals onto other people’s bodies. Just because something isn’t right for me, doesn’t mean it doesn’t work flawlessly for others.”

(And girls aged 15-17 should be aware of the laws wherever they are located and make sure they’re not breaking any of them because in many places posting naked pictures of yourself online when you’re that age can be considered child pornography. Just always be aware of what you’re doing and make sure you’re doing it for yourself because you want to. If you want to post your tits on the internet to get a boy’s attention, that’s fine. He better appreciate it though and you should be okay with it if he doesn’t. And you gotta be okay with that picture of your tits being seen by everyone you know. If you’re okay with that, and you’re not breaking any laws, and you’re confident in your actions and your choices, then fucking do it. Even if later you come to the decision it was a mistake, own that mistake and appreciate that mistake. Your integrity and your morals are not connected to that one picture of your tits on the internet. You’re still perfect. Fuck the haters.)

(*I just wrote a long rambling thing about this but I’ll save it for a different post.)

I have to remember that just because so many people are following me now (read: so many people who I interact with on a daily basis are following me now) doesn&#8217;t mean I have to suddenly start acting all chaste and shit: posting pictures of myself wearing clothes when I rarely actually wear clothes; censoring myself when I&#8217;m writing. I want to be sexual. I am sexual. I love being sexual. I&#8217;m sure you can get over it, because I know, that you are probably sexual too. So let&#8217;s be okay with that. And stop making me feel like I&#8217;m doing something wrong.

I have to remember that just because so many people are following me now (read: so many people who I interact with on a daily basis are following me now) doesn’t mean I have to suddenly start acting all chaste and shit: posting pictures of myself wearing clothes when I rarely actually wear clothes; censoring myself when I’m writing. I want to be sexual. I am sexual. I love being sexual. I’m sure you can get over it, because I know, that you are probably sexual too. So let’s be okay with that. And stop making me feel like I’m doing something wrong.

coketalk

coketalk:

It’s not a diet salad dressing. It’s a female arousal oil for which the networks refuse to run advertising. How odd, considering the fact that primetime television is brimming with geriatrics yammering on about four hour erections.

This rather blatant gender-based double standard has more than a few people wondering out loud to network executives, why are vaginas so scary?

I’m kind of curious myself.

Well, fuck me. Another example of people being offended by/afraid of female sexuality. And more specifically of women taking control of their sexuality and own personal sexual satisfaction. We’re never allowed to have orgasms, ever. *poutyface*

A love letter (based entirely on how much I want to fuck you)

You,

From what I can tell, you don’t necessarily like women, or maybe you just really like cock, and don’t really venture any other way. Maybe it’s just never really come up. Maybe you’ve never had the opportunity. I don’t know. But I’m here to make a case for you trying it out with a woman. ‘It’ being hot, sweaty, intense, amazing sex, the ‘woman’ being me.

I do not have a beautiful cock, but I certainly have an appreciation of beautiful things, like you do. And this might be weird, but it’s the way of the internet, so I think you’ll understand, being a woman of the internet, but I’ve been reading about the men in your life, and I’ve been reading about the way you please them, and the way they leave you, wanting, or needing, or alone. Well, fuck that, I want to please you. It might be a challenge, since I lack something so fundamental to your sexual experience, but I like a challenge.

You seem to like that emotional connection that most of your relationships are mostly lacking. You seem to enjoy the small moments, the tenderness that you rarely allow yourself. It seems to me that what you crave is a softness that balances out that voracious, sexy animal in your gut. I get that.

Let me tell you about how I want to make you feel, and about how I feel.

I will listen when you talk, and remember your favourite song of the moment, and how you take your coffee, even if we’re only together for a night. I will be gentle and slow and you will laugh and have fun as we talk about girly shit and cocks. I’ll let the tension build in a way you’ve probably never felt before because you and me? We can go into the bathroom together and right before we leave I can take your hand, and let you feel just what you’re doing to me. This can start before we even leave the bar. And no one else will notice. I will brush the hair out of your eyes and you will remember romantic comedies you’ve seen where that exact thing happened, except it was with a man and a woman and you had always wanted it to be that way, but here it would be happening with another woman and you’d realize it still feels the way you had always imagined it would. And that will be when you realize there is a heat between your thighs. And it is right after that, that you will notice my lips.

I will talk to you and you will hear all the things you have been waiting to hear, and they will be genuine. And those words will come out of my lips, off my tongue. And then, well, you can’t stop looking at my lips, and that will be my cue to get you out of that bar, into a cab, across town, and into my apartment.

And this is when you will start to understand soft. I am a woman, like you, and our skin is soft, our hair is soft, our bellies are soft, our lips are soft. Our tongues and fingers are soft, and pushy. You might blush, you might be nervous, but I’ll kiss you and you’ll forget. And it will be an epic kiss, the kind that starts painfully slow and the sound of our hearts is like a sound cannon on repeat, and the first touch is salty and sweet: your nerves and your strawberry lipgloss. And I will breathe your name into your mouth and you will inhale my want and I will talk dirty to you like the very best of other men. I will tell you what a fucking beautiful woman you are and also how bad I want to taste you.

So let me fuck you. Let me make you come over and over again. And sure, you might still want cock, so do I, but not that night. Not tonight.

Tonight you want to fuck a woman. You want to fuck me.

Yours,

Me

eversonpoe
I’ve never understood why so many men have allowed themselves to be brainwashed by the feminazi myth machine into believing that rape is such a serious crime … Rape is simply sex. Women enjoy sex, so rape cannot be such a terrible physical ordeal.

To suggest that rape, when conducted without violence, is a serious crime is like suggesting that forcefeeding a woman chocolate cake is a heinous offence. A woman would be more inconvenienced by having her handbag snatched.

The demonisation of rape is all part of the feminazi desire to obtain power and mastery over men. Men who go along with the rape myth are either morons or traitors.

Nick Eriksen, senior BNP leader (via Women more troubled by bag theft than rape, BNP candidate claims | Mayor)

Reading this, my jaw actually dropped, and I thought, “This can’t be real.” But apparently it is?

And his explanation after the fact? “I was trying to make the point that there are two kinds of rape,” he said. “There is stranger rape and there is so-called rape by somebody the woman knows. I was raising an important issue in a provocative way to allow people to make up their own minds.” Oh, well when you put it that way…

oldauntamy
oldauntamy:

That’s the model Karmen Pedaru and she’s in one of the most unintentionally hilarious photos I’ve ever seen.
(via modellove)

Do I choose the woman in the front with her sulky face; her long, skinny legs; her non-existent hips, non-existent chest; her towering boyish frame?
Or do I choose that woman in the background; with curves busting out of her sweater, pushing out her skirt to every corner of the earth; a purse she can fit a three-course meal in; hair that&#8217;s been perfectly coiffed, just so you know when you&#8217;ve fucked it up later; that telling and knowing smirk?
I&#8217;m just saying, personally, it&#8217;s a no-brainer.

oldauntamy:

That’s the model Karmen Pedaru and she’s in one of the most unintentionally hilarious photos I’ve ever seen.

(via modellove)

Do I choose the woman in the front with her sulky face; her long, skinny legs; her non-existent hips, non-existent chest; her towering boyish frame?

Or do I choose that woman in the background; with curves busting out of her sweater, pushing out her skirt to every corner of the earth; a purse she can fit a three-course meal in; hair that’s been perfectly coiffed, just so you know when you’ve fucked it up later; that telling and knowing smirk?

I’m just saying, personally, it’s a no-brainer.