somebody once told me the world was gonna
end on december 21, 2012. i bought all of this fucking pasta as a way to celebrate the end of the world and now i’m $10,000 in debt and i have pasta everywhere in my house
Male privilege is feeling so entitled to getting whatever you want that you argue with women over the right to call yourself a feminist, because you don’t like the sound of “feminist ally”, thus proving that your biggest priority in the feminist movement is yourself.
There are times you need to put people in their place. Don’t be complacent in situations that call for you to speak up.
reblogging for the excellent gif usage.
a new zine called shitty horoscopes that i’ll be premiering this year at the Toronto Queer Zine Fair, among other things! hopefully i’ll make volumes available for online purchase soon. credit where credit is due: this was inspired by the huge number of made-up horoscopes floating around tumblr lately, and angry-poems.
Mine actually sounds pretty accurate …