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what’s that one ‘social law’ that says “the comments on any article on feminism will invariably prove the need for feminism”

Hahahaha oh my God this is exactly how that asshole reacted when I banned him from the bar and refused to serve him. He sent me a Snap telling me I’m “a miserable cunt that needs to learn how to take a fucking joke,” and that “whatever, women are always over-reacting anyway. I’ve seen it aaaaaaall.” 

A fellow female staff member told me that I need to “get over it really quick” because I lost the bar money when I refused to serve him a few days later when he was bold enough to come back.

Emma Watson should not be made to feel ashamed or “bitchy” or anything else for her fantastic speech. Twice, after this bullshit happened I was made to feel like I was an idiot for reacting the way I did. I was made to feel like I was throwing a spoiled temper-tantrum because I would like to preserve my dignity as a human being and not serve a disgusting pig who suggested TO MY FACE that I should be making better use of my time on shift as a bartender by sucking his cock while he downs a few beers. 

WHY do I have to feel bad about the way I handled that? Why do I have to suck it up and get over it so that bar can line its pockets with this scumbags money while he continues to live this way because ALL he’s learned about this whole thing is that NO ONE GIVES A FUCK IF YOU TALK TO WOMEN LIKE THAT. Sure, she may be mad, and she may tell you off, but there’ll be no REAL consequences to your actions because fuck it, you’re a paying customer!

Nope. Nope. 

I did not over-react. I am not a man-hating feminist who wants to see the male gender wither and die. I will not back down and feel bad about losing my shit on this asshole and refusing to serve him because what I really think these idiots need to learn is that there ARE consequences to their actions. They are defended and forgiven and taught that it’s okay to tell the woman they offended “to get over it you miserable fuck.” 

So I suppose… be brave ladies. Stand up for yourself and other women and prepare to get dumped on by morons like these. The important thing is; don’t back down. Fuck sakes.






People need to realize the significance of this post, because when I reblogged it it was just blank so I think some people may not understand what this is trying to say

Adopting an animal (or buying from someone close to you who has recently had puppies, kittens, etc) is not like simply going to the store and buying a toy. You do not just get to throw it away once you are done with it and it stops being cute in your eyes

This is a real living thing that has emotions, needs, and wants, not something to be thrown away when YOU are done after YOU entered at commitment to raise and care for this animal. 

What’s just as bad as dumping the animal off just anywhere you want, whether it be on the side of the road or in a shelter, is that a lot of these animals end up dying after that. Animals are NOT always adopted and strays are not always picked up. Animals can get put down, run over, tortured, and a list of other things 

People should really think about what they are responsible for before they bring an animal into their life

Not to mention that that animal loves you, you are his world, and when you drop him off at the shelter - or worse, in the street - you are abandoning him. He doesn’t know what he did wrong, he thinks you’ll come back, maybe you just dropped him off for a bit and you’ll come back to him.
Not only did you make a commitment, but that animal loves you and throwing them away isn’t just breaking that commitment, it’s throwing away someone who doesn’t understand why you don’t love him anymore and where you went.

This is so important. Animals are NOT toys you just can’t return them because you got bored. Think first before you buy a cute little puppy for your stupid girlfriend or sister or whatever. Okay. This just make me so mad that I can’t keep talking about it. Seriously you have no heart if you do this. Seriously

This shit pisses me off

How could you be so hateful to that poor puppy who loves you 

this literally made me cry.

Please really think about what you’re doing when you buy a pet.

Please realize that it’s not going to be a baby forever. 

Someone I follow on Facebook bought a kitten about a month and a half ago. This weekend he bought ANOTHER one.

I’m in no place to judge crazy-cat-person syndrome, BUT when I decided to get a second kitty it wasn’t until Sgt. Dallas was 6 months old and well settled in his new home and family. It was then I decided, “yeah, I can financially care for another animal without emotionally, physically affecting Dally negatively.”

He and Raya got on very well from the start, and although The Sarge is no longer with us (I miss him so fucking much,) we didn’t stockpile these cute fluffy kittens just because they were cute and fluffy.

Raya is all grown up now. She’s a spoiled, needy, affectionate cat with a permanently snobbish and derisive expression on her little face, and I miss when she was a kitten (I also don’t because she was an asshole,) but I am so looking forward to keeping this cat for many many years to come.

Pets aren’t commodities, people. They grow up and they still need you!

(Source: twocentslice)


Nick Cave about the cover of Push the Sky Away:

That has come under certain amount of criticism. People have thought, “There he goes again, exploiting women, objectifying women.” I just want people out there [to know] that it is my wife. It was a photograph taken by our dear friend Dominque [Issermann], a French female photographer, who was actually doing a photo session about another thing with Susie, who was in between costumes, in my bedroom. She took off the one costume, was naked, I happened to walk in and Dominique said, “Go and open the window over there.” I opened up the window; she took the photo, and told me to leave. We just saw this photo and thought it was a beautiful thing. It was very much a photo of a woman by a woman.                       

For I shall enumerate my lady’s charms, although they are numberless.

For FIRSTLY she has a smile like a beam of sunlight breaking through a cloud in a medieval painting.

For SECONDLY she moves like cats and panthers and also she can stand still.

For THIRDLY she has eyes of a colour that no two people can agree on, which I remember when I close my eyes.

For FOURTHLY she laughs at my jokes, sings unconcerned on the sidewalk and gives money to buskers as a religious act.

For FIFTHLY she fucks like wildcats in thunderstorms.

For SIXTHLY her kisses are gentle.

For SEVENTHLY I would follow her or walk behind her or in front of her wherever she wished to go, and being with her would ease my mind.

For EIGHTHLY I dream of her and I am comforted.

For NINTHLY there is no one like her. Not that I’ve ever met, and I have met so many people. No-one at all.

For lastly she squeals when I say “waste-paper basket” and also in the mornings, eyebrowless and waking, she always looks so perfectly SURPRISED.

Neil Gaiman, “For Amanda, an appreciation (After Christopher Smart. Sort of)”

Neil Gaiman’s love poem to Amanda Palmer.

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