Wicked Runs the Wolpertinger

The collision makes such an ugly sound.
"We must be a beacon of hope, because if you tell people there’s nothing they can do, they will do worse than nothing." -Year of the Flood, Margaret Atwood

One of the more ridiculous things I have to keep on reminding myself is I am one person and not that important. There were people before me and there will be people after me, but in the grand scheme I’m not that important. 

I’m sharp and not good at fitting. 

People do not owe me anything. People do not owe me anything. People do not owe me anything. 

It matters that I am not fitting with your newfound business. I am asking too much of you for reassurances or thinking texting back will happen. 

People do not owe me anything. People do not owe me anything. People do not owe me anything. 

Just because I like to see how your day is or say goodnight, does not mean you do. 

And people are not me. People do not owe me anything. People are busy. People are busy with their new lives. People do not owe me anything. People do not have spill over parts and change and do not have room for me anymore. People do not owe me anything. 

I owe nothing to anyone. 



If you are a man who thinks it’s funny to make misogynist jokes purely to make your female friends uncomfortable/angry, then you are a misogynist.  It is not “just a joke.”  You literally are finding humor in the discomfort and dehumanization of women.  You are not helping, you are not making satire.  You are just being misogynist.

Yes, this includes you gay men.

One day, I’m going to go on a vacation and it’ll be without anyone I’m involved with. Two reasons, I don’t think anyone would be able to put up with me that long and because I don’t think there would be a whole lot of ‘oh yeah, that’s cool thing/place/food’ overlap. 

I am incredibly hard to get along with, I’m full of sharp spines, cul de sacs and trap doors. I do not do what people need or want me to do the majority of time, I do not fit nicely into the ways they’ve constructed me and I am very wary of their motives. 

Sometimes I don’t even know why the fuck I expect things. 


Every sex worker on Tumblr. Repeatedly. Constantly. Daily.


It is a *privilege* to not know who Gail Dines is and to read something she wrote that was actually not virulently hateful towards sex workers or trans women and was maybe on point for once and so to reblog it to all of the sex workers and trans women who follow you.

Spread this post around so people KNOW NOT TO DO THAT SHIT.  If Gail Dines has said something correct, I guarantee you a million other women have said it better. So find a better quote and stop it with Dines.

(via loriadorable)

“I’m a paradox. I want to be happy, but I think of things that make me sad. I’m lazy, yet I’m ambitious. I don’t like myself, but I also love who I am. I say I don’t care, but I really do. I crave attention, but reject it when it comes my way. I’m a conflicted contradiction. If I can’t figure myself out, there’s no way anyone else has.”

Unknown  (via littlesestra)


Mateo Way, body piercer of WAY Body Arts in our Diablo Organics Pretties! App Conference in Vegas, 2014. Designed by Jimmy Buddha and photographed by Kelly Hawkins.



A hydra is a snake right? So basically Nick fury is trying to get hydra off the helicarrier right? Does that mean he’s trying to get those motherfucking snakes off his motherfucking plane?