This establishment has a strict dress code and I have followed neither of them. My dress has 3 scoops in it, not 2. I’m so dumb!
Beach Foam - Future Islands
Currently in a heavy hypnosis because of this song, and I’m more thank okay with that.
Baby, one day I’ll have what I want
Someone to stand next to me
But until then I’ll just wait and watch
As pull rolls into me
"My response to the “I am not a feminist” internet phenomenon….
First of all, it’s clear you don’t know what feminism is. But I’m not going to explain it to you. You can google it. To quote an old friend, “I’m not the feminist babysitter.”
But here is what I think you should know.
You’re insulting every woman who was forcibly restrained in a jail cell with a feeding tube down her throat for your right to vote, less than 100 years ago.
You’re degrading every woman who has accessed a rape crisis center, which wouldn’t exist without the feminist movement.
You’re undermining every woman who fought to make marital rape a crime (it was legal until 1993).
You’re spitting on the legacy of every woman who fought for women to be allowed to own property (1848). For the abolition of slavery and the rise of the labor union. For the right to divorce. For women to be allowed to have access to birth control (Comstock laws). For middle and upper class women to be allowed to work outside the home (poor women have always worked outside the home). To make domestic violence a crime in the US (It is very much legal in many parts of the world). To make workplace sexual harassment a crime.
In short, you know not what you speak of. You reap the rewards of these women’s sacrifices every day of your life. When you grin with your cutsey sign about how you’re not a feminist, you ignorantly spit on the sacred struggle of the past 200 years. You bite the hand that has fed you freedom, safety, and a voice.
In short, kiss my ass, you ignorant little jerks.”"
Libby Anne (via oatmeal47)
|halfway through a conversation...|
|Me:||...It's like Garden State. It's not like I hated it. It's just that it felt flat. It was overrated in the way where everyone felt like, "Finally! A movie about me or a movie I could relate to because it explains all these feelings I have but haven't seen them portrayed before on film." but really, it was like this Urban Outfitters manufactured movie that lacked a kind of genuineness...|
|Coworker:||Wait, you didn't like Garden State?!?|