I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?

 

Stuff Nobody Tells you About Getting An Apartment.

captain-swagger69:

hipdomestic:

This’ll cover the basics, such as financial expectation, rental history, what to bring for the application process, etc.

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Bless you

today I was reassured by an Irish coworker that some of the most asinine shit that’s ever come out of my was was quirky because I’m an American.

man, i mean, as long as whatever I say is attributed to my country and not my lack of eloquence, i am so down with that

Women are afraid of meeting a serial killer. Men are afraid of meeting someone fat.

When Strangers Click, a 2011 documentary about online dating.

It reminds me of that famous Margaret Atwood quote: “Men are afraid that women will laugh at them. Women are afraid that men will kill them.” It also reminds me of something written by one of the mods of Sex Worker Problems: “Misandry irritates. Misogyny kills.”

I mean, it’s just true.

(via tealeafprincess)

“Misandry irritates. Misogyny kills.”

That’s it.  That’s it right there.

(via oddpicturesoddpeople)

And being a fat woman means you are afraid of meeting a serial killer and someone who is afraid of meeting someone with your body. The intersections of sexism and fat phobia.

(via fatbodypolitics)

ikolism:

hannibal kills and cooks a clown. halfway through dinner, he looks up, says “does this steak taste funny to you” he smirks. nobody gets the joke.

Played 114 times

prince-ofthe-rose:

this isnt actually dipper and mabel or is it

When I hear people start the “There are two sides!” argument, I know they’re generally cuing up to side with the Oppressor.

kenyabenyagurl:

hamburgerjack:

It never fails.

i generally really dislike people who ask me to look at both sides of certain arguments, especially those dealing with isms, like..i hope you know what you sayin