29. Queer, cis, submissive femme. She/her/hers.

Feminisms. Old movies. Occasional drawings. Random videos. Sexuality. Bats. Vampires. Batgirl. Gifs of bunnies flopping over. Ridiculous old pictures of myself being ridiculous. Queer stuff. Pictures of my cat. Lots of pictures of bunnies, actually.

That's pretty much it.
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it sounds so fucking arrogant when you call yourself pretty like that lmao




But I am pretty look at me im so pretty it’s not arrogance when it’s literally just a fact im so pretty



I like this.

If a man tells you you’re pretty, it’s supposed to be this amazing gift you cherish forever.

If you tell a man you’re pretty, you’re a horrible, shallow, awful person and it isn’t true.

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If you’re protesting abortion, the Supreme Court says you can get right in women’s faces and scream at them on their way into the clinic. Because freedom of speech.

But if you try and protest the murder of a black man, you get tear gas fired at you.

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“Do what you love” disguises the fact that being able to choose a career primarily for personal reward is a privilege, a sign of socioeconomic class. Even if a self-employed graphic designer had parents who could pay for art school and co-sign a lease for a slick Brooklyn apartment, she can bestow DWYL as career advice upon those covetous of her success.

If we believe that working as a Silicon Valley entrepreneur or a museum publicist or a think-tank acolyte is essential to being true to ourselves, what do we believe about the inner lives and hopes of those who clean hotel rooms and stock shelves at big-box stores? The answer is: nothing.


Do what you love, love what you do: An omnipresent mantra that’s bad for work and workers. (via bakcwadrs)

a couple of other quotes from the article i really like:

According to this way of thinking, labor is not something one does for compensation but is an act of love. If profit doesn’t happen to follow, presumably it is because the worker’s passion and determination were insufficient. Its real achievement is making workers believe their labor serves the self and not the marketplace


Do what you love and you’ll never work a day in your life! Before succumbing to the intoxicating warmth of that promise, it’s critical to ask, “Who, exactly, benefits from making work feel like nonwork?” “Why should workers feel as if they aren’t working when they are?” In masking the very exploitative mechanisms of labor that it fuels, DWYL is, in fact, the most perfect ideological tool of capitalism. If we acknowledged all of our work as work, we could set appropriate limits for it, demanding fair compensation and humane schedules that allow for family and leisure time.

(via mercy-misrule)

the obvious alternative is to work a job that supports you without while giving you enough free time and resources to do what you actually love, which of course is terrible because it encourages people to find self-worth and fulfillment outside of their employment and we can’t have that.

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REALLY sick of reading in major news outlets that Michael Brown had “marijuana in his system” as if that is some sort of relevant factor in his murder. If it is then the police might as well go around murdering every white kid at a Dave Matthews concert.