though i talk my vicious trash, i haven’t the stomach to be hated.Hop Along - Second Name
One of my most favorite songs. When I listen to it, it doesn’t even feel like it’s almost twelve minutes long. IT’S THAT GOOD
h8 life.
I hate how Facebook assumes that because I am female and in a heterosexual relationship, I must want to have a baby.
ALSO OMG I HAVE MY LAPTOP BACK.
Facebook also assumes because I’ve identified as female and I’m in a heterosexual relationship that I want to get married, there’s always ads for fucking engagement rings. Also, ads for creepy tracking devices with titles like DO YOU KNOW WHERE YOUR BOYFRIEND IS? Fucked up.
Discount - Soup
I’m convinced Florida is full of great punk bands and everyone else is an asshole.
So recently I have been reading a lot of blogs and following a lot of people on Twitter, mostly feminists, trans allies, anti-racists (I don’t know a better way to put it since “civil rights” is too broad, but that looks/sounds awkward? whatever bear with me) that are really angry. And yeah, they should be. There’s plenty to be angry about. But, some folks seem to be spreading negativity, and not fostering an environment of learning and partnership in a common cause. Now I know that saying things like “WELL HOW WILL I LEARN IF YOU WON’T TEACH ME WHAT’S RIGHT” is silly and silencing, as there’s plenty of resources a google search away that will probably tell someone what they need to know, but I’m tired of being frustrated by all the calling out that’s going on while I’m trying to read a blog and educate myself, and being told that “you have to realize it’s not YOU they’re angry at, you’re not the ignorant one!” There’s enough to be angry about, I don’t need this.
But I’m probably wrong.
new jersey. punk rock. feminism. cats. books. dresses. sailor moon. laughing loudly. 
