Blahphomet

transstingray:

itsnotcontagiousiswear:

DEAR LORD WHAT HAVE I DONE

(via mcgoats)

s5so0o:

shamanjuice:

Girlfriend decided to put a sock on my dogs foot, and my dog seemed a little shocked to say the least. 

FUCK 

one day Lauren and I were talking about socks and I said “I like socks” and she said “do you like to wear socks, or do you like others to wear socks?” and I just thought for a minute and was like “I don’t know I’ve never worn them, I don’t think I do”

fastforward to reallization that everything I fetishize about doing to women is a way to vicariously fulfill myself through them

one day I was talking with Kate about how she always dresses so well and how much I apreciate it and how I wish I could dress sexy for her and she was just like “why don’t you?” and I was just deer in headlights because I had no idea that I did not want to wear sexy boy clothes I wanted to wear sexy girl clothes

the only picture of me in a dress that exists post-realization-I-like-dresses isn’t even a dress I like it just happened because Ma’am ordered me to and It was just too hot to say no

I should fix that

tirehaus:

If you ever want to look really gross and creepy chew on a piece of ice and just sort of let the ice run out and over your mouth and lips and down your chin as you chew it. i do this a lot

if you ever want to look really hot and creepy…

FTFY

I am a crooked man & I've walked a crooked mile: Shout-out to the feminists and Occupy Wall Street: →

lord-kitschener:

[Inspired by commentary from the brilliant voltafiish, whom I’d strongly recommend following, and reposted in honor of Tumblr’s radscum brigade.]

Here’s the thing, people:

If you try to tear down Classism/the Patriarchy/[insert oppression here] without considering how…

for those that are keeping score at home

came out as bi to uber-christian grandma even though I’ve never kissed a boy

came out as a transvestite to Father even though I kind of want to kiss boys too

EDIT: for some reason the reverse sounds way more frightening

cat power

So Dad and I talked a whole bunch today and it turns out we’re not going fishing because of miscomunications but I’m still just mad at him for being a work-a-holic and using dismisive language towards his wife etc, but I also feel like my hate and anger might just be like ~family emotions~. I mean he’s deff a sexist, racist, homophobe, but he listenes and I feel like I’m making ground with him?

Like I just layed down a whole new set of boundaries with him and told him that I cross-dress and it feels kind of good because he took shit well and I feel like he would not even have tolerated the boundaries I am now able to assert with him and that feels kind of good.

I read all these people on ~the internet~ who are like “fuck that racist/sexist/homophobe, drop ‘em that’s the only thing to do.” And I know some of them are serious and some of them are joking, but like, some of them are SERIOUS.

So then I just feel like a push over, but I know that I’m doing better affecting his views then just leaving him to squander in homogenous waiste-land of ideas people he surrounds himself with have.

I was explaining to him that he is part of a pecking order and he is an alpha male in his world and whenever he uses words like N***er or F*g he is perpetuating a hierarchy that has physical results on peoples minds and bodies that then carry on to all those around them exponentially, and how the higher on that lader he climbes the larger his influence is and he really took that to heart and I consider that a win.

But he’s still an asshole though.