walden pond

Paulo Coelho, The Pilgrimage (via observando)

literally I do not fucking care. I don’t fucking care. not a single fucking fuck. there is not a single fuck in my entire fucking body that I could gift to u, not on hanukkah or Easter or even fucking st. Paddy’s day. oh wait a second I think- nope. i actually got a restraining order last year that says a fuck about men’s feelings cannot be within 1000 feet from me. not a single fuck.

Less than 10 minutes ago, I posted a link to story about the massacre at UCSB and suggested that this is simply one piece in a very large, misogynistic puzzle that includes high rates of domestic murder, murders of trans*women, shaming of sex workers (sometimes leading to suicide), street assault…

so my school was giving out free shirts

Margaret Atwood (via socialismartnature)

This is the original version of “Lake of Fire,” a song later popularized by Nirvana on MTV Unplugged. The Meat Puppets’ version sounds grittier than Kurt Cobain’s as would be expected from this Austin, TX band who have always sounded like demented cowboy punks to me.

why do advertisers assign gender to m&ms

SHIRLEY TEMPLE (by Okinawa Soba)

have you ever been so high that you rolled your friend into a joint