I am a writer, a dreamer, a dabbler in many things.
Send me a couple stars
✪ = I wanna kill you
✪✪ = I hate you
✪✪✪ = I kinda dislike you
✪✪✪✪ = You’re okay
✪✪✪✪✪ = Whoa you’re kinda cute
✪✪✪✪✪✪ = Stop being so perfect
✪✪✪✪✪✪✪ = *nosebleed*
✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪ = oh god you are hella sexy
✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪ = I wanna have sex with you
✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪ = Marry me
✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪ = ＢＬＵＥ ＥＹＥＳ ＵＬＴＩＭＡＴＥ
"My response to the “I am not a feminist” internet phenomenon….
First of all, it’s clear you don’t know what feminism is. But I’m not going to explain it to you. You can google it. To quote an old friend, “I’m not the feminist babysitter.”
But here is what I think you should know.
You’re insulting every woman who was forcibly restrained in a jail cell with a feeding tube down her throat for your right to vote, less than 100 years ago.
You’re degrading every woman who has accessed a rape crisis center, which wouldn’t exist without the feminist movement.
You’re undermining every woman who fought to make marital rape a crime (it was legal until 1993).
You’re spitting on the legacy of every woman who fought for women to be allowed to own property (1848). For the abolition of slavery and the rise of the labor union. For the right to divorce. For women to be allowed to have access to birth control (Comstock laws). For middle and upper class women to be allowed to work outside the home (poor women have always worked outside the home). To make domestic violence a crime in the US (It is very much legal in many parts of the world). To make workplace sexual harassment a crime.
In short, you know not what you speak of. You reap the rewards of these women’s sacrifices every day of your life. When you grin with your cutsey sign about how you’re not a feminist, you ignorantly spit on the sacred struggle of the past 200 years. You bite the hand that has fed you freedom, safety, and a voice.
In short, kiss my ass, you ignorant little jerks.” Libby Anne (via newwavenova)
Projects I am working on (or, what free time?):
- Finishing a novel. I have one more new section to write, a pre-written section (like it was a short story I wrote several years ago that spawned this novel) to revise to fit the way the whole story ended up going and then general revisions left (I have at least two other novels I need to revise in general…I get stuck in doing revisions and end up writing other things)
- A presentation on neuroatypicalities for writers. I’m on the second of four that I’ll be covering. Condensing the information into what will be a 15 minute presentation/10 page paper (up to 15 with references and pictures) is quite a challenge.
- Learning java script, which will soon include writing a silly game script so I can actually code that dating sim when I learn enough code to do it
- Crocheting several things I promised to make and working on the pattern for the milky way shawl
- Attempting to conquer my ‘to-read’ list, though I keep buying more books and rereading other books…
- There are about 5 or so anime series I’d really like to get caught up on, but reading subtitles during any of the above doesn’t happen. (Yes, I’m one of those)
And work on top of this…I need more hours…and more discipline when it comes to doing revisions…or to be interested in less…the former is more likely to happen than the later.
1. Your skin may never be perfect, and that’s okay.
2. Life is too short not to have the underwear, the coffee, and the haircut you want.
3. Everyone (including your family, your coworkers, and your best friend) will talk about you behind your back, and you’ll talk about them too. It doesn’t mean you don’t love each other.
4. It’s okay to spend money on things that make you happy.
5. Sometimes without fault or reason, relationships deteriorate. It will happen when you’re six, it will happen when you’re sixty. That’s life. Five things I am trying very hard to accept (via peachringslushie)