I get messages from people wanting me to delete my account because they want to use my tumblr name.
I hardly ever post on here anymore and these nerds hate that I am wasting a perfectly good username. Suck it.
"Hate humanity? Yep, sure do. There’s such a lack of responsibility for one’s actions in the world, selfishness, and a great destruction in the way people live their lives. It’s all instant gratification, and who cares how my instant gratification affects those around me, or on a small personal level or a global level. The way people treat each other is truly disgusting, and we’ve created an environment through advances in science and technology that allows for a very septic society to thrive. And we breed and breed, and all the wrong people breed while all the right people don’t want to have children because they don’t want to place them in this world."
Davey Havok (via queyntrelle)
I’m not looking for someone to save me. Life rafts might keep you afloat but they rarely get you anywhere and I’ve got places I want to go.
One day…
They need to make a Match.com for friends.
Mary Ting. White Snakes series, 2007. Iris print, 20 x 24”.
From a 1991 Sears catalog.
Take me back!
MF019
Acrylic - Posca on canvas _ 120 x 80 cm
"We were discussing homosexuality because of an allusion to it in the book we were reading, and several boys made comments such as, “That’s disgusting.” We got into the debate and eventually a boy admitted that he was terrified/disgusted when he was once sharing a taxi and the other male passenger made a pass at him. The lightbulb went off. “Oh,” I said. “I get it. See, you are afraid, because for the first time in your life you have found yourself a victim of unwanted sexual advances by someone who has the physical ability to use force against you.” The boy nodded and shuddered visibly.“But,” I continued. “As a woman, you learn to live with that from the time you are fourteen, and it never stops. We live with that fear every day of our lives. Every man walking through the parking garage the same time you are is either just a harmless stranger or a potential rapist. Every time.” The girls in the room nodded, agreeing. The boys seemed genuinely shocked. “So think about that the next time you hit on a girl. Maybe, like you in the taxi, she doesn’t actually want you to.”"
