Cause I’ve had this bitch on my phone too long to not blog.

Cause I’ve had this bitch on my phone too long to not blog.

She always reminded me of my BFF Katie.

She always reminded me of my BFF Katie.

(Source: tremblent)

For women, getting angry is socially unacceptable, even when the anger is over violence, discrimination, misogyny, and other forms of oppression. Anger is unacceptable because angry women are women in touch with their passion and power, especially in relation to men, which threatens the entire patriarchal order. It’s unacceptable because it forces men to confront the reality of male privilege and women’s oppression and their involvement in it, even if only as passive beneficiaries. Women’s anger challenges men to acknowledge attempts to trivialize oppression with “I was only kidding.” And women’s anger is unacceptable to men who look to women to take care of them, to prop up their need to feel in control, and to support them in their competition with other men. When women are less than gracious and good-humored about their own oppression, men often feel uncomfortable, embarrassed, at a loss, and therefore vulnerable.
Poverty is not simply having no money — it is isolation, vulnerability, humiliation and mistrust. It is not being able to differentiate between employers and exploiters and abusers. It is contempt for the simplistic illusion of meritocracy — the idea that what we get is what we work for. It is knowing that your mother, with her arthritic joints and her maddening insomnia and her post-traumatic stress disordered heart, goes to work until two in the morning waiting tables for less than minimum wage, or pushes a janitor’s cart and cleans the shit-filled toilets of polished professionals. It is entering a room full of people and seeing not only individual people, but violent systems and stark divisions. It is the violence of untreated mental illness exacerbated by the fact that reality, from some vantage points, really does resemble a psychotic nightmare. It is the violence of abuse and assault which is ignored or minimized by police officers, social services, and courts of law. Poverty is conflict. And for poor kids lucky enough to have the chance to “move up,” it is the conflict between remaining oppressed or collaborating with the oppressor.

(Source: theehorsepussy)

ramirezdahmerbundy:



Female Killers
Nearly one out of five serial murderers are women. In fact, they are often more deadly and more prolific than typical male serial killers. Female serial killers are described as the  “quiet killers” because they rarely leave bodies dumped by the roadside, which alarm a community. Their killing careers last twice as long as men’s: eight years for women to the male serial killer’s average of just over four years. Their killing is often committed at home of in a professional setting such as a hospital, retirement home, boardinghouse, or hotel, where sometimes it is not even notices or recognised as a murder. A study of incarcerated female non-serial murderers found out that on average 77 percent were unemployed when they committed their offends, 65 percent were black, and 76 percent had children, and their median age was twenty-seven. Female killers are young and poor, and often function in a socioeconomic class where interpersonal violence is more frequent and “acceptable.”
The statistics for specifically female serial killers are substantially different: 95 percent were white, their median age was thirty and only 10 percent were known to be unemployed, while 10 percent were skilled workers, 15 percent were semiskilled, and 11 percent were other, such as self-employed or business proprietors (and 42 percent unknown). Poor unemployed women living in a society where often responding with interpersonal violence is the only way to survive may commit a spontaneous homicide in the heat of a moment. But the more middle-class female serial killers contemplated and planned their murders carefully.
The motives of female serial killers are substantially different from those of the female single killer or even the male serial killer. On average, 74 percent of female serial killers were at least in part motivated by personal financial gain, a sad reflection on their middle-class aspirations.

ramirezdahmerbundy:

Female Killers

Nearly one out of five serial murderers are women. In fact, they are often more deadly and more prolific than typical male serial killers. Female serial killers are described as the “quiet killers” because they rarely leave bodies dumped by the roadside, which alarm a community. Their killing careers last twice as long as men’s: eight years for women to the male serial killer’s average of just over four years. Their killing is often committed at home of in a professional setting such as a hospital, retirement home, boardinghouse, or hotel, where sometimes it is not even notices or recognised as a murder. A study of incarcerated female non-serial murderers found out that on average 77 percent were unemployed when they committed their offends, 65 percent were black, and 76 percent had children, and their median age was twenty-seven. Female killers are young and poor, and often function in a socioeconomic class where interpersonal violence is more frequent and “acceptable.”

The statistics for specifically female serial killers are substantially different: 95 percent were white, their median age was thirty and only 10 percent were known to be unemployed, while 10 percent were skilled workers, 15 percent were semiskilled, and 11 percent were other, such as self-employed or business proprietors (and 42 percent unknown). Poor unemployed women living in a society where often responding with interpersonal violence is the only way to survive may commit a spontaneous homicide in the heat of a moment. But the more middle-class female serial killers contemplated and planned their murders carefully.

The motives of female serial killers are substantially different from those of the female single killer or even the male serial killer. On average, 74 percent of female serial killers were at least in part motivated by personal financial gain, a sad reflection on their middle-class aspirations.

gloria-swanson:

I went to the Vapor Lounge with my little sister and bff yesterday, fun times all around except when we spilled my coffee all over the weed; moment of silence for the coffee and weed

Dat me with my sisters.

amprog:

Often the most conservative states are the least family-friendly. The National Partnership for Women and Families made this map report card to show which states have the worst policies for families and new parents. So much for “traditional family values”!
(Source: nationalpartnership.org)


At least Wisconsin scored a c.

amprog:

Often the most conservative states are the least family-friendly. The National Partnership for Women and Families made this map report card to show which states have the worst policies for families and new parents. So much for “traditional family values”!

(Source: nationalpartnership.org)

At least Wisconsin scored a c.

Oh DUDE. Now I feel like making that cannabutter cheesecake.

Oh DUDE. Now I feel like making that cannabutter cheesecake.

[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]  

I’ve spent weeks upon weeks trying to dissect a dream that I felt was too coincidental. It was the last time I felt anything so strong. It’s symbolism is based on my past, present, and future. This song was the last thing to play in it… that happens a lot in my dreams… and since I’ve been trying to discover the meaning of it as well. I now understand the depth my dream flashbacks that I still have numerous times a day, and why my brain processes them particularly based on feeling. It is the only hope I have for myself, and with it I now know not to be frightened. I’m going to be just fine. My brain is fixing itself and I’m so unbelievably grateful to be able to finally understand the intricacy of it. I hope one day I find somebody who’s experiencing the same thing, because it is a gift that I’ve generated for myself and I’d only hope others to be blessed with something similar.

Because I enjoy watching people set themselves on fire.