joshpeck

politicalsexkitten:

saintkathryn:

holdencaulfieldthinksuraphony:

donotruninfear:

jennaanne01:

THIS IS IMPORTANT. 

wow.. the fucking story line. speechless. 

It’s such an important time for this film to come out.

It’s so easy for the film idustry to show people we fought against in the past as real people. But it’s something new to put a face a name and a story to the people that so many of us see as the enemy.

Please watch the trailer. This’ll stir up a lot of shit with the american public but I have a good feeling about this movie.

hyacinthsorthistles

beaky-peartree:

mariahwolf:

beaky-peartree:

Why do people act like being a vampire is so fucking great. You can’t eat garlic bread so what’s the point

Okay first of all fuck garlic bread

What the fuck. What thef. Uck. You come on here, you come into my house, you take a shit on my post you shit on garlic bread, you shit on everything I stand for, on this, the day of my daughter’s wedding… .

perianthlillithfae

setbabiesonfire:

persephoneholly:

my-unashamedly-antiabortion-blog:

I am a Survivors of the Abortion Holocaust. 1/3 of my generation is gone and I will not turn my back on this tragedy. I have taken up my cross and joined the front lines of the Abortion Wars.

I will mourn the lost of 56+ million babies, I will grieve over the death of baby Isaiah, I will fight for the inherent right to life, for women to stop being treated as sex objects and for the post-abortive mothers and fathers who suffer in silence, and lastly pray for the end of abortion.

"I am a Survivors of the Abortion Holocaust.”
Are you a Jew, homosexual, disabled person, Roma, Jehovah’s Witness, born into 1940 Germany? No? Then you are not a survivor of the Holocaust.  

"1/3 of my generation is gone and I will not turn my back on this tragedy."
Yeah, and one third of ‘your generation’ lives in poverty, is hungry, needs medical care, is being abused, and needs support yet you weep over the ‘injustice’ of abortion.

"I have taken up my cross and joined the front lines of the Abortion Wars."
You are not Jesus. You are not a hero. You are a person sitting behind a little screen crying over some fertilized eggs.

"I will mourn the lost of 56+ million babies,"
Mourn the loss of the BILLIONS of babies who will die from hunger. Or who will die TONIGHT because of lack of health services. Mourn the loss of the MILLIONS of little girls who will die by suicide, in childbirth, or by the hands of their husbands because they are child-brides. Fetuses do not need you, real, living little kids need you.

"I will grieve over the death of baby Isaiah, I will fight for the inherent right to life,"
Sorry to break it to ya, but there isn’t an ‘inherent right to life.’ If there was, war, poverty, lack of healthcare, and the death penalty wouldn’t be around.

"for women to stop being treated as sex objects"
The first step of this is to stop seeing us as objects to carry a pregnancy. If we don’t want to be pregnant, we don’t want to be fucking pregnant and there is NOTHING you can say that will stop that.

"and for the post-abortive mothers and fathers who suffer in silence,"
Or you can just support them, no need to ‘fight’ anyone. People who regret their abortion need, first and foremost, people like you to shut the fuck up about ‘abortion is evil!’ ‘abortion kills a baby!’ because THAT is what causes the stigma. THAT makes people suffer. Second, they need people who will LISTEN without judgement. They need people who will SUPPORT how they feel, even if they are HAPPY about their abortion.

"and lastly pray for the end of abortion."

Good. Keep praying. Because everyone knows praying gets shit done.

^

hyacinthsorthistles
prokopetz:

This is the one time of year that I love wasps.
Not because the wasps themselves get any nicer. They’re horrid little creatures year round. No, it’s because I have a couple of big apple trees out back, and late August, early September is when the apples start ripening.
Now, if you don’t harvest your own fruit, there are two things you need to know about apples.
The first thing you need to know about apples is that, when apples get ripe, they tend to fall from the tree at the slightest breeze.
I often work late at the office; by the time I get home, there are piles of apples scattered everywhere - and sure enough, the wasps are out in force, gorging themselves on the fruit. When I go to clean up the windfallen apples, the wasps naturally do the “rawr, I’ma fuck you up!” routine for which wasps are known.
The second thing you need to know about apples is that they ferment very rapidly in the late August heat.
So: the wasps try to come at me, but they’re too drunk to fly. They get about an inch off the ground, then faceplant directly into the turf, flip over onto their backs, and lay there, legs twitching in the air as they try in vain to find something to sting.
Perhaps I’m a man of simple pleasures, but I bust up laughing every. single. time.
Fucking wasps.

prokopetz:

This is the one time of year that I love wasps.

Not because the wasps themselves get any nicer. They’re horrid little creatures year round. No, it’s because I have a couple of big apple trees out back, and late August, early September is when the apples start ripening.

Now, if you don’t harvest your own fruit, there are two things you need to know about apples.

The first thing you need to know about apples is that, when apples get ripe, they tend to fall from the tree at the slightest breeze.

I often work late at the office; by the time I get home, there are piles of apples scattered everywhere - and sure enough, the wasps are out in force, gorging themselves on the fruit. When I go to clean up the windfallen apples, the wasps naturally do the “rawr, I’ma fuck you up!” routine for which wasps are known.

The second thing you need to know about apples is that they ferment very rapidly in the late August heat.

So: the wasps try to come at me, but they’re too drunk to fly. They get about an inch off the ground, then faceplant directly into the turf, flip over onto their backs, and lay there, legs twitching in the air as they try in vain to find something to sting.

Perhaps I’m a man of simple pleasures, but I bust up laughing every. single. time.

Fucking wasps.