Scattered the Ashes, Buried her heart

My puppy Loki chilling on my spot because the fan keeps him cool. Usually he refuses to sleep on the bed.

cobrapettingzoo:

mamaroshi:

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jessfink:

I’m not even going to tell you the catcalls I received in Manhattan when I lived there.  It’s a shitty thing. If you are a lady chances are you know what it’s like to walk down the street and feel afraid of every dude you see thinking “is that guy on the corner going to say some shit to me? Please dude, do not say anything to meeee.” Anyway if you don’t know what it’s like to be harassed whenever you leave the house, here is an article where women talk about that: http://rookiemag.com/2012/05/it-happens-all-the-time/

Since this is in the same vein as the earlier discussion (and because Jess Fink is amazing), I thought you guys might appreciate seeing it. 

this seriusly makes me feel sick
when i was younger, i was walking in the stree wearing my school uniform (the one for kids between 10 - 15) and i would STILL get this on the street AUGH.…. 

So I was walking down the street the other day. It was sort of an off-day, so I hadn’t bothered to do much more than putting on some holey jeans and an old sweatshirt. I wasn’t wearing a lick of make-up, or a bra. My hair is about two inches long, and blue. I had it in a mohawk. I had a cigarette in my mouth and a scowl on my face, and all in all probably looked like a really scummy-looking dude.

And then some guys in baseball caps leaned out the window of their pickup truck and hollered “HEY BABY, HOW YOU DOIN’?” at me. And I was just like… WTF? Because they most definitely weren’t hollering at me because I was attractive/pretty/they wanted to date/have sex with me.

And that’s the moment I realized that cat-calling isn’t about sex, or attraction. It’s about power, and fear. It’s about them getting off on their ability to make me uncomfortable, make me afraid. And somehow that’s even worse.

I was walking into work one day and this kid yelled: I like fat chicks?!

But then he ended it like he wasn’t sure, like almost a question. So I yelled back, keep walking little boy!!

I love my car, even though I run myself into the ground trying to pay for it.

I was on my way to work the other day and saw this posted outside a Hookah bar, I was cracking the Fuck up because of the reference, but also with incredulity because that place always has spoiled food in their connected market. It’s like, if you’re gonna advertise for business, clean your shit up.

So my neighbours cat attacked this blue jay and it couldn’t move at all, so my neighbor chopped its head off to keep it from suffering even more. Talk about a depression party, so upsetting but it was in so much pain and none of the animal protective leagues in the area are open. :(