Hi, I'm a neurotic lush who loves art, nostalgia, tattoos, women, and Destiel. I write crappy free-verse poetry and will probably be a college student for the rest of my life. I lead a very mundane existence.
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Lots of reblogging, supernatural, supernatural, supernatural... did I mention supernatural?, randomness, ranting, nudity, sexual themes, body mods, homosexuality, art, fandom fun, food, occasional politics, feminism, supernatural, and peanuts. Enjoy.
My grandfather has dementia and sometimes he watched these really horrific, low budget ‘trapped/stuck somewhere/someplace’ flicks like Frozen and 247* while he occasionally chuckles at their misfortune. It’s a little creepy, ngl.
"The stereotype of the ugly, unfuckable feminist exists for a reason – because it’s still the last, best line of defence against any woman who is a little too loud, a little too political. Just tell her that if she goes on as she is, nobody will love her. Correct me if I’m wrong, but I’ve always believed that part of the point of feminist politics – part of the point of any sort of radical politics – is that some principles are more important than being universally adored, particularly by the sort of men who would prefer women to smile quietly and grow our hair out"