As gods are want to be....

Let me set the scene...

Imagine having a girlfriend that loves you. She is a financially independent woman, and she has her own place; she also manages and owns several properties around the city. Your lady love is also a creative mind who has been writing and developing a book SERIES and has an editor that she’s working with because she’s so bad ass.

SO, then she decides she loves you soooo much she moves in with you, and automatically offers half of all rent and bills without a single qualm; she just doubled your money. Great. She also without hesitation or resentment, takes on more household chores and cooking (an unpaid job, see the word homemaker in the dictionary) since she’s home more, yet still has multiple properties to manager and being a full time writer...

Now imagine telling her she doesn’t do enough work and fighting with her as if you have the right, and then imagine her having such a good head on her shoulders, that she decides to hold off and then explain how she feels and gives you another chance to talk after that. You then take that opportunity to tell her your jealous of all the legitimate work she does from home and her lowering your bills by half, and tell her to get a part time menial job to make yourself feel better!!!

Imagine being such A DUMB FUCK

God, Reddit is a trip. I take stuff with a grain of salt, but I think this one is true because, yeahh.. it just seems hella relatable and I’ve supported people in the past that treated me like shit.

Instead of bidding his time at work and working on a promotion or gathering references to make looking for another job easier he took his frustrations out on his gf, who paid half the bills. He didn’t know how good he had it, in terms of girlfriends and having a job when so many were laid off.

God you have no idea how glad I am to read that she dumped this fucking idiot man

My ex took his job frustrations out on me just like this. He (36M) was a career teacher with 2 kids from a previous relationship, and I was 21. I was 21 and taking 20 credit hours to finish my degree and working 29 hours per week (if I went over 29, the university would have to pay out benefits for us, so we were caped there). I tended house for him and his kids. Cooked, cleaned, paid “rent” to him, bought groceries for a family of four. 

The only fights we ever had was over how much I worked. He couldn’t stand that I didn’t work 40 hours a week like him. He hated that I enjoyed my time at work and had friends there. He griped that he never saw me working on stuff for school, that if I had time to do homework on campus, I should be looking for another part time gig. I didn’t give him enough money each month for expenses, which included taking care of his child support, debts, and bills. I payed my bills, his bills, and our bills. Of course, I didn’t realize it at the time; I never saw what our expenses were, just trusted what he said.  

The summer between graduation and the start of my master’s program, I worked 40-50 hours a week while he and the kids were on summer vacation. That summer, we separated because I wasn’t doing as much housework as he thought I should. All while he and the kids played video games and watched tv all day.

In short: dump him if he hounds you to work “as much” as him. He really means match him 150%

ask yourself: how often do i see women with hairy legs? hairy underarms? how often do i see being hairy used as a negative quality or as an insult against a woman? how about as an accusation of being unhygienic? unkempt? unsexy? how was shaving brought up to me as a child? how did i feel about it the first time my legs were completely bare? did i feel more mature? more acceptable? how do i feel when i don't shave my legs? unclean? embarrassed? do i wear the same clothes i otherwise would have worn? do i apologize for it if i do? do i know what my legs feel like with the stubble grown out?

At 11, my grandmother mentioned that my hair was getting long, and if I ever “wanted” to shave, she would help me. My best friend couldn't stand to feel the stubble against her jeans, so she shaved every day. Meanwhile, my classmates debated if shaving should be done daily or or if we could manage TWO days in between. 

My mother guided my hand to show me that the blade wouldn’t cut my skin, all while I literally sobbed in fear.

I work in the medical field, and women apologize for not being stubble free in the winter while undergoing MEDICAL procedures. I’ve never had a man apologize for his hairiness 

You do you, but don’t forget; women are pressured into being clean shaven from childhood. 

A punk stops during a gay pride parade to allow a mesmerized child to touch his jacket spikes.

I lost control about reblogging this picture. 

and this is the perfect “fuck you” to people who stereotype people like this. 

literally one of my favourite pictures ever

nothing more punk than letting small children touch your clothes spikes or hair spikes

If you think punks would miss the opportunity to be a good fucking human to kids you don’t know much about punks

Being nice to kids is literally the number one punk activity

THIS IS THE SAME DUDE

BITCH NO WAYYYY

I have a vivid memory of being about 14 and seeing a hardcore punk walking down the street in a busy shopping district with a tiny white kitten tucked in his leather jacket. That's goals.

due to personal reasons im evil now

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no offense but some of you need to make a little birdhouse in your soul

Resources For Writing Sketchy Topics

Medicine

Writing Specific Characters

Illegal Activity

Black Market Prices & Profits

Forensics

Come join the “I’m on a government watch list after researching for my RP character” club!

—Marilyn Manson

i wanted to say that this post was not posted with tumblrs decision to ban nsfw content in mind. this was a complete coincidence. ive had a few people message me about it, and I would like to put this out there.

I think I want my next piercing to be through my heart with a wooden stake

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I finally got a job!!!!!

Only took me 4 months, about 50 job applications, 5 interviews and several mental breakdowns woohoo

Is my life finally coming together? Stay tuned to find out!

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