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i’m at this point with my mental health where i don’t know what’s going on in my head at all. it feels like the kind of desperation that will eventually turn into improvement but really i’m just going to have to wait and see.
me and my mum when i was…very very young.
finally did what i’ve been saying i’m going to do forever- make doughnuts. they aren’t as fluffy as i’d like them to be but it’s my first time and i didn’t get the oil temperature right till halfway through anyhow.
next challenge is making them vegan. i have a recipe i’ve used for cream-filled vegan doughnut holes before, so we’ll see.
all i want to eat lately is a good, solid doughtnut. not one of those ones from tim hortons- i want something warm and fat where the icing melts onto my fingers as i devour it.
(via fancybidet)
eating an ice cream sandwich in a really hot bath is, it turns out, a very messy endeavor.
confession: i ship remus/sirius like nothing else.
(wait, confession #2: reading harry potter fanfic is a huge part of my depression self-care. there. i said it.)
(Source: melancholydane, via brohamsandwich)
i think i might have too many e-mail addresses.
(Rebloggable as requested)
Frankly, my philosophy is that individualist feminism is fucked up and only promotes solipsistic notions of what feminism is. Yeah, so feminism means different things for everybody, but as long as we keep this moral relativist approach to feminism, it means people aren’t accountable or responsible for doing generally fucked up shit to others. It also makes it harder to identify fucked-up behavior when it happens.
A feminism that is all about choice means people who DO NOT have the choice to “give consent” or DO NOT have the choice to stay at home with the kids or DO NOT choose to work low-wage jobs are NOT addressed. And the majority of non-cis men today haven’t had the same plethora of choices as white middle-class cis women, who have embedded choice rhetoric into current mainstream feminism. (I also think it’s a symptom of late capitalism, in which choice feminism prioritizes a careerist approach to “fighting the man,” and “shopping around” for industries to try and equalize, even if they’re intrinsically unethical— i.e. finance.) I am done with choice rhetoric, because the choice to do much of anything is restricted to only one chunk of people lucky enough to have the choice of whether or not to suffer. Patriarchy is a complex system of social relationships, some of which some of us have no choice but to endure, and others which some of us cannot access or benefit from because of race, class, etc. Examples include being able to go to college, to have heath insurance, to be CEOs, to be ruling-class. Choice feminism is about picking and choosing which social relations and positions are most personally bearable for you, but at the expense of ignoring or even legitimizing others’ suffering. (Ex: “But I can do this, why can’t all women?”) Choice feminism makes intersectionality impossible when it’s about the individual.
Now, do I think people should be able to choose to get abortions? Yes, and in fact I’d rather that people didn’t have to pay for them. Do I think sex work should be decriminalized and taken seriously as a profession? Absolutely, as long as we understand them as workers and make the distinction between worker and trafficking victim, then sure, go right ahead. Being against choice rhetoric as a central theme in feminism does not mean I want to restrict peoples’ choices. “Choice” rhetoric is just dangerous in a world in which non-cis men have very few choices. It means we only account for those of us who have a choice. Leaving feminism up to choice is a superficial and lazy analysis of patriarchy. It fails to address larger systemic issues like institutional sexism, racism, ableism, etc. as long as it’s “all about me.” Choice feminism allows for more conventionally ambitious members of the “marginalized” (i.e. women, LGBTQ folks) to abandon the rest of us in their endeavor to sit in the oppressor’s chair.
Sex-positivity also toes this line of people thinking feminism is all about them and not about a larger system of violence perpetuated against non-hetero/cis men. Also, sex-positivity vs. sex negativity is a terrible way to polarize discourse on sex within feminism; and oftentimes when people call someone “sex-negative” it’s really just because they don’t center sexy sex in their analysis of patriarchy. My feminism, at least, is not just about what I do in my bedroom, but how to challenge systems of domination that keep me from functioning as a working-class queer woman of color. Few sex-positive advocates on tumblr do any analysis of the latter— and I can say that as someone who spent 4 years in college giving talks on consent.
As for “sex-negativity,” all the people who responded to my post on sex strikes with “Ew, I’d NEVER CHOOSE to sleep with an anti-choicer” clearly don’t understand that not everyone has the luxury of “choosing” whom they sleep with, or are sexually assaulted by. Nobody fucking chooses to be raped, which is why choice doesn’t have a place in anti-rape rhetoric. It is why consent is better left as a safe sex practice than an anti-rape tactic. Call me sex-negative, but believe it or not, there are people out there who do NOT care what you want and WILL violate your space the best they can while they can benefit from it. Sex-positivity only goes so far in mediating mutual sexual relationships, but doesn’t take power (or abuse of power) into account. The feminism of our generation must address power. Because behind having a choice is even having the power to make it.
TL;DR I have a headache and I think your feminism is bullshit if it’s only about you and not the implications of your actions/others.
(via sakj)
stoner baking!
peach tarts with lavender whipped cream… best stoned-baking experiment yet.
photo courtesy of d.l.
sometimes i’m all like: yeah! feelings rule. i’m comfortable with these feelings! i’m enjoying having feelings!
but most of the time it’s: what? noooo. fuck this. i don’t want feelings. i’m overwhelmed by having feelings let us get rid of them by pretending they are not there!
which, as you can tell, is the totally mature and responsible approach.
dear tumblr, what if i told you i know alll the words to this commercial? not so much by choice but rather a tendency to remember really crappy songs? because i could sing it for you right now.
p.s. i also know all the words to the one about getting a free pair of sunglasses from collecting smarties boxes and the song for that creepy waterbaby doll. and i didn’t even watch that much tv as a kid.
(via theworstbitch)