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Witches, wizards and warlocks have a historical need for a strange companion, be it flora or fauna- but why does it always have to a guessing game what freak of nature you get? Use my handy MBTI guide to figure out what ungodly mongrel will best help YOU in your arcane pursuits! 

Feminism is not about who opens the jar. It is not about who pays for the date. It is not about who moves the couch. It is not about who kills the bugs. It is not about who cooks the dinner. It’s not even about who stays home with the kids, as long as the decision was made together, after thinking carefully about your situation and coming to an agreement that makes sense for your particular marriage and family. It is about making sure that nobody ever has to do anything by “default” because of their gender. The stronger person should move the couch. The person who enjoys cooking more, has more time for it, and/or is better at it should do the cooking. Sometimes the stronger person is male, sometimes not. Sometimes the person who is best suited for cooking is female, sometimes not. You should do what works. But it is also about letting people know that it is okay to change. If you’re a woman who wants to become stronger, that’s great. If you’re a man who wants to learn how to cook, that’s also great. You might start out with a relationship where the guy opens all the jars and the girl cooks all the meals, but you might find that you want to try something else. So try it.

4 ignorant delusions people have about feminism (via brutereason)

The Maker's grace does not make you immortal, you live or dieby your own hand. That is worthy of admiration.

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It says a lot about the capitalist system that “I need a job to buy food and shelter” isn’t considered a ‘good enough’ response to the question “why do you want this job?”

It feels like the employer (especially in a below-living-wage situation) is basically saying, “lick my boot if you want to survive.”

me during summer: fuck this. fuck the heat. fuck bugs. fuck sweating. fuck everything. fuck it all. winter honestly couldnt come any sooner

me during winter: its been 84 years... i havent seen a blade of grass since i was a wee child.... my family is dying..... when will i escape from this snow hell.......

Star Wars: How the prequel trilogy mirrored and rhymed the original