Month: September 2014

ninjakato:

ask-raven-the-rabbit:

Professional or not, no matter what art style, I wanna see how many artists are out there.

floozys:

why is catcalling called catcalling? i like cats and i would quite like them calling me to see how i am or to make plans to meet for brunch, catcalling should be called something more accurate like asshole screeching or insecure masculinity 

super-who-locked-in:

angle-of-depression:

nothingcorporate:

opinions on abortions are kinda like nipples

everyone has them but women’s are a little bit more relevant 

But all you ever see are men’s

Oh shit

punishandenslavesuckers:

Maine and Washington’s friendship was partially based on their incredible mutual unkillableness. Wash survived shit with Maine that obliterated so many other Marines. Meanwhile, Maine just survived… everything. Their cockroach tendencies made them crazy motherfucker bffs. nothing boosts a friendship like repeated suicide missions.

justice4mikebrown:

• What’s going on with the fundraising campaigns for Darren Wilson?
• STL Police officer assaults handcuffed man. Found not guilty with help from Jeff Roorda.
• Things in Ferguson are going to change – For real
• Stand Your Ground has no moral ground
• Dorian Johnson’s credibility is under attack
• Jeff Roorda tied to funding Darren Wilson (video)

Started work on toxicure‘s Card Captor Narukami costume today. 

Actually, I’d probably be done the dress and starting the petticoat if my sewing machine wasn’t currently buried beneath a pile of Nerd Loft product. The houndstooth fabric has been dyed, and doesn’t look half bad. Might give it another shot of dye just to darken it up a bit, but it could work just fine the way it is.

I’ll dig the machine out tomorrow, and then it’s onto the petticoat and the ruffles. 

Mom is displeased with me because I said no to a job. Yeah. I need money. But I’m not going to go back to work somewhere that I am so uncomfortable that the last time I MADE UP A FAKE JOB to get out of it because the people there made me uncomfortable.