a-fragile-sort-of-anarchy:

whoamiamneko:

a-fragile-sort-of-anarchy:

whoamiamneko:

a-fragile-sort-of-anarchy:

I’m going to save up for a new motorcycle by running a scam where I bet straight dudes at bars twenty bucks that I can get a girl’s number in under five minutes and then politely walk up her and say, “I just bet that asshole twenty bucks that I could get your number. I’ll split it with you if you pretend to laugh like I just said a good pick up line and then write a fake number on my hand.”

Like, I never understood those kind of bets in those shitty teen movies. Everybody loves being part of a scheme, man. Use your head.

If anyone ever does this to me I’ll call them out on being a con artist.

Joke’s on you, buddy. That’ll only have consequences the first, what, couple dozen times? I can take a punch.

But then eventually, I’ll have money for the bike, and whenever I get called out, I’ll just speed off, and, sure, maybe I crash and die in a gutter and the police can’t figure out why I have hundreds of fake phone numbers stuffed in my jacket and it launches a huge investigation that becomes sort of a local legend, but you know whose problem that is? Not fucking mine.

Because I’m a slutty motorcycle ghost, and who’s gonna’ stop me then? The ghost cops? Nice try. Everybody knows cops can’t become ghosts because they just go straight to hell. It’s basic math.

Moral of the story, don’t be a con artist or you will die in a horrible accident and become a lonely ghost.

First of all, don’t you ever accuse me of having morals, narrative or otherwise, ever again.

And second, where did I say I’d be lonely? I’d a ghost on a motorcycle. You look me in the eyes and tell me you wouldn’t bone Ghostrider. Look me in the goddamn eyes.

dynastylnoire:

weavemama:

onision-against-feminism:

bitter-sister:

onision-against-feminism:

bitter-sister:

onision-against-feminism:

bitter-sister:

onision-against-feminism:

bitter-sister:

onision-against-feminism:

weavemama:

birdsb:

weavemama:

moral of the story is…..being racist and bitter makes you age like milk

this bitch is FORTY THREE????

43 decades

Yet this post is the most racist shit.

How… Is this racist what?

Racism goes both ways.

How is this post racist

If I made a post that compared black people’s skulls to white people’s I’d get called a racist.  Here you are saying white people age faster.

This post is about a specific racist woman. But funny you read the statement ‘Racist people age faster’ and immediately saw it as an attack on white people.

Almost as if there’s an antiwhite bias on this site.  And racism doesn’t suddenly become okay when it’s directed toward a racist.

My point is this isn’t racism. Even if racism against white people was an actual harmfull issue, nowhere in this post is the race of her or any of the other women mentionned or alluded to. This is about racists.

So you’re trying to tell me that it’s just a coincidence that all the women on the right side just so happened to be white?

it’s the same woman………………………..

aegipan-omnicorn:

jacquez45:

fluffmugger:

geoclaire:

theclassykindoftrasy:

sparrf:

i keep thinking about that tribe of baboons where all the alpha males died from eating poison garbage and then the baby boy monkeys were taken care of by the lady monkeys and never got socialized to be aggressive so they all just live peacefully and groom eachother instead of fighting and killing eachother and its been generations of that, it only took 1 wipeout of the aggressive males to change the whole social order of the species i am crying they must be so much happier

……….I have an idea.

don’t we all

You’re missing half the story.

When adolescent males from other groups came to join, they learned very rapidly that being an arsehole baboon was not fucking tolerated, and completely stopped the behaviour and integrated with the group.

Arseholes only thrive when you let them. 

Only the aggressive males died; the non-aggressive ones didn’t go on garbage dump raids and so they survived just fine. This was about half the adult males in the troop. The suddenly-without-mean-competition males didn’t get aggressive and take over and start being giant jerks; they stayed the same pleasant baboons they had always been.

The researcher studying this troop was asked what he had learned about stopping violence in society and he said “Kill all the aggressive young males” and I think about that a lot.

He (Dr. Robert Sapolsky) said, in a 2008 documentary (YouTube clip) that featured his research:

“…if they are able, in one generation, to transform what are supposed to be textbook social systems, sort of engraved in stone, we don’t have an excuse when we say there are certain
inevitabilities

about human social systems.”

bittersnurr:

dendriforming:

I am going through an antidepressant discontinuation syndrome again. I couldn’t stand the exhaustion any more, and this thing doesn’t work for me anyway. I have something that does now (an anticonvulsant that wasn’t supposed to work because it wasn’t “evidence-based” for a diagnosis I received without any real evaluation, and the dose is so low it’s evidence-based for exactly nothing, but both are absolutely evidence-based based on what works for my family), so why continue pointlessly taking this?

At this point, I am tapering from an extremely low dose. Even that is awful. And I’m going faster than I theoretically should be because the dosages don’t actually exist to follow my prescriber’s theoretically preferred protocol. (This makes me think she has never actually tapered anybody off it, TBH.)

This is not a relapse. A nausea problem I never had cannot relapse.

And I can’t agree that talking about this is irresponsible unless I’m willing to agree that people with expected medication reactions matter so much more than those of us who don’t that we need to deny our reality for them. I’m not.

The thing that really gets me about this “don’t talk about the stuff it will dissuade people” etc.

I am on opioid painkillers. I have been on them around 5 years now with no problems whatsoever. But there are thousands of articles written further stigmatizing these drugs, chastizing people for depending on them, calling for more and more restrictions. Drugs that are the difference for myself and many others between being bedridden and being functional.

Like I would under no circumstances recommend them as a first step treatment. I agree there should be restrictions. Despite the fact I am like, the best case senario patient who is lowest tier abuse likelyhood, I would not actually want more pills then I am getting rx’d right now (around 20 a month that are cut in half as a maintenance dose usually) because these are ABSOLUTELY dangerous drugs. I am acutely aware even if none of their reasons for saying I am an abuse risk are true, I can spot potential red flags in myself they haven’t noticed nor care about and I am largely protected from them only through sheer spite of refusing to prove drs right.

But I am TERRIFIED of antidepressants. I have permanent damage to my health from side effects of them. Every time they put me on them they don’t do anything remotely positive and make me sicker somehow.

Antidepressants unlike painkillers ARE thrown around like candy. They are frequently prescribed by primary care doctors who have not been properly educated on them. They are considered the first line treatment not only for depression, but things like pain despite being an off label use often without any actual studies backing effectiveness. And as psychiatric medications they are often forced on people without their consent and then any side effects are brushed off as delusions an that is SCARY.

Just because there is stigma against depression treatment doesn’t mean those drugs somehow should be excused from critisism of the very real risks and negetive effects. For fucks sake like half of them have SUICIDAL IMPULSE as a potential side effect, as in “literally can do the opposite and make you worse instead”. People act like printed on the bottle side effects are some kind of slander under a capitalist medical system that wants you to buy them. I am sure the warnings on tobacco are fake too. Informed consent isn’t anti-recovery.

Help me get bottom surgery in my forever home.

wetwareproblem:

wetwareproblem:

So I’m nervous as hell about doing this, but…

Here’s the situation: While I can get surgery via my government health care, the current timetable on doing so is “anywhere up to four years,” and it may be pushed back further. I am unemployable, and Income Assistance has rejected me no less than four times for increasingly bullshit reasons. I’m left to beg for food and shelter from friends in the meantime. My family would gladly take me back with open arms… if it meant they were free to mentally and physically abuse me again.

Being here is terrible for my mental and physical health, for a number of reasons. I don’t feel safe, I can’t eat adequately on a regular basis, fighting for my basic care is an incredible drain… long story short, I’m not going to survive four more years of this.

There is an alternative, though.

In Arizona, I have a healthy, supportive, and welcoming home. My inability to work is a non-issue; I can live comfortably, surrounded by my loved ones. My mental health improves radically there, and I’m able to eat well without the guilt issues I have here.

The only catch: Surgery isn’t free. My datemate’s insurance will cover most of it, but we’re still looking at about $5000 in out-of-pocket expenses.

That’s where you come in. I feel like I’ve asked a lot of you already, but… this is it. The last donation post I will ever have to make. Just help me get to my loved ones, please.

We do only want donations from adults, and from those who can spare it – I don’t want to take food out of anyone’s mouth for my sake. If you can’t donate, please boost. And if you know anything about American immigration… we could use some advice.

Donate here. If you can’t donate directly to a YouCaring campaign, my paramour’s paypal is here; we’ll route anything we get to the main campaign.

Weekly update: hOLY SHIT-!

Ahem. Thanks to one incredible anonymous donor, we are at $4238/5000! Only $762 left to go! Thank you so much for this, I’m so overwhelmed, I have no idea what to say…

We’re in the final stretch here, folks. Less than $800 to go. Please, please keep this moving – it finally feels like this is actually going to happen. We can do this.