Instagram pics of arm pubes are fucking annoying, and they don’t make you a feminist.
I could not ever give a fuck less about your pubes. Yes, ladies. I’m talking to you.
You have armpit hair? That’s fine. Don’t apologize to me. You have leg hair? Sofa king what.
Your leg hair to feminism is what a status about your bra color is to breast cancer awareness.
No one found the cure to cancer in a purple tit sling. And no one found the cure to ignorance in your fucking pubes. Quit assuming your going to blow my mind when you raise your arms. No one gives a fuuuuckkkkk. Do what you want for you. Not so you can call that douche at the bar a pig after he says some dumb bullshit about how you need a razor. Chances are, everyone already figured he was. Chances are, he’d still be there finding dumb shit to say with or without you there.
Let me re-iterate that I simply DO NOT GIVE A FUCK WHAT YOU DO. I believe the same goes for nearly everyone around you. So stop feeling like it’s necessary to make a big fucking deal out of your stupid pubes like it makes you a feminist. It doesn’t. Feminists are ladies who respect themselves enough to stand up against misogynistic gender-role bullshit, and dudes who respect that and even back them up. You know how many pubes that requires? Fuggin zilch, dude.
So get your armpit out of my face. I already respect you. I might even think you’re pretty sexy. So calm down. There’s more effective ways to make a statement.
I really tried to avoid going to bed alone today. I really hate it.
I ordered a 7 string.
This is about to get insane.
About moving to milwaukee after this winter. Or chicago.
I’ll just bask in the shadows
As once again they all pass over me.
Be here now. Please.
If this is sp fun, to be at these things together, then why do I feel so fucking alone?
Spectacular detail never afforded to us before the Blu-ray releases.
I’m ready to stop being treated this way.
I totally don’t understand 420 day. It’s like valentine’s day, and st. Patrick’s day to me. I get drunk and smoke weed and love women every day, so why would i ever need a holiday as an excuse to do any of these things?