You know how it is, right, ladies? You know a guy for a while. You hang out with him. You do fun things with him—play video games, watch movies, go hiking, go to concerts. You invite him to your parties. You listen to his problems. You do all this because you think he wants to be your friend.
But…
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Depression Part 2 by Hyperbole and a Half is the most important thing you’ll read all day.
I’m not exaggerating when I consider this lady the voice of… well, perhaps not a generation but a mindset. There’s really no way to describe how genuine her writing is, how much it speaks to the experience of so many people while steering away from cliche and pretension. I’ve read so many people say OH, EXACTLY to what she writes, much more than any other author—internet or otherwise—active today. I guess it’s the combination of her unalloyed tone, unique treatment of content and the advantages of the medium, such as the rapid dissemination of the comic/blog format that combine to make her writing and art so resonant and accessible to those who identify most with it.
GET MR. PULITZER ON THE LINE I’VE GOT A NOMINATION TO MAKE
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what you fail to realize is that video games shouldn’t cater to females in the first place. It’s largely known that it’s targeted towards the MALE demographic and has been for so many years, so why would they ask for something like that to be handed to them on a goddamn silver platter?
that’s like a guy walking into the women’s department of clothing at a sears and demanding that there be more clothing for men there. Separation of sections be damned.
that’s not how it fucking works
no not really
the game industry is more like walking into a regular department store and seeing that all the clothes are only men’s clothes
and when you ask the cashier where the women’s clothing section is, they wheel out a small rack of cheaply made tutus, g-strings, and high heels all in bright pink
and then when you go “wow really that’s it” you get called an uppity bitch and everybody assumes you want all the focus on you when in reality you’d just like to be considered a worthwhile demographic since you also like to wear clothes, it’s not like you want some ridiculous getup, you just want a solid shirt and pair of pants that fits you alright.
I mean hell you even sort of like men’s clothes and you have no problem wearing them. They suit you well. But it’s very obvious once you throw on a pair of men’s pants that they were not made for you.
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Yandere Cupcake
Ingredients:
1 Can white frosting
1 Box Red Velvet Cake Mix
Sugar Glass:
2 cups water
1 cup light corn syrup
3 1/2 cups white sugar
1/4 teaspoon cream of tartar
Edible Blood:
1/2 cup light corn syrup
1 tablespoon cornstarch
1/4 cup water, or more as needed
15 drops red food coloring
3 drops blue food coloring
Directions:
Prepare Red Velvet Cake Mix According to box, line cupcake tins with paper cupcake liners.
Divide cake batter between lined cupcake tins.
Bake according to box instructions. Let cool and frost cupcakes with white frosting.
Make the sugar glass. Mix 2 cups water, 1 cup corn syrup, white sugar, and cream of tartar in a large saucepan; bring to a boil. Use a candy thermometer and boil sugar syrup until temperature reaches 300 degrees (hard ball), stirring constantly. The mixture will thicken as water evaporates. When sugar reaches 300 degrees, quickly pour onto a metal baking pan. Cool until completely hardened. Break into “shards” using a meat mallet.
Make the edible blood. Mix together 1/2 cup corn syrup and cornstarch in a large bowl. Slowly stir in the 1/4 cup of water, adding more if necessary, until the corn syrup mixture has thickened to the consistency of blood. Stir in the red and blue food coloring.
Stab each frosted cupcake with a few shards of broken sugar glass. Drizzle on drops of “blood” to complete the effect.
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These might be more @seananmcguire than the ones she usually gets.
These were originally created for a Dexter release party and I want them so.
isn’t it funny that lesbians are presumed to hate men, have turned away from men, or never experienced the ~prowess~ of a man
we’re talking about a preference that actively centers around women and they still try to make it fundamentally about men
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Cause vintage WWI lesbians are the best lesbians.
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Calming. Bunnies. (Based off of Calming Manatee.) I LOVE THIS. Via steelplatedhearts.
I made a series of Calming Bunnies (based off of the Calming Manatee meme) for my friend Gab, who isn’t a huge fan of manatees!
We can always use more bunnies, I think.
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True Facts About The Duck (not for children)
Men, are you worried for your own safety because misandry?
You need to accept that misandry happens in the real world and take some precautions.
Take a self defense class, they’re only a couple hundred dollars a month.
Don’t go out after dark unless you have a woman to chaperone you.…
But positive psychology seems to have exhausted its rebellious spirit in the battle against “negative psychology” and today offers much to warm the most conservative hearts, including its finding that married and highly religious people—preferably fundamentalists—are happier than other people, as are political conservatives. Happiness, after all, is generally measured as a reported satisfaction with one’s life—a state of mind perhaps more accessible to those who are affluent, who conform to social norms, who suppress judgment in the service of faith, and who are not overly bothered by societal injustice.
Barbara Ehrenreich, Bright-Sided: How the Relentless Promotion of Positive Thinking Has Undermined America (via notemily)
this is one of my favorite books and I recommend it to anyone who’s ever suffered a fit of teeth-grinding on being told to “think positive”
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Whenever I think of the Hook Operators now, I see a picture of a man with a hook stuck in his back. The hook is attached to a rope and the rope hangs from the celing. At the end of the rope, unable to get his feet on solid ground, the man dangles in the air, his face distorted in agony, his arms and legs thrashing about violently.
Behind him stands the Hook Operator.
…The victim, in his thrashing to be free of the hook, will most likely cut into his back the crippling gorge the Hook Operator seeks. The Hook Operator watches and waits. What a man will do, once he is caught on the hook, is always a gamble. There is a chance, of course, that the man may squirm off the hook, in which case the Hook Operator will move in with his other weapons.
There is, too, the chance that the victim may acomplish more than the Hook Operator strives for and crack his backbone or, giving an unexpected twist to his thrashing, tear himself completely in two.
…The hook’s purpose is to catch and upset, and it was designed for no other purpose.
…The hook is the commonly accepted instrument of the circle where the Hook Operator works, a state of affairs which should have been clear to the victim as soon as he walked into the circle.
Operators and Things: The Inner Life of a Schizophrenic, by Barbara O’Brien
This is a crossover that needs to happen.
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