Look At This Fucking Feminist
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
This Little Bastard Must Die...
Fuck this kitten. Fuck it's pink sweater, fuck it's soft orange fur, fuck it's sweet blue eyes. Who does this kitten think it is anyway? "Oh look at me, I'm so damn cute that you feel guilty about everything bad you have ever done. EVER." Well you know what, tiny, adorable, kitten? I despise your very existence. You're a real piece of shit. So take your condescending ass someplace else, you self absorbed
Pollyanna!..................................................................................................................................................God, this kitten is cute.
Why Sufjan Stevens is a genius...
He can write a song about a serial killer and make it a thing of beauty...
Monday, March 14, 2011
Top Five (because I was too lazy for ten) Reasons Why I'm Not Attracted to Anyone
5. Nobody seems to understand the term "non-negotiable."
4. I don't want to text or call anyone everyday, or every other day for that matter. I don't want to feel obligated to remind anyone that I have feelings for them. Either they know I do, or they don't and most people don't have the ability to be secure enough to know without me constantly reminding them.
3. I don't want to hold anyone's hand. Public displays of affection are the same as taking a dump in public to me.
2. It's easy to fall in love. It's hard to love. I'm not cut out for that kind of work.
1. I like to have the ability to wake up in the morning and say "Fuck it," and just know that I can walk away. I haven't met anyone that would be willing to go along for the ride.
I remember when...
I remember when I was 14 years old and I watched Nirvana on MTV Unplugged. I was like one of those screaming girls you see in black and white video footage of The Beatles. I still feel that way sometimes when I listen to these songs.
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Out With the Old, In With the New (or, I neglected my old blog for so long that I forgot the password)
Some of you may remember my old blog. However, most of you probably don't, which, for the most part, is probably for the best. Two years ago I blogged everyday. Faithfully. I was like your grandma taking her daily fiber drink just to make sure she can shit regularly. Then Life happened. You know the culprit I'm talking about. What an ass-clown life is. I completely lost the ability to blog. Multiple factors played a role in this, lack of time, lack of coherent thought, lack of humor, lack of anything interesting to talk about...blah blah blah blah blah. But alas, I've missed my daily musings and venting of pseudo intellectual thought. Thus, Look At This Fucking Feminist was born.
I'm not great with introductions, they seem so pointless to me. Regardless of what I say about myself or what I think, you have already formulated an opinion, so the introduction and words that I share with you become nothing more than a buzzing sound like a gnat swarming around your head while camping. None the less, I think an introduction is needed for these sorts of situations. I mean, we're practically dating, you and I... Gross. Why did I just say that? But, if you are going to consume my words, you should at least know my nutritional facts. That way you can't blame me when you become a fat ass full of bitterness, anarchy, feminism and gender confusion. This is your fair warning.
Here we go:
* I prefer the company of women (sorry to give you a big rubbery one guys). I have no other excuse for this except that I went to a liberal arts women's college. Let me be clear, I make no apologies about this. I love women. God got it right the second time around.
*Speaking of God, I'm a believer. I am a Christian. Now that you know this, do me a favor and refrain from pigeon holing me. I believe in a loving God. A judgeless God. I believe that your only job while your on this earth is to Love God and Love People. Period. End of story. Save your religious propaganda for someone who cares. So, if you happen to be one of those Christians that believes that God has the ability to hate, to spite and to hurt, go someplace else. I don't want to hear your bullshit. You are using God to express your own insecurities and biases. In short, stop reading now and go live your miserable existence of a life and the day you meet God and he welcomes you with LOVING and open arms, despite the fact that you were a complete douche bag in your life, remember this: I told you so.
*I love to laugh. I don't think you should take anything too seriously. Political correctness has it's place and time, but it's not here and now on this blog.
* I hate "chick flicks"
*I'm a hipster. I'm okay with that.
*I drink copious amounts of coffee and smoke cigarettes. I prefer both over regular meals.
*I read. A lot. (I'm a sucker for a good zombie novel)....(I'm a bigger sucker for a good Chuck Palahniuk novel)
*I haven't watched television in 7 months. So no, I have not seen the last episode of House, or Glee, or Weeds. I don't want to talk to you about television. It bores me.
*I'm an artist. Enough said about that one.
*I don't tolerate people who are mean or who hate.
*I'm a minimlist. I hate owning things. My dream is to be able to fit everything I own into a backpack and to travel. I want to spend one year of my life living in cultures that inherently freak me out. I want to be uncomfortable. I want to be the minority. I don't want to understand the people around me. I want to eat food that makes me sick. I want to read a map and still get lost.
*I HAVE to be busy. Sitting at home is basically torture.
Okay, I could tell you much more, but I'm bored with this now. Who really cares anyway?
So now we are going to make a deal. I'm going to promise to post daily. (By daily, I mean weekly, and by weekly, I mean whenever I remember I have this blog). Your job is easy, read. Formulate an opinion. Disagree with me. Think.
So that's it. Now for the fun part. I leave you tonight with two videos that will change your life
Also, here's a song. That is all. Good day.
I'm not great with introductions, they seem so pointless to me. Regardless of what I say about myself or what I think, you have already formulated an opinion, so the introduction and words that I share with you become nothing more than a buzzing sound like a gnat swarming around your head while camping. None the less, I think an introduction is needed for these sorts of situations. I mean, we're practically dating, you and I... Gross. Why did I just say that? But, if you are going to consume my words, you should at least know my nutritional facts. That way you can't blame me when you become a fat ass full of bitterness, anarchy, feminism and gender confusion. This is your fair warning.
Here we go:
* I prefer the company of women (sorry to give you a big rubbery one guys). I have no other excuse for this except that I went to a liberal arts women's college. Let me be clear, I make no apologies about this. I love women. God got it right the second time around.
*Speaking of God, I'm a believer. I am a Christian. Now that you know this, do me a favor and refrain from pigeon holing me. I believe in a loving God. A judgeless God. I believe that your only job while your on this earth is to Love God and Love People. Period. End of story. Save your religious propaganda for someone who cares. So, if you happen to be one of those Christians that believes that God has the ability to hate, to spite and to hurt, go someplace else. I don't want to hear your bullshit. You are using God to express your own insecurities and biases. In short, stop reading now and go live your miserable existence of a life and the day you meet God and he welcomes you with LOVING and open arms, despite the fact that you were a complete douche bag in your life, remember this: I told you so.
*I love to laugh. I don't think you should take anything too seriously. Political correctness has it's place and time, but it's not here and now on this blog.
* I hate "chick flicks"
*I'm a hipster. I'm okay with that.
*I drink copious amounts of coffee and smoke cigarettes. I prefer both over regular meals.
*I read. A lot. (I'm a sucker for a good zombie novel)....(I'm a bigger sucker for a good Chuck Palahniuk novel)
*I haven't watched television in 7 months. So no, I have not seen the last episode of House, or Glee, or Weeds. I don't want to talk to you about television. It bores me.
*I'm an artist. Enough said about that one.
*I don't tolerate people who are mean or who hate.
*I'm a minimlist. I hate owning things. My dream is to be able to fit everything I own into a backpack and to travel. I want to spend one year of my life living in cultures that inherently freak me out. I want to be uncomfortable. I want to be the minority. I don't want to understand the people around me. I want to eat food that makes me sick. I want to read a map and still get lost.
*I HAVE to be busy. Sitting at home is basically torture.
Okay, I could tell you much more, but I'm bored with this now. Who really cares anyway?
So now we are going to make a deal. I'm going to promise to post daily. (By daily, I mean weekly, and by weekly, I mean whenever I remember I have this blog). Your job is easy, read. Formulate an opinion. Disagree with me. Think.
So that's it. Now for the fun part. I leave you tonight with two videos that will change your life
Also, here's a song. That is all. Good day.
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