Born in a Machine

This makes me giggle…..

I haven’t posted here in literally months and months. Yet, people are still thinking ghost-me is worth following. That’s fun. :p

Nah dog.

When vaginas start following your mostly-un-used tumblr instead of human beings, it’s time to blow the damn thing to kingdom come.

DEAR NORTH AMERICA:

Guess what? You have officially been disgraced. “Greatest Super Power in the World” (which I scoff at) is a pointless state of being if it is not used correctly.

My own people, Kuwait, are currently working with the Omani government to create a force to help these countries fighting for their lives and freedom. The beginning is Bahrain.

What the fuck are you doing apart from buying Lady GaGa’s “I Pray For Japan” bracelets?

Tomorrow, protest outside your local Bahrain and Libyan embassies.

Also, this is fucking insane. I keep trying to leave this shit, but I get in a rage, and I wander back, then my rage gets worsened by the stupid shit on here. This place has fuck-all to offer. PLEASE spend less hours on here and more hours in the real world.

Safety.

3 of the 4 reactors in Fukushima are on cold shutdown right now. The danger of nuclear outpouring has mostly sub-sided, assuming the 4th can follow suit, and we can remember that Libya is still happening, and should be an example for the rest of the world.

∞ flowers grow out of my grave: Part time jobs.

fatmurderer:

I work at Rite Aid and we have a photo department. A few nights ago I was closing, and later on in the night a chubby girl with a mullet and excessive lip gloss asked me if she could make a picture. See, we have these kiosks where someone can insert a memory card and make the pictures themselves….

(Source: ignorist)

“Here’s the policy that you can get pissed about, and now here’s the person you were pissed for. I see a lot of people get frustrated and huffy about stuff, and you can, but then you have to promise to actually do something about it. I have the privilege to be reminded that this is someone’s life, not the New York Times Most Emailed Article. And it is an honor to be reminded. It makes me work harder. Being an abortion provider has meant that I drive home from work knowing I did something, actually everything in my power, to support people who needed it. It’s a privilege and it’s fucking awesome.

— Abortion Provider, on her job. (2% of OB-GYN’s perform half of all abortions)