OMFG, why do spiders exist? More importantly, why are they always in my goddamn bathroom? I don’t even *believe* in Satan, but they obviously sprung forth from his scrotum. I can’t deal with the adrenaline going in right now.
It was just me and two of those little bastards… ON THE FUCKING CEILING. Oh, yeah. They fight dirty- but I’m a fear-driven bitch. Those fuckers are dead and down my bathtub (that I’m never using again) drain. I’m also still recovering from crying a little bit…
- JAG lawyer, speaking to my husband’s plant during Sexual Assault Prevention Month. (via circusbones)
if you ever call me annoying, even if it’s just jokingly, the chances of me ever speaking to you again are slim to none because I’ll be so afraid that every little word or sound that comes out of my mouth will aggravate you and make you cringe and hate my existence
You know, the one that gives housewives/full-time mothers a pension— wages for housework?
It’s ONLY A HUGE VICTORY FOR FEMINISM, SOCIALISM, AND WOMEN OF COLOR. Not a big deal or anything. Tumblr is mysteriously silent about this.