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Kailey, 19, Montreal. I read a lot, never write as often as I should, and my interests have recently drifted from cats and teacups to feminist rage. I'm a student, a passionate mostly-vegan, and a little bit lost.

"Who gives a fuck about an Oxford comma?"


Suddenly, there is a great rumbling.

Over hill, over dale, through forest, through fog, they come. Some walk. Some fly. Some crawl. Some simply move deep within the bowels of the earth. They are massive in number, terrifying in their fury. They blot out the sun from the grass below. They nearly shake the earth from orbit with their rage.

They are the English majors. 

They give a fuck about an Oxford comma.

(via theimpossiblepainting)

parfait is the french word for perfect which i think is beautiful because who doesn’t love fruit and yogurt



"A Sticky Situation" (1960) by Carl Barks

I like how advertising is literally still exactly as sexist as they’re joking about in this comic from 54 years ago.

(via femininefreak)

i just want to know what i’m going to do with my life

so i can plan every second up until the day i die

maximum efficiency and all that

maybe i should be a professional plan-maker




If women want equal rights, then we can’t keep saying “Guys can’t hit girls” because it’s not fair unless you also say “Girls can’t hit guys.” Unless you say this, you are not really looking for equal rights, you’re looking to be superior.

We’re trying to break down…

And nobody is saying that women should be able to hit men and men shouldn’t be able to hit women— the aim here is for nobody to fucking hit anybody. I’m sorry but I am so sick of these ridiculous anti-feminists with their pointless arguments

(Source: thatweirdnobody)