stoner witch


infp feminist stoner artist writer woman

things you will find here: maps, elephants, otters, nudes, pretty patterns, spirals, art, words, human anatomy, nature, trees, stars, space, the ocean, poetry, taylor swift defense/appreciation, feminism, porn, drugs, books, joss whedon's precious creations, the word cunt, occasionally my face

I was sad and upset and feeling REALLY shit about myself and my ability to do things upon losing my super well paying super casual houred job yesterday. I thought this was prove I am shit at everything, even when I think I’m doing well, and that everyone is just gonna be so disappointed cause they thought finally I was being a functioning person and I didn’t want to tell anyone

but then, I discovered that not only did my employer not tell me for two weeks and let me think I was still employed, and let me continue to do at home work for her while I could have been using that time to job hunt, not only all that

but she was actively searching and interviewing for my replacement while I was at home visiting my mother who seriously almost died following a failed liver transplant

I was absent from work because my mum nearly died, and she was already planning on firing me because I was absent from work

I don’t need a boss like that, no matter how well paid it is

breelifts:

socialjusticekoolaid:

Protesters from across St Louis turned up and turned out for the first St Louis County Council Meeting since Mike Brown’s Death. (Part I)

The St Louis County Council wasn’t as bad as Ferguson’s Council, but still very few answers and virtually no accountability from the folks who unleashed unholy hell on the residents of Ferguson, following Brown’s murder. #staywoke #farfromover

KEEP POSTING I NEED TO KNOW! DONT STOP POSTING ABOUT THIS. IT IS NOT OVER!

(via muchechopsmusings)

I will never stop being disappointed that they didn’t get David Tennant to carry the Olympic torch at the opening ceremony, like in that Doctor Who episode where they did London 2012 before it actually happened.
Such a massive opportunity missed. I am forever disappoint.

I attuned myself to the sounds around me, sounds wrapped up in such a strong nostalgia for a place I was certain I had never been, sounds that pre-dated one’s existence and would long outlive it. The way the water of the stream trickled and danced, as gentle as shuffling silk, there were birds I’d never identify, but their song was tied to this spot, and linked to my memory of dappled sunlight and the soft breeze that rustled the leaves, and interspersed amongst it all was the occasional snap of a twig, a shifting of leaves as the creatures under the layers of green carpet would move, most likely running from me.

another book excerpt i’m so good to you today

i like these words