Phone Call (Part II)
Mum: Hello? Me: Helloooooo. Mum: What now? Me: I’m really sorry. I was rude to you and I shouldn’t have been, and I don’t like it when you’re upset with me. Mum: Okay. Me: Seriously? Mum: Yeah, what? Me: JUST “OKAY?” Mum: I was annoyed. What do you want me to do? Me: Acknowledge I said sorry. Mum: I said okay. Me: WHAT IS THIS? Mum: I’m busy. ...
I had a little argument with my mum the day before yesterday. I got really frustrated so I did the usual: “Yeah. Yeah, I know. Yeah, okay. Bye.” And hung up. Really abruptly. I had to ring her just now to find out some bank details and I know she’s still upset with me; she always asks me about how university is going and what I’ve been up to, and all I got were one word...
Slut” is how we vilify a woman for exercising her right to say “yes”....– (via thechocolatebrigade)
foodiewin: people pretend like freedom of speech is some holy thing in the u.s. it’s not because most of us aren’t allowed to have a voice in the first place. so really, whose freedom of speech are you talking about. Applicable to the UK too. The west in general, I suppose, though that completely ignores exceptions and complexities.
From a very young age we’re basically taught to think of racism and “anything...– feministdisney (via loveyourchaos)
Once, I was checking my e-mail in the study in a towel, because I’d just gotten out of the shower. The window is about two feet from the desk, and I heard a clang and slowly turned around, and there were these two metal things against the glass that I couldn’t distinguish. I sat there transfixed, and then saw a hand and realised it was a window cleaner’s ladder, and then I saw...