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My evening class was cancelled; so so relieved, I’m exhausted and so I’m drinking Kim’s Smirnoff stash and contemplating cooking dinner.
Got an array of new black clothes to wear to work so people become (more) scared of me, obviously.
Lost my phone a couple of weeks ago, so I’m rewinding back to teenage selfies on my grainy-ass webcam.
I’m extremely close to being single again which is disappointing and expected
On the plus side it’s ‘vegetarian festival season’ in Thailand right now so vegan food is sooooooooo easy to get ahold of everywhere and meat is much less prevalent in the office as my colleagues are eating food-based diet for a while!
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Sorry for the radio silence it’s a pain in the ass working full-time, trying to set up a wordpress and looking for alternative jobs.

My evening class was cancelled; so so relieved, I’m exhausted and so I’m drinking Kim’s Smirnoff stash and contemplating cooking dinner.

Got an array of new black clothes to wear to work so people become (more) scared of me, obviously.

Lost my phone a couple of weeks ago, so I’m rewinding back to teenage selfies on my grainy-ass webcam.

I’m extremely close to being single again which is disappointing and expected

On the plus side it’s ‘vegetarian festival season’ in Thailand right now so vegan food is sooooooooo easy to get ahold of everywhere and meat is much less prevalent in the office as my colleagues are eating food-based diet for a while!

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Sorry for the radio silence it’s a pain in the ass working full-time, trying to set up a wordpress and looking for alternative jobs.

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"Sexual harassment in the workplace isn’t really a thing if it’s a customer, not a colleague"

“Sexual harassment in the workplace isn’t really a thing if it’s a customer, not a colleague”

I’m going to keep this short (and decidedly not sweet), as the images speak for themselves. And I’ve been dithering and worrying about whether to even make this post at all, and have landed on yes. I should. Yes, it’s important and necessary to document an experience like this in order to protect myself. And yes, it’s important to highlight a mentality of entitlement that far too many have if…

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September 29th 21 hours ago
It’s time to start viewing yourself as a canvas, not an advertisement.
by I said this when I was super high and I think about it a lot.
At a restaurant
me: I'm allergic to dairy
me: and eggs
me: also meat. Super allergic.
me: and honey
September 29th 22 hours ago
Sex is not the climax of a relationship, pardon the pun, but those moments at 2am when you wake up to her lips on your lips, her sleep-heavy body lying across yours, knowing the world is asleep whilst you move together, calling to a god that neither of you believe in… those moments are what I live for.
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I don’t like being asked by meat-eaters at dinner if I mind if they eat this piece of chicken/pig/cow in front of me. Yes, I mind. It puts me in the position of having to a) lie to you, to appease you and others at the table b) assume this fake politically correct, good-humoured thing to appease you and others at the table, or c) tell you that, "Yes, I do mind. That chicken/pig/cow is a murdered animal who died unnecessarily and I find it sad and offensive", which makes me the bad guy and ruins everyone’s good time. So, just don’t ask, or better yet, don’t eat animals at that meal.
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Jo-Anne McArthur (courtesy of Gary Smith, The Thinking Vegan)

I also think it’s funny when people ask that or say “Oh I’m really sorry that I’m eating this in front of you.” Why? You already made the commitment to do it.

And I’m fine. I’m standing here, whole and unharmed. If you want your apology to mean anything, go apologize to the animals you are eating, the animals you are funding to be tortured and murdered and impregnanted and stolen from their mothers and ground up alive.

I am not the one being harmed. They are.

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I hate going out to eat sometimes with non vegans :/

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Sep 25th

robregal:

This is the proper reaction.

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love-is-liberation:

losing friends because of veganism?
more like taking out the trash later losers

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September 25th 5 days ago
You know what else it costs to write about and talk about consent? I’m going to be super real with y’all. It has cost me the vast majority of my relationships with men. Not all at once, but eventually, over time, one by one. It was one sexist joke too many, it was one boundary-crossing-creep-defender over the line. It was the constant microaggressions or the combination of being privileged and defensive about it and unable or unwilling to do any better. Most grew weary of arguing about feminist issues, or about the fact that I wouldn’t let them just win those arguments, even though they usually had no idea what they were talking about. They couldn’t deal with the fact that I won’t allow anyone to say disparaging shit to and about me and mine. Or they won’t or can’t do better after I explain how to do better many many times and finally I have to peace out on them for my own safety. I have at present a tiny handful of guy friends. One I get into arguments with nearly every time we talk. I fear that relationship may go the way of most of my past relationships with subtly sexist men—away, that is to say. Which is really too fucking bad. Because the truth is, I don’t hate men—I hate male privilege. I really like men, shit, I love them actually, some of them. I miss having men friends, but not enough to let the mild misogyny slide. I have got to take care of me and mine. That’s where we clash, because I refuse to just smooth things over, to just let things go. They’re accustomed to deference and I’ve taught myself to drop that habit as best I can.
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