False rape accusations are an anomaly.
True rape accusations are a norm.
You’re, quite literally, more likely to be killed by a comet than falsely accused of rape.
Re-blog now, read later.
"Because 1 in 33 men will be raped in his lifetime, men are 82,000x more likely to be raped than falsely accused of rape. It seems many of us would do well to pay more attention to how rape culture affects us all than be paranoid about false accusers.”
*hears intro to Sugar We’re Going Down* … *runs into room* AM I MORE THAN YOU BARGAINED FOR YET *kicks wall* I’VE BEEN DYING TO TELL YOU ANYTHING *punches chair* YOU WANNA HEAR *throws table* COS THAT’S JUST WHO I AM THIS WEEK
Rosie Wilby, “You’re More Polyamorous Than You Think” (via sodisarmingdarling)
The Royal Tenenbaums (2001) dir. by Wes Anderson (via violentwavesofemotion)
Highlighted passage, Buddenbrooks by Thomas Mann, page 289.
I’ve been hungover for ten thousand years why do I like gently poisoning myself
I’m having a raw gems moment. Oh me oh my.
I’m doing a report on Iraq and let me tell you, finding a photo that isn’t of a war is damn near impossible.
Zadie Smith, On Beauty (via aminaabramovic)
"A drunken, fucked up man (or me) in a room full of people at a party, man has a gun and is stumbling around falling down threatening to shoot. The man has wild glossy stare.." - Kurt Cobain’s ideas for a Milk It/Scentless Apprentice music video.
"I made about 5 million dollars last year . I moved away to Los Angeles for a year and came back to Seattle to find that three of my best friends have become full blown heroin addicts. I’ve learned to hate Riot Grrrl. A movement in which I was a witness to its very initial inception because I fucked the girl who put out the first Grrrl style fanzine and she is exploiting the fact that she fucked me.
That’s okay because I chose to let corporate white men exploit me a few years ago and I love it. It feels good. I’m not gonna donate a single dollar to the fucking needy Indie fascist regime. They can starve. Let them eat vinyl. Every crumb for himself. I’ll be able to sell my untalented, very ungenerous ass for years based on my cult status.” - Kurt Cobain.
In San Diego we were playing with Nirvana and the Chili Peppers. I had climbed an I- beam that you could kind of wrap your hand around. So I got to the top, and I thought, Well, how do I get down? I either just give it up and look like an idiot, or I go for it. So I decided to try it, and it was really ridiculously high, like 100 feet, something mortal. I was thinking that my mother was there, and I didn’t want her to see me die. So somehow I finally got back onstage, finished the song, and went to the side and threw up. I knew that was really stupid, beyond ridiculous. But to be honest, we were playing before Nirvana. You had to do something. Our first record was good, but their first record was better. - EDDIE VEDDER (Everybody Loves Our Town)