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The women in your life do not want another basket of candlelight vanilla moon sugar body lotions and...

The women in your life do not want another basket of candlelight vanilla moon sugar body lotions and soaps for the ninth year in a row. She wants you not to be such an epic disappointment for once in your gift giving career. She wants a personalized copy of REDHEAD AND THE SLAUGHTER KING, which you can order in time for the holidays tonight and tonight only! Don’t be a sucky present-giver! Send $17 via PayPal to meganfalley@gmail.com before the night is over!

mileswalser:Here’s a new video I made for my poem "Ode to the...

mileswalser:

Here’s a new video I made for my poem "Ode to the Syringe" complete with a glimpse into my weekly hormone ritual.

Content warning: I do inject myself in this video, so beware.

"My pussy tastes like skinny dippingin a glass of bourbon. It tastes like brass knucklesand blush...."

“

My pussy tastes like skinny dipping

in a glass of bourbon. It tastes like brass knuckles

and blush. It tastes like pop stars eating Poptarts.

Tastes like your mother’s does. Like a small

knife. It tastes like your favorite cock-

tail spiked with antifreeze. It tastes like you

can try it, you can love it, but it will

kill you.

It will kill you.

”

- Megan Falley’s “Lana Del Rey Helps Me Decide What My Pussy Tastes Like” (via ms-lana-banana)

LAST MINUTE HOLIDAY GIFT for your favorite...

LAST MINUTE HOLIDAY GIFT for your favorite writer/reader/feminist/person-who-needs-a-talking-to/mom/bffaeae. A personalized copy of Megan Falley’s new book Redhead and the Slaughter King, published by Write Bloody Publishing. Send $17 via PayPal or Venmo to meganfalley@gmail.com & you will get it before Christmas with the sweetest note inside that it will warm the winter in your knees.

BOOKS FOR THE HOLIDAYS!

If you want a personalized copy of REDHEAD AND THE SLAUGHTER KING and live in the states, send $17 to meganfalley@gmail.com via PayPal and you will have your copy by Christmas!

In the PayPal note include your address and who the book should be made out to.

Great holiday gift that supports a working artist rather than a major corporate suckhole. Hooray!

Note to Self a Year Ago or Upon Waking up in the ER Post-Overdose, You Will Need Some New Wishes

Note to Self a Year Ago or Upon Waking up in the ER Post-Overdose, You Will Need Some New Wishes:

                             There are years that ask questions
and years that answer.
                                                            —Zora Neale Hurston

It is possible to be addicted to wanting to die: this is your
diagnosis, more or less—not an alcoholic like half your family, not a
heroin addict or gambler like your uncles, but a death-wish addict.
Remember this: after you crushed and swallowed the bottle of Lamictal,
after the vomiting started, after you tried to stand and failed, you
screamed like a banshee against the numbness overtaking you. You
screamed for help, for life. There will always be a part of you that
wants to survive that is smarter than the part of you that doesn’t.
It’s okay to feel like a wreck today. To curse and bless the
world—your body—that has kept you. To argue with hospital staff
members who insist you stay in the psych ward. Say you can’t miss
work. Say you don’t have the money or time. Say you didn’t mean it,
that it was impulsive, a mistake. It’s okay to clutch the small
stuffed dog your best friend has brought harder than you’ve clutched
anything since childhood. Say your body feels like a thousand
hangovers. Say you can’t eat anything but the canned fruit and water.
Refuse to get out of bed for group therapy. Out of some weird magic of
the universe, you will have plenty of days to do the work you so
desperately need to do, to learn new answers to voice inside you that
says you are unworthy of life.

I have a story for you that you won’t believe: a year from now, the
sky will start to not wake up in time for your alarm clock and you
still won’t quite know if you want to be a professor or not and you
will be a little short for cash and you will break a kind man’s heart
and feel a little like a villain and you will live alone and there
will be a magnificent sweetness to the way you say yes to simple
things, a dinner date at Saigon Kitchen, pumpkin carving with friends
you haven’t even met yet, meetings with students about comma rules or
Virginia Woolf, a new neighbor who laughs with his whole body, a woman
you can’t stop kissing, eating nine kinds of pie. There
will be a morning drinking coffee on a lover’s porch where you’ll
think, This is happiness. There will be a night arguing kindly with
friends until 4 am about language politics over gin-and-tonics and
fried rice and you’ll think, This is happiness. And there will be
anxiety attacks before teaching. A man who follows you home from a bar
and frightens you out of your body for weeks. An ex-roommate who hurts
you in ways you didn’t know you could be hurt. There will be weeks
when you eat nothing but delivery, buy new underwear instead of doing
laundry, sleep in your day clothes, shower so many times a day that
your skin starts to peel. And there will be days (many) that you think
of killing yourself and don’t. What I am trying to say is that getting
over this suicide won’t be easy, but some days it might be beautiful.
What I am trying to say is that no matter how impossible recovery
seems, there’s a life that still wants you in it. What I’m trying to
say is stay here with me.

Love,

Stevie

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plumhead:Isn’t it amazing how Mike Brown was fat so that made him this superhuman “demon” who...

plumhead:

Isn’t it amazing how Mike Brown was fat so that made him this superhuman “demon” who couldn’t have been contained without lethal force but Eric Garner was fat and it made him so fragile that officers couldn’t be held responsible for his death?

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if you are more outraged over riots or “looting”, more outraged over the lincoln tunnel being shut down to protestors, more outraged that people protesting might interfere with your precious thanksgiving day parade or tree-lighting ceremony, more outraged that a football team demonstrated a call for justice on TV than you are outraged about unarmed black men being killed by police brutality EVERY 28 HOURS, then you are outraged by the wrong things and you need to reevaluate calling yourself a “good person.”

germyradin:cccnnnfff:rafi-dangelo:Lisa Bloom, (Gloria...

germyradin:

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rafi-dangelo:

Lisa Bloom, (Gloria Allred’s daughter) is an attorney, author, CNN legal analyst, and founder of general-practice law firm The Bloom Firm.  Let me just tell you it’s nice to see an actual lawyer reading McCulloch and his team for filth.  These words aren’t more valuable because she’s a white woman, but it’s certainly heartening to see white allies publicly denouncing that miscarriage of justice.

Y’all should follow her on twitter.

Really respect this series of tweets by Lisa Bloom. Got me asking a number of questions that I had not yet considered. 

WHY DIDN’T HE HIT THE GAS