the longer I’ve gone without eating meat the more I think this and at first I thought I was a bit of a judgmental bastard but oh man. don’t preach animal rights when you’re happy to ram the poor things down your gullet.
Exactly. I understand when people find it difficult or whatever, it is difficult to begin with, but eating what you profess to love is even more difficult to understand from an outsider perspective. If people want to eat meat, they can, obviously, but saying they love animals and then eating them anyway is so fucked up.
I’ve already seen 2 posts which were indirect replies to what I said, and people are completely entitled to their opinions, just like I am to mine. I’m not being rude about anyone’s personality or attacking anyone, I’m just sharing an opinion about a certain choice some people make.
I don’t understand people who claim to be animal lovers but then eat animals. Like, literally support the killing of animals for food, but apparently that’s loving them? It’s all about personal choice and I do get that, do what you want. But that’s not love. That’s not compassion. That’s convenience.
I still haven’t met anyone I trust enough to cut/dye my hair. Tonight I chopped away at it again. I’ve been doing it all myself for about 10 years and it’s really beginning to show… the front looks okay but the back is a complete shambles 💇👌
I was already heartbroken this morning about the independence results but what has happened in Glasgow tonight has completely broken the rest of me.
As a yes voter, this has absolutely nothing to do with no voters. I don’t think it’s fair to blame them either. It’s extremists and racists and bigots, using the union as a way to focus their hatred and misled views and make it ‘acceptable’ to have these opinions and act upon them.
When young girls are surrounded by grown men and have flags ripped out of their hands, and kids are out in danger, Nazi salutes are being thrown about and whole sections of town are closed off because of fighting, I am ashamed and dismayed. I’m distraught.
This isn’t the city I love, this isn’t my home, this isn’t how I want other people to see us and this is not us.
Please be safe if you’re in Glasgow tonight. I was meant to be going on a night out and patched it, it’s just not worth the risk. Look after each other.
I’m so excited/nervous about tomorrow. It’s the day we decide the fate of our country. We vote on whether we want to be independent or remain part of the union. We have a once in a generation opportunity to radically change our lives.
I hope with all of my heart and head that we become an independent Scotland because the love and belief I have in my country is phenomenal. I’m not a nationalist by any means but I believe in the people of Scotland and I believe that we could create a socially just place to live and flourish in. We can become a fantastic nation and lessen the wealth gap, creating a better welfare system and easier to access public services. I want to break away from the Tories and Westminster. I don’t want to be part of a ‘grand’ empire, or be a dominant military force, I just want an independent Scotland.
I genuinely have all the hope in the world that we can be an independent country. I want my kids to be born and live in an independent Scotland. I don’t want to have to explain that we had the chance to leave the union but we didn’t take it. I want to celebrate our independence for years to come.
No matter what the vote is tomorrow, we all have to live with the decision and go forward together so be kind and look after yourself. Get involved and don’t forget to vote whatever way you choose to be heard!
true children of the Thatcher era will get the irony of there being an advert for free milk on this page
Haha didn’t even clock that.
Also, is that Nick Clegg making a written pledge of some sort? Ahaha
ahahaaaahahahahahahahahhaha fuckin HAHAHAHAAHAHA
can we get every student in England to roll it up and force feed it to him please?
I hate being reminded of how disposable I am.
Tattoo by Sophie Lee
We’re at a wedding and it’s all 80s songs playing so Steven hit out with “if this was me lip-syncing for my life, I’d rip my wig off here and burst into I Wanna Dance With Somebody” and mimed throwing a wig about.
And that’s why he’s my boyfriend.
My Morticia hair is back in full force (it’s even straightened…) and I’m wearing my Pugsley shirt and I always and forever have a Wednesday attitude towards everything. I just want to be an Addams.