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ribbu:

there’s a special place in hell reserved just for me

it’s called the throne

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darkeneds:

get to know me meme: [1/5] favorite movies → Coraline (2009)

How can you walk away from something and still come back to it?

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flurrycolton:

Looking like Clark Kent yesterday…

….holy…..

flurrycolton:

Looking like Clark Kent yesterday…

….holy…..

(via stayfuckinclassy)

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kalidraws:

Quick assignment for the NY Times Letters to the Editor, out in today’s paper. The topic is about the recent Supreme Court decision to strike down abortion clinic buffer zones on the grounds of “free speech” (you can read the original article reporting the decision here, and the Letters section here). Previously, protesters had to stay 35ft away from the entrances to abortion clinics (a distance at which they were still able to exercise their ‘right’ to scream and harass) but now they will be allowed to do it directly in the faces of women seeking medical treatment.

Thanks to my AD Nathan Huang. This was an assignment I felt pretty strongly about. If the Letters section wasn’t neutral ground, you can bet I would have drawn the protestors differently in this piece.

kalidraws:

Quick assignment for the NY Times Letters to the Editor, out in today’s paper. The topic is about the recent Supreme Court decision to strike down abortion clinic buffer zones on the grounds of “free speech” (you can read the original article reporting the decision here, and the Letters section here). Previously, protesters had to stay 35ft away from the entrances to abortion clinics (a distance at which they were still able to exercise their ‘right’ to scream and harass) but now they will be allowed to do it directly in the faces of women seeking medical treatment.

Thanks to my AD Nathan Huang. This was an assignment I felt pretty strongly about. If the Letters section wasn’t neutral ground, you can bet I would have drawn the protestors differently in this piece.

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iguanamouth:

together at last

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thatthinginyourshoe:

lil-bit-ghei:

lil-bit-ghei:

"What were you wearing?"
I wore a red dress to work today. It has a zipper at either side of my chest that can unzip and reveal a thin strip of skin. A coworker, without warning, tried pulling at the zipper and when it wouldn’t zip, instead revealed a good portion of my collarbone and shoulder as well as my bra strap. An hour later, the same coworker came up and told me to not wear clothes with zippers because he’ll go right ahead and unzip them. I shot back that unzipping me without my permission is sexual harassment. Apparently a manager heard and berated my coworker. At the end of my shift, my coworker told me that my little comment got him in trouble and that he no longer feels comfortable saying anything to me other than “hello” and “goodbye.”
I am supposed to feel guilty for pointing out that he can’t lay his fucking hands on me.

So I wore the infamous dress at work yesterday and ANOTHER MALE COWORKER DECIDED TO PULL AT ONE OF MY FUCKING ZIPPERS.We were surrounded by other (also male) coworkers (that did nothing) and I swatted his hand away while promptly informing him that he didn’t have permission to touch me.
He then asked, since he knows I cosplay, if it would be any different if I wore a revealing costume. I gave him a dirty look and told him that no matter what *I* decide to wear, no one is allowed “to lay a finger on me unless they want my foot up their ass.”
Being that I’m quite professional at work, they were all surprised by my language and the ferocity with which I spat my promise.

you fucking go girl

thatthinginyourshoe:

lil-bit-ghei:

lil-bit-ghei:

"What were you wearing?"

I wore a red dress to work today. It has a zipper at either side of my chest that can unzip and reveal a thin strip of skin. A coworker, without warning, tried pulling at the zipper and when it wouldn’t zip, instead revealed a good portion of my collarbone and shoulder as well as my bra strap. An hour later, the same coworker came up and told me to not wear clothes with zippers because he’ll go right ahead and unzip them. I shot back that unzipping me without my permission is sexual harassment. Apparently a manager heard and berated my coworker. At the end of my shift, my coworker told me that my little comment got him in trouble and that he no longer feels comfortable saying anything to me other than “hello” and “goodbye.”

I am supposed to feel guilty for pointing out that he can’t lay his fucking hands on me.

So I wore the infamous dress at work yesterday and ANOTHER MALE COWORKER DECIDED TO PULL AT ONE OF MY FUCKING ZIPPERS.
We were surrounded by other (also male) coworkers (that did nothing) and I swatted his hand away while promptly informing him that he didn’t have permission to touch me.

He then asked, since he knows I cosplay, if it would be any different if I wore a revealing costume. I gave him a dirty look and told him that no matter what *I* decide to wear, no one is allowed “to lay a finger on me unless they want my foot up their ass.”

Being that I’m quite professional at work, they were all surprised by my language and the ferocity with which I spat my promise.

you fucking go girl

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