#tw:rage

[firespirited]

i’m also going to be using the words “national security” copiously from now on when talking about the plague because the restrictions on personal freedom we accepted for plane travel and public protest (anyone else remember the carefully caged protest zones?) were wild, not to mention the ongoing data harvesting/domestic surveillance fustercluck. If you can give up traveling with liquids, have your suitcase contents examined and be patted down by some scary rent a cop who you have to be super nice to or they can make your trip horrible, have your phone and emails tapped and put in storage, get on a watch list for using arabic or donating to pakistani or indonesian earthquake relief... you can go to online services, concerts and mask up. If they had all that money to turn iraq and afganistan from beautiful countries to bombed out dustbowls, they can pay for you to stay at home, incentivise online grocery shopping. If the secret service under GWB can interrogate a teenager over her angry emo blog when she was mad her soldier brother died, they can send out hazmat suited men in black to have a formal chat with antivaxxers about national security concerns. They can censor fake news the way they censored the soldier coffins and make your vaccine into a patriotic act. We turned countries upside down over the imagined contagion of Bin Laden’s ideas, we can do the bare minimum for a virus.

[danton-brothers]

“That’s enough! You can stop now!” [Anna to Luther telepathically since their in wolf form, I can imagine.]

@ycung-magick

rrrraaaAAAAHHHHH! *He roars aloud ripping into a stag savagely and angrily. He’s destroyed it nearly beyond recognition, growling and howling in rage and anguish. How could this have happened? How did he even live through that entire thing back then? How did that monster of a human being slip out of justice? How he wanted so badly to find him now and rip him apart. To do so much worse to that man than he ever did to any of the captives of Facility A.* why Why WHY?! *he screams, Warwolf all but offline for the moment. He never felt something so strong from Luther and it instilled something that tightly gripped the AI into shutting down. Fear...*

*It wasn’t until Anna yelled at him through telepathy that he came to his senses. Something about him was different. He was a wolf. But he was not. He was crouched as if he were human, but he was not. In his seething anger he’d only half-shifted, and in his rage covered himself nearly head to clawed toe in deer blood. He was panting hard, very hard, and he couldn’t keep from now that he’d realized the situation and fell into full wolf quickly. Stumbling back and sitting down woozy from the high, Luther swallowed hard.* Anna...?

[uilos718]

So, a wall got punched. Decisions were made. It's not like we're living here for long, what have I got to lose. The pain is ebbing out of my hand now, I'm pretty sure it's not broken. Small Favours. I should feel bad for being angry and lashing out, but I just feel tired. There is no happiness here, no victory. I could be a doctor or a best selling novelist and this would still be a house of passive aggressive misery.

[msbeckybaker-blog]

Youth || Self Para

She slowly rose from her place in the bed, she shivered as her feet hit the cold floor, she walked over to the only other room in the dorm, her bathroom. Upon entering her bathroom, she looked at herself in the mirror. She was paler than usual and her eyes were bulging out of her head. She slowly brought her hand to her right cheekbone, if she rammed her head into a brick wall, she could break every bone in her face. Maybe that would make her thoughts go away. She thought about telling her priest and stopping this before it became too relevant. Or just burying herself into her schoolwork, no chance to socialize and this little problem will go away. Or maybe- 

Becky was interrupted by her own actions. She picked up the closest thing she could reach- which happened to be a larger plastic container and threw it on the ground. Anger, rage and confusion blew over her as she, in her extremely rare aggressive state, started to kick and trample on the container. After a couple seconds, substance started to leak out, yet Becky kept kicking it. Blinded by self hate or rage, you pick, she jumped on the container, all its insides spilt on her floor. Becky kept jumping on it, she might have been screaming or crying, she herself couldn't tell at this point. She kept jumping until whatever it was was flat and her feet were on fire from the probable chemical cleaning supply. Becky let out one last sigh before coming down her her adrenaline rush. She then walked over to her bed, hoping no one heard her shit-fit, she shut the light and buried her head in her hands. For now, the act was enough to block out her ungodly thoughts.

[vitaminp1]

ugh i just wanna dwell on my misdirected rage towards an individual who i have begun to hate who hasn't even done anything that bad but is still a fucking douche who i want to throw into a sun

[were-all-gay-for-yorgy]

LOUD YELLNG

IF YOU'RE HOMOSEXUAL DON'T BE MEAN TO THE OPPOSITE SEX YOU FUCKING DUMB DISGRACES TO SOCIETY GODAMMIT ≧Д≦

[tagy9urshit]

what is the most infuriating thing you can think of??

“Well, I d9n’t generally try t9 think 9f scenari9s and the like that infuriate me - that s9rt 9f 6ehavi9r is em9ti9nally draining and takes away valua6le time that c9uld 6e spent p9ndering the 6roken systems which c9mprise 9ur s9ciety. Naturally, h9wever, I feel an immense am9unt 9f rage t9wards th9se wh9 refuse t9 tag their triggers; I am als9 n9t at all pleased with any9ne wh9 denies their privilege and seeks t9 reinf9rce current (and terri6ly faulty) s9cial n9rms. 

9ther than that, I seek t9 remain calm s9 that I may act as a r9le m9del f9r all 9f my discip- friends. My dear, dear friends.

(Speaking 9f friends, I supp9se P9rrim’s insistence 9n em6arrassing me at the m9st in9pp9rtune m9ments d9esn’t exactly please me. I am quite capa6le 9f c9m6ing my 9wn hair sh9uld such I deem such a ritual necessary. Meenah didn’t let that 9ne g9 f9r weeks.)”

[a-disgruntled-dragon]

Okay I obviously need a TW that says "FEMINIST ARGUMENTS" and "WHINY BITCHES" and somehow block that stuff from rolling up on my tumblr. oTL

Not that there isn't a problem, and I'm ignoring it. Nono, I agree, the objectfication of woman is bullshit because uh, we're people too asshole. But its when the whining starts, and the bitching, and the doing absolutely NOTHING that I get frustrated with my sex. (Then again, I have a lot of issues with being fucking PC all the time too.)

If you don't like how someone is treating you, do something about it. You're -STILL- waiting for your knight in shining armor to come rescue you. BUT! He can't be an asshole, force sex on you, force you into the kitchen, even be really a manly man at all because he could possibly be one of those pigs who objectifies women. You can't have both, girls. 

Also, have none of you realized that we, female, objectified males too? We idolize them like Greek Gods and make them our beasts of burdens following us around the mall. You can't not want to be objectified, but then objectify the objectifiers. That's called being a hypocrite and a bitch.

-End Rant