I keep teetering between 111 & 112 followers, lol. Someone can’t decide if they like me. :P
Fudge recipe on a headstone
I feel like I should make this just to be able to say a dead person taught me how to make it. Maybe I’ll do it for Halloween.
I desperately hope that she spent her entire life telling people that they could have her fudge recipe “over my dead body.”
That last comment is absolutely worth reblogging.
I hate when people comfort the privileged. Like, no. I want you to be fucking uncomfortable. I want you to take notice of the people being killed, raped, beaten, alienated because of their identity. I want you to think about how the system favours you and what that means for others. I want you to reevaluate your actions to make sure youre actively working against the systemic oppression of others. If you’re comfortable, then youre in the wrong.