i dont really like country but i do love those country songs where the women murder their abusers

Goodbye Earl by the Dixie Chicks fuck yea

isn’t that like the only one bc if there is more i need to hear them

i haven’t listened to country since i was a kid but this one’s for the girls by martina mcbride is iconic and i get it stuck in my head sometimes

Gunpowder and Lead by Miranda Lambert. She shoots her abuser with a shotgun 💕

“Blown Away” by Carrie Underwood is about a woman letting her abusive, alcoholic dad die in a tornado.

Carrie Underwood is the queen of this genre: Some other great ones:

And no murder in these ones, but still contain women being amazing:

“Independence Day” by Martina McBride: the mom burns down the house to escape her abusive husband.

And Miranda Lambert has a lot of “fuck you/this” sounding songs about revenge and cheating: - “Kerosene”: it’s heavily implied by the lyrics and video that she’s burning down her ex’s house for cheating. - “Mama’s Broken Heart”: is more about her mom trying to shame her for falling apart after a break-up, and the video is a wild bird-flipping romp around the house making herself up to look “crazy” and “hysterical” to spite her.

Adding to this: “Something bad” A duet by Miranda Lambert and Carrie Underwood where two girls run off to have a night on the town- presumably after the one ran away from her own wedding and took her entire life’s savings with her.

Back to the original murder theme, I highly recommend “Looking Back Now” (originally titled “Whiskey and a Gun”) by Maggie Rose. Woman shoots her cheating boyfriend/husband, goes to jail, ends up shooting the prison guard who rapes her. (Okay, so she dies by lethal injection at the end, but still, awesome song.)

Maggie McCall by Sandi Thom… O.o

Adele covered “If It Hadn’t Been For Love” which was about killing a girlfriend and switched the pronouns to be about killing a male ex. *eg*

I’m usually against pronoun switching in covers, but this is my exception, I think.

“Country Song” by Seanan McGuire fits in here too–if you add in the part where it’s a retelling of the movie Slither.

Slightly off to one side of the main theme, but: Dar Williams’s “Flinty Kind of Woman” is about the women of a small New England town who band together to hunt down (and, it is implied, kill) a child molester.

So I made this a Spotify playlist.

This is the danger with loving both the character and the actor. My heart is breaking doubly today.

I’m grieving for Cory, who made me smile and always reminded me to never give up on myself and on finding a path to my passions and happiness. And who was goofy but serious in a way that always feels so familiar and hopeful and promising. And I’m grieving for Finn, who made me smile and who was scared of the future and whether he’d be good enough, who was terrified he’d never find a path he could follow that he’d want to follow in a way that let me see myself on my tv, trying, always trying. And just the day before yesterday, after I completed a hard step that is a foundation for more hard steps on the road to improving my path, I thought to myself, “Maybe this will be your season, as well as Finn’s season. Maybe you’ll be in a place where you and Finn can both find what you want to do and how to be happy. Maybe you’ll be able to do this together.”

I made this post a year ago tomorrow. I woke up that morning in the guest room of my grandparents’ house, checked tumblr on my phone, and I sobbed. I snuck out the front door in my pjs to sneak around the back of the house to sit on my grandma’s butterfly bench and sob and wail on the phone to my mom—mourning and terrified that I’d never find what I was looking for—that I’d never be qualified to do anything.

Anyway, my point is: today was hard, tomorrow is going to be hard too. But you know what? Tomorrow is day one of my raise taking effect at my full time job, which I’ve had for over three months now and which I’ll continue having through at least December. And I’m thinking about school again.

And all of this still terrifies me. And I can’t do it with Finn the way I imagined, but he’s still with me. And so is Cory. And I don’t have much more of a clue than I did a year ago as to what I want to do long term. But I’m happy. And I’m still looking. And it’s still hard. And we’re going to do this.

Together.

Another year.

A good year. I have a different job in the same organization. I got another raise. And I’m less than a month away from my last day because I’m going back to school in the fall. Im going to finish my BA. There are good days and bad days, but things are happening. I’m making things happen. I’m still trying.

I’m still trying.

I’m trying to sort out housing–that’s a hard thing. I looked at apartment on Finn Street yesterday. The apartment is not a good fit apartment-wise. And I’m relieved but also not. Because I think living on Finn Street might still be too sad for me. But then again, I’d get to finish undergrad with Finn. But where I live can’t just be sentimental. So I think I’ll plan on remembering there is a Finn Street in this town. And I’ll walk it when I need to.

Anyway. Finn and Cory are still with me. No matter where I live.

I love you, buddy.

Another year.

My old job pretty heavily recruited me to come back to an even better position within the organization and let me set my own start date so I could make this road trip dream of mine happen.

I graduated.

I thought about Finn a lot that day. I thought about Cory and Finn a lot this year. I spent a lot of this past year thinking, "We're doing this." Not, "I'm doing this." And some of that's because my parents made it very clear that me graduating was family goal number one this year and they were willing to help however and whenever and always to make that happen. And some of that's because my friends are incredibly supportive. But some of it is also because I keep carrying Finn with me as I figure out, little by little, what I want in my life. As I try to make it all happen.

Thank you Cory, for giving us your Finn.

Love you both.

Inny Road Trip 2016

Is underway. Has been underway. I’m behind on the internets side of things. Anyway all this to say (I am not in London, I WISH): who wants the link to my road trip blog? It is *gasp* a Wordpress not a tumblr (because of reasons that I can go into if anyone’s interested). I may post some stuff here, but there are and will be way more over there. POINT: Tell me if you want the link!

Koalafornia Noming 

tacky kitsch is the real backbone of united states culture. roadside attractions, weird diners, buildings shaped like objects, restaurants with like a shark or a car sticking out of the roof, lawn flamingos – this is the true heritage of the west