i made a polyvore on the aesthetic that i think best represents me 

i still don’t think i’m gonna be back yet, i’m really not supposed to be here and i still kinda feel like a train that can’t stop 

but polyvore posts automatically for me now, so i guess there’s that

aesthetic by daniellecloverflick featuring mitten gloves
aesthetic by daniellecloverflick featuring mitten gloves
deebree:

DIDN’T GO TO FANIME BUT I STILL DREW RIDICULOUS BETA KIDS FOR FUTURE STICKERS MAYBE PROBABLY NOT ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

deebree:

DIDN’T GO TO FANIME BUT I STILL DREW RIDICULOUS BETA KIDS FOR FUTURE STICKERS MAYBE PROBABLY NOT ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

stablevertigo:

What I mean when I say “I can’t do that”- Anxiety Version:

  • I am unable to do that
  • I am too stressed out to do that
  • I cannot face the humiliation of attempting to do that
  • My body will physically not allow me to do that
  • I am on the verge of a panic attack
  • I cannot do that

What people hear:

  • I am unwilling to do that
  • I am just shy
  • I am overreacting
  • I am lazy
  • I need to get more experience in social situation to help my anxiety
  • I need a push
  • I don’t want to do that

Inspired by X

sunshinychick:

ok so i think i finally found a category where tumblr is better than pinterest and that’s food

on pinterest if you search recipes they’re like “try a skinny mom pop! put 3 strawberries on a stick and add a little drizzle of white chocolate! way tasty and way healthier than most dessert options out there!”

tumblr food tag is like “put 15 snickers bars in a bigger fucking snickers bar you beautiful disaster”

aerialsquid:

okaysional:

itsdftbalex:

sammy-spock-dalek:

peace-flowers-freedom-happiness:

retrogasm:

100 Years of Style in 100 Seconds

this is actually the most amazing thing i watched it twice

Oh snap, this is brilliant!

I’ve watched this video so many times I love it a lot.

Oh hot reservoir, this is my marmalade

Sorta loving the bit in the forties where the guy wanders off for a few seconds.

rustypolished:

swoz:

michonnes:

femininitythefword:

Actor and feminist, Terry Crews, sheds light on the whole “man up” ideology that young boys are taught in early stages of life. Boys should not play with certain toys that aren’t Tonka Trucks or G.I. Joe’s. Boys should never cry because that is what girls do. Boys should not… blah, blah, blah. 

When boys are taught to “man up,” society compares weakness with femininity, and sometimes just being a female is considered weakness, How many times have you heard “Don’t be a pussy” come out the mouths of teenage boys and grown men? Society associates having a “pussy” with weakness. Women are emotional and fragile creatures in a male dominant society and in order for this dominance to remain, men must act like a “man.” A “man” within societal standards is strong, emotionless, intelligent, and aggressive (not necessarily violent, but aggressive in terms of determination and work ethic). To be a “man” society forces men and young boys to suppress what makes them human: emotions, feelings, compassion.

As Terry Crews points out in this interview with Larry King, within the African American community, men are pressured to act a certain way by society. There is a stigma that surrounds African American men, the media portrays them as aggressive, violent, and generally what society expects from a “man.” Men are told to “not be so sensitive” and “don’t be such a girl” when it comes to issues that involve their emotions and feelings. If someone is offended they have every damn right to be upset, sensitivity is not solely for women, sensitivity and feeling are what make you human. Being “feminine,” “sensitive,” or a “girl” does not make you weak. It makes you human.

Terry is a national treasure.

King of America.

I love this. 

I hear the whole “man up” thing get spun by MRAs and misogynists as a reason to cry “BUT MEN HAVE SOCIAL PRESSURES TOO, FEMINISM ISN’T IMPORTANT, WHAT ABOUT MEN?” which is so far from the point it’s absolutely baffling. 

The systemic and social construction of masculinity as being strong and powerful is a feminist issue. The connection between “manning up” and “not being a pussy” is something created by the patriarchy. It’s something enforced by the patriarchy.

So yes, men are held to troubling and crushing societal standards. Absolutely. That is a fact. 

And it’s a feminist issue. 

Listen to Terry. 

Fairy Pools, Isle of Skye- Western Scotland

(Source: juniorcatastrophe)

nightskeptic:

sidewalksympathy:

I basically trust anything that comes from Cleveland clinic. Especially after spending lengthy periods of time there. It is actually where I heard about my favorite salad. Kale, spinach, wild rice, cucumber, pomegranate (mandarin oranges are good too) chicken, slivered almonds and half a lemon squeezed over the top.

There is a local store called Chop’d that does this. Amazing salad wraps.

(Source: symphonyofawesomeness)

This is the rape joke:
My best friend was four years old the first time his father came into his room at midnight and tore out his throat. He still has days when I cannot hold him because the memory of a bleeding trachea haunts his doorway. He has not been home for the holidays in many years, but – even now – hands are seen as weapons.

This is the rape joke:
I have been told by more than twenty people that they have been raped. To all of them, I asked where the rapist was. From none of them, I heard ‘jail.’

This is the rape joke:
Once my brother told me that I was so ugly, I would be a virgin forever. Unless someone raped me. But even they wouldn’t come back for seconds.

This is the rape joke:
I believed him.

This is the rape joke:
I now look at every woman on the street and wonder if the space between her legs is a crime scene, surrounded by ripped caution tape. The statistics tell me that this is so common that I will never be in a room that does not contain a survivor. Not even if I am in that room alone.

This is the rape joke:
I was thirteen years old, and he was supposed to be just a friend.

This is the rape joke:
When his older brother came home, the boy pulled away. He wiped the tears from my face and said ‘we should do this again some time.’

This is the rape joke:
When I finally told my parents, they asked what I had been wearing.

This is the rape joke:
I had been wearing my innocence. My trust. I had worn the love I held for humanity and expected to be treated well. I had never been taught that I would be that girl, the one who keeps a mine of secrets between her legs – that girl was the slut. I wasn’t supposed to be breakable.
What had I been wearing? I wore the rape joke, then I became it.

This is the Rape Joke | d.a.s

After Lora Mathis’s poem “the Rape Joke

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