please tell me that everyone else also scrolled down, saw the caption on the second photo, and scrolled back up to double-check
@the-goddess-of-annoying I did and there are indeed 4 cats
*air horn sound*
*second air horn sound*
Gale: This isn't deodorant
To expand on the crumbling of the patriarchal edifice of the family.
If society agrees that children can know themselves, and have a right to self determination…. Everything else that Conservatives argue they have a right to exert over children crumbles. As just two examples….
ALL corporal punishment rightfully becomes recognised for the assault it is.
Failure to appropriately consider the wishes of children in medical care and provide information in an age appropriate way is recognised as child abuse and malpractice.
Children are entire people, they deserve all of the rights, privileges and protections afforded to adults.
i love one (1) disaster wizard
It’s a good metaphor tho, because the situation is never going to get better if you don’t eventually pull the door. And afterwards, no matter what the damage was, you’ll have a working cabinet, whatever plates you could salvage, and a place to start putting new plates.
artbymoga
Reblogging for that comment ^
Hats off for negative jokes turned to wholesome posts
lilpunkinp
So this was me for a long time. Afraid to open the door, certain that all that I was would crash and break. That I could never be repaired.
But I opened the door.
And what fell out and crashed to the ground was not me. They weren’t my dishes.
They were other people’s dishes.
Put inside we without my permission, when I was too young to know that I could not hold them all.
I opened the door, and I’m still here.
It turns out, I’m not that fragile.
Oh damn it got better
ask-kirby-sans
THANK YOU TWO FOR MAKING OUR LIVES A LITTLE BETTER
[Image ID: A screenshot of a twitter post originally from user @IHLaking. It was retweeted by user @VoiceOfOBrien. The original post reads,
“therapist: you need to open up more
me: i can’t
therapist: why not
me: let me visualize it for you”
Attached is an image of a cabinet filled with bowls that have tipped over in a way that makes them sure to fall out and shatter if the cabinet is opened. The text added when the post was retweeted reads, “Widogast.” /.End ID]
Its also a good reminder that therapy can feel like it made everything worse for a while, you know while you clean up all the broken shards.
The worst feeling is when someone makes you feel special, then suddenly leaves you hanging and you have to act like you don't care at all.
Leaving me was okay. People leave me all the time, I'm used to it. What hurts like hell is when you made me feel so damn special yesterday, and then make me feel so unwanted today.
Do not touch me.
Do not fucking touch me.
You lost that right.
Every pride, you must reblog this. No exceptions
I love that four different people on my feed scheduled this joyous person to reblog by 8am on June 1. I look forward to seeing this a dozen more times today.
This transition is straight out of a horror movie
Homophobes: *try to destroy rainbow statue*
Gays: “fine then we’ll make it an actual damn rainbow”
Reblog to put indestructible rainbows everywhere and kill a homophobe
Oh, the turntables, I remember having a sexist homophobe for a roommate who literally said he wanted to go there to burn the rainbow while I was so deep, deep in the closet repressing.
And now I’m reposting this post.
I refuse to believe this did not happen in canon
Aang consistently forgetting he’s the most powerful human alive will never not be funny to me
This is for all you ladies out there.
the struggle is real
im-just-a-lucky-boy
I have a trans man story about this.
Since I’m pre-t I still have my period but since I’m socially out as trans I use men’s bathrooms. One time at the college the family bathroom was taken and so I went into the men’s room to do my business. I tried opening the little pad as quietly as I could manage, but the rustling and ripping sound still happened. I froze in silence because I didn’t know if the other guy in the men’s room heard it or not.
Then after a little bit of silence I hear…
“Who has a bag of chips?”
And in a panic I just whisper back to him “I’m not sharing.”
Then I hear a huff before he finished his business and left.
Lets hear it for Malicious Compliance
*filming literal mold* “There is a bit of a damp problem…” The signs saying “DON’T BUY THIS” are a beautiful touch.
m a lil worried the music will get the post taken down sooooooo :D s got no noise but EY just wanted to show ya’ll a snippet of what im working on
