One thing cis straight people have seemed to misunderstand is the reason why lgbt people want their own communities.
They’re thinking “straight people don’t need their own spaces to talk about being straight all the time, why would you?”
They think it’s because we’d WANT to make being trans or being gay some cool exclusive club where all we talk about is being gay. But it’s the opposite of that.
When you’re the only one in a group of straight people, you are The Gay and automatically singled out, an Other. But when you’re get to an LGBT space, everyone else is lgbt too. You’re not singled out, you can just be yourself.
People need their own communities in order to get a little break from being a minority.
warnings: super fucking cute fluff, my heart hurts omg
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The school yard transformed just as the sun went down. It was still full of children as it was during the day, but there was a different whimsical feeling in the air. Maybe it was because all the students were at a school event in which they weren’t faced with the stresses of school itself. Regardless of what it was about it, the celebration had kicked off. All the students from kindergarten to year 6 were invited along with their friends and family to come down, have a burger, have some ice pops, and have a bit of a dance on the blacktop while the DJ blasted music across the premises. Some of the teachers were asked to help with grilling for a portion of the night and of course, Harry agreed. It was meant to be a fundraiser for the school, but also a way to get the kids excited to be back in school for the year.
Naturally, anything that had to do with getting kids excited to learn, Harry was all about. He lived for the moments when kids would look at him in shock when he told them one of his fact of the day, for when they read something on their worksheets that inspired them and the times they’d be reading a book and would come back the next day to tell him all about how cool it was. Being a teacher was Harry’s calling, much like being a father was.
Me most of the time:
Aang was never disappointed in his children. He didn't give a damn about their bending or their life choices so long as they were happy, healthy, and not hurting any one.
Aang would not be happy to know he had children whose first reaction when they saw a spirit was to punch it in the face and another who wouldn't allow an adorable, lovely little lemur sleep in the bed. Not pleased at all.
ex-cadet and barman Konstantin Ivanov of Saint Petersburg loved being a bad
guy. He would tell girls all kind of cool stories about him being a hardened
criminal and getting caught in a shootout with his enemies. On 5 June, 2016
Konstantin decided to make his dreams true and killed 31-year-old taxi driver by
slashing his throat with a knife. Then he took a selfie, making sure his hand
covered in blood were very visible on the picture, and send it to numerous girls.
The trial started in the end of May, 2017.