Upcoming title from the Star Wars Little Golden Book Collection…
Behold our beautiful Reylo! *Cries profusely* Are the Dark and Light joining forces? Heroes and Villains working together side by side? Why do they look like they are part of the same team looking at the reader as if about to tackle a common enemy rather than staring angrily at each other???
*Cries some more*
I can’t wait to read more about how their destinies are intertwined 💖💖💖😍😍😍
freedom of speech
but i still try to watch
my mouth so that
you’re not offended.
freedom is my soul
but we’ve given up nature
to be commercialized
if my soul is up for grabs
i guess my heart is next
if sex sells then my lips
must have a price tag
and if your breasts don’t
fit his fetish i guess
he’ll pay in order to be satisfied
with your body, oh the irony
and they say that nothing’s
wrong in a society where
jail and prison is just another
business that’ll grow as crime rates
don’t stop and as long as we keep buying
someone’s going to get locked up
and we’re not alone, yet
we’re powerless when
we work against each other
if racism is dead then
why was my mother called
a chink recently by a black kid
down the street? children
don’t grow up mean,
we learn subtle cues from our parents,
our role models. money isn’t evil,
but we can make it deadly.
play the beer ads with
the world’s most interesting man
drinking it, i’ll give up my livers.
design a new phone and a new watch,
my wallet, you can have it too
so i can keep up with my friends
and how much fun they’re having
while sharing it on facebook,
there’s nothing wrong with a little love,
but you’ve got to love yourself enough
to see problems in a system.
it’s not perfect, it’s not perfect,
but it must work, right?
and if debt is out of hand
while we have people living
on the streets, are we too screwed
to fix things? in one way or another,
we’ve already bombed ourselves
out of existence. it’s sad really.
supply my heart more chains
and i’ll demand for imprisonment.
less trees for birds to sing,
less forests for tigers to hunt,
less flowers for bees to pollinate,
we’re so far from this place.
we turned earth into a scary place,
and venting about society
won’t fix the pieces inside of me,
or you. i guess it starts with who
we’d want to be instead of who
society says that we should be
and everyone has their share
of problems, we can’t build a bridge
if we’re on fire. we can’t stop world hunger
if we’ve got children hungry within ourselves.
we have classes for world history,
but not a single fucking course
on how to love yourself. it’s assumed. you were taught these things
at home. like everyone has a perfect home.
you show up to school on time everyday,
you must be stable, you must be okay.
so we have school shootings because
he wasn’t loved enough, a world filled
with constant struggles, we know more
about the Kardashians than we know
who we want to be when we grow up. it’s sad really. what’s right or wrong
if it’s played in the songs? we’re still
growing, so i guess that’s worth noting.
and i pray that we never stop growing.
we must learn how to love the guy
who worships another god,
even if he’s black that doesn’t mean
that he’s after you, even if he’s white
it doesn’t mean that he’ll oppress you,
even if he’s asian it doesn’t mean
that you should assume he’s chinese,
even if he speaks spanish
it doesn’t mean that he’s a mexican.
it starts kinda small actually,
it starts with the children.
what are they watching nowadays?
what are they really doing on those ipads?
how much are we really teaching them
while we’re rushing to make coffee in a society that’s addicted to caffeine? i’m not better
than anyone, but i can see the problem
even if i wake up every morning
and do nothing about it. just because
we don’t talk about it, it doesn’t mean that it’s not there. oh it’s there. it’s not money.
it’s the people who regulates it.
it’s just business, right?
fuck it, we’ll just make more money out
of thin air. and then one day,
the money’s going to run out.
one day, people will stop using it.
one day, the richest people will become
poor too. one day, it’ll start all over.
and i pray, that one day.
if it does happen, we’ll be given
a second chance to not fuck things up.
if we’re lucky, we’ll learn how to love
even if it’s not worth loving.
maybe rape cases won’t be shrugged off.
maybe skin won’t matter as much
and gender won’t matter too.
maybe social constructs will be
less constraining once we notice it
enough times, confined by our
own self beliefs like as long as
it doesn’t hurt me, it doesn’t matter.
there is a certain kindness
that we lack as a whole,
have you seen roadkill lately?
numb to the sight.
once you’ve been told something
enough times, even lies
start to become the truth.
tell a child that he’s average
and won’t amount to much
and he’ll most likely grow up
feeling like he’s average and
won’t amount to much.
tell a child that he’s special
and unique and he might grow up
feeling special and unique everyday.
it really does start with you.
you can change the world
even if it means you’ll need
to change yourself first.
2. Kaneki as the little match girl and Tsukiyama as his saviour (x)
3. Chie in the novel saying Shuu sounds like an old man who devotes money to a hostess (x)
4. Shuu himself kinda sees himself as his sugar daddy otherwise he wouldn’t have assumed he’s the one who should pay after Kaneki asked him for a favour(x)
5. Okay I admit I’m reaching a bit here because it’s not about money, but Ishida suggested on twitter that Tsukiyama may have made Kaneki’s battle suit for him. So I guess he sponsored his clothes more than once :D.
Merry Christmas! I am so thankful for family, friends, food, and everything that life has to offer. It’s not about what you get on Christmas, it’s about who you’re with. I can not wait for the new year. Anyways, this is the little surprise I’ve been waiting to post. I am in love with my new MK phone wristlet/wallet. Super thankful. What did you guys get for Christmas?
Here’s a few photos that about sums up my last few days. Waking up late (picture 1), my new wallet (if course it’s purple!) picture 2, then there’s puppies puppies puppies (3, 4, 5) to end my work week!
Unfortunately for the pup in picture 4, this poor 12 ish week old pup broke it’s leg a couple weeks ago, went to emergency, and we had the follow up visit for a couple x-rays to make sure the poor thing was healing alright. Such a sweet thing, but thankfully the leg appears to be healing properly at this point, even with the growth it’s going through.
Today I have a couple items arriving from Amazon though, so that’s nice. I’ll show them off eventually for sure, especially the dress!
Other than that, I’ve had a rather lazy weekend. My Bible study friend is away for 6 weeks, so there’s another month or so of no Monday meetings, which means I get to sleep in if my body allows, which it usually doesn’t.
My Monday wasn’t completely lazy though, as I found out that bowling is getting a lot more difficult. My arm strength is getting worse due to HRT, so the bowling balls that I used to use are getting harder and harder to use. If I keep bowling, even on occasion, I may need to buy a custom bowling ball just to fit my needs. My problem is that I have bigger hands, so the only bowling balls with the holes that my fingers fit through are the ones that are too heavy for my arm. It just putts too much stress on my hand and in turn, fingers. By mid way through even one game my fingers are killing me, with my arm not too far after.
Tonight I go and see the new Transformers movie with my sister, so that’ll either be decent or terrible, as I don’t believe I’ll love it or hate it. Lets just say that the last one that got released I only saw once in the theater. We’ll head out early and grab a bite to eat though. It’s always nice to spend some time with my sister though.
I do hope you’ve all had a nice last few days, and may the rest of the work week pass by swiftly!
I met a POT yesterday for dinner. Honestly not sure if he’s legit…. he didn’t flinch when I said we could go shopping at YSL or Prada and said I have good taste. He’s even offering that + a spa day 🤔 I don’t know if he’s leading me on or what… dinner was $150 before tip… but salts have even paid that for me, and really it’s not very impressive tbh. idk honestly.. just very on the fence… I guess we’ll see…… I suppose I’ll give him a name for now… Nervous Daddy because he kept saying he was nervous around me 🤷♀️ Hopefully it all works out, but he can probably be a pump and dumper. Give me my new wallet and purse and we’ll see if you’re legit!!