pixie rants

So true.. it honestly infuriates me when someone uses this as an insult…. no-one should even bother trying when I’ve got my steal cap boots on: 3
So yeah… you should definitely fight like a girl =_=

I’ve completely forgotten how to draw Penelope but dammit I’m gonna try anyway
@everchangingfangirl thank you for inspiring me to revive my love for these weird games, I missed it so much

Pixie Hair Update:

My mom is refusing to speak to me. She’s ignored me for a solid hour now.
My dad likes it a lot and keeps playing with it( he says hello to Tumblr). When I was crying he said I was so brave to cut it and that I was the prettiest lady ever.
ON A BRIGHTER NOTE everyone else who has seen it loves it. Thank you for all the compliments they really help right now(: This was the best decision I’ve ever made, hair wise.

On that note, lemme rant about Brallie, and how much of an unhealthy relationship it really, truly is.

This almost put me off the show goddammit.

Like, in the first season (and throughout a great deal of the second season) Brandon’s an asshole. He knows most of Callie’s background. He knows about Ian. And more importantly, he also know the rules of the Foster system and that relationships between Foster siblings are more or less…forbidden. For good reason too.

And he just doesn’t give a shit. He’s only thinking about himself rather than Callie, who he claims to “love.” If he really cared about Callie, he would have stayed in his lane during that very first conversation in the very first season. But no. He still went after Callie, to the point where Stef and Lena had to file a restraining order over it.

Guess what? He still goes after her anyway.

Callie’s not entirely innocent, either, but I find her to be less at fault for this mostly because of her backstory. She’s experienced abuse in the Foster system for years, and I imagine the second she gets to experience love - any kind of love - she’s going to go after it. Not to mention, she told Brandon no at least…twice?? before giving in, so…yeah.

Brandon gets better over season two and what I’ve seen of three, though. He matures and I actually grew to genuinely like his character. I thought Brallie was ready to die.

But nope.

I mean, many people say they don’t ship Brallie because it’s incest. I hate the ship with a burning passion, but I don’t see it as quite incest. But I do see it as selfish, destructive, abusive relationship with the potential to divide the entire rest of Stef and Lena’s family. It’s already done that once, in fact, when Callie had to stay at GU (and I love the episodes with GU - Rita’s fucking awesome - but really). If Brandon and Callie’s relationship didn’t involve such nonsense - and it was better written - I may support it. But it doesn’t.

“But you signed up for Brallie when you started watching the Fosters!11 That’s what it’s about!”

I’m pretty sure I signed up for a show about an interracial lesbian couple with a mixed family, but yah knoooooooo.

“But it’s love - just like Jonner and Stef and Lena!”

Now, in all seriousness, as much as I like to joke about it, I actually don’t hate heterosexuality. I do hate how the shippers of an abusive heterosexual relationship compare that ship to non-abusive gay ships, though.

“But they BANGED!”

While I’m sure that Callie and Brandon love each other, any romantic/sexual relationship they have is…selfish and abusive. Callie needs a family. Brandon needs to stop thinking with his dick. It’s a relationship that also makes Callie miserable and effects everyone around them.

And fuck ABC Family/Freeform/The writer’s for romanticizing this bullshit.


TBH I’m really sick and tired of hearing shit from people.
“your hair isn’t feminine enough.” - a guy in my family
“you’ve gained a lot of weight in the past two months.” - a woman in my family
“you can’t sing.” - a girl in my school
“you wear too much make up.” - a girl in my school. Honestly shut the fuck up. I don’t care if you think I’m fat it’s my body. I don’t give a shit what you think about my hair it’s my hair. Stop telling me my sexuality isn’t real. Stop telling me what I am and what I’m not and stop fucking telling me what to do with my body and my life because its MINE. I don’t live to please you.

This asshole just criticized me for not seeing art in a person’s death.

He asked people to be honest and tell him what kind of story he saw in someone’s atomic shadow. I told him that I didn’t see one; I was just sad that someone had died. 

And then he started to lecture me about art and how it’s “not all just like Starry Night” and how I’m being closed-minded for not being able to come up with some oh-so-poetic work of fiction to REPLACE a REAL PERSON’S LIFE.

Other people can make up those stories if they want. Maybe it makes them feel better. Who cares?

But telling me I don’t understand art when I refuse to do that is bullshit.