little ways to cope with stress ♡

➳ make silly faces in the mirror

➳ take a bubble bath

➳ pet a friendly puppy/kitten

➳ dance to your favorite song

➳ eat a rainbow of fruits (& veggies)

➳ take a long nap

➳ read some story books

➳ build a blankie fort then fill it with stuffies & fairy lights

➳ visit a toy store (or several)

➳ watch your favorite movies back to back
➳ give yourself a makeover
➳ color color color

➳ listen to lullabies or soft music

➳ do some yoga
➳ make snow angels

➳ pack a picnic
➳ cook some macaroni & cheese

➳ go on a long walk or scavenger hunt

➳ paint a picture frame or flower pot

➳ go to an animal/exotic bird sanctuary

➳ cuddle up with a bottle/binkie

➳ cry cry cry

➳ put together a puzzle

➳ eat a lollipop (or several)

➳ make a mobile with ribbon & paper
➳ bang together pots & pans

➳ build a block castle
➳ play dress up
➳ build a snowman

➳ go to an art/science museum

➳ bake cupcakes or cookies

➳ visit a candy shop (buy some sweets)

➳ make homemade hot cocoa

➳ brush your teeth & hair
➳ play cute online games

➳ buy a new toy or coloring book

➳ set goals then celebrate them

➳ watch funny youtube videos

➳ make a collage of cute photos for your wall
➳ set up a bird or chipmunk feeder
➳ stay in your jammies all day
➳ have a tea party with your stuffies
➳ make a new “imaginary” friend
➳ marathon your favorite cartoons

Ever mess with the wrong guy?

Friend told me about a guy he knew named “Ben” and how he met out some crazy revenge:

Ben was driving himself down Johnson Rd. Now Johnson Road was one of those uncommon roads in suburbia that was kind of narrow. As he was driving, there were these three teenagers, 16, 17 and 19, walking shoulder to shoulder along the road with their backs to him. Not trying to hit them, Ben moved to the far left side to avoid them and give them enough safe space.

Turns out it was a ruse by those three kids to get cars to pass along them just like that. When he passed by them, they took out baseball bats they were hiding and started smashing his car as he passed. Took out his side mirror and minor damage.

Ben wasn’t too happy so he pulled over and got out of his car to address this, not too smart since it’s already 3 to 1 but you’ll understand in a minute. The three kids see him and realize their advantage and start charging at him, bats raised.

Now here’s where it gets good.

Ben pulls out a gun and tells them all to freeze. Turns out, Ben’s a retired Marine with a concealed weapons permit. The three kids freak out and stop dead in their tracks, arms raised. Ben directs them to get on their knees, lay facedown, and keep their arms and legs spread-out. Now this was back in 2000 when cell phones weren’t as common, but Ben happened to have one. He called the cops on the kids right then and there. He said, “My name is Ben, I’m on Johnson Road and three teenagers just attacked my car and threated to attack me. I am carrying a gun with a permit and have them on the ground and subdued, I need an officer to come by here as I am pressing charges and I want them arrested. When the officer arrives, I am the one with the gun and I will follow his instructions.”

The kids start begging for him to let them go, cursing each other, and probably giving sob stories but Ben’s not listening. The cop arrives, orders Ben to put down his gun, which he does, and then it gets better!

Turns out the cop is a retired Marine too! He hears Ben’s statement, sees the evidence, and then they have this exchange:

Cop: “So they came right at you?” Ben: “Yes.” Cop: “And you didn’t shoot them?” Ben: “No, they listened to my commands so I didn’t see the need.” Cop: “That what they’re teaching now?”

The cop then looks at the three kids and says, “You’re lucky you got him and not me, I’d have shot all three of you, coming at me with bats. If this guy would have shot all three of you dead, told me what happened, I’d send him on his way.” So the three kids get arrested and the cop tells the two youngest that they’re probably going to screw up their lives if they keep this up. He tells the 19 year old that he’s over 18 and an adult so it’s too late for him, he’s going to jail for this.

Then it gets better.

They all end up in court and, as it turns out, the judge’s son is currently in the Marines. He tells the other two that they’re going to be tried as adults too and eventually all three go to jail for the maximum sentence our state allows for this crime!

goddamit. we lost one of our own in the oakland fire…peter wadsworth worked on many early-dresden-dolls-era shoots with michael pope and was in and around the cloud club, our own downtown boston version of the ghost ship, where we have lived and worked for 15 years. fist on chest for him and for all the fallen artists … it’s a tragedy beyond words.

meanwhile … petitions and movements are blazing as fast as the horrific flames to keep art spaces SAFE from indiscriminate closure in the bay area. safety is important, but so is space to be free, to find and appreciate underground art, to play our music, to make our things. so many of the shows and spaces that made the dresden dolls GO when we were little back in 2000-2005 were “illegal” lofts and warehouse spaces. without them, we’d be nothing. the fancy mainstream clubs weren’t inviting us.

we played (as i still love to do…and it’s why oh see me happier in basement speakeasies than in big theaters) FOR EACH OTHER WITH EACH OTHER CELEBRATING EACH OTHER … punk cabaret style … instruments on the floor, audience on the floor … all of us equals, all of us worshipping in the church of art, music, and beautiful comradeship. not me and you, us. that’s what these spaces are about and they are quickly disappearing all across america as fast as the records stores and the indie coffee shops.

if you’re in a city that had a beloved independent art space, THIS IS THE TIME TO SHOW THEM SOME LOVE…and the easiest way, and even better than cutting them a charitable check is to GET OFF YOUR ASS AND GO THERE! go see some art, go see some out avant band, go support some indie burlesque.

we need you.

we always have and we always will.

we are you, we are us.

i love you.

list of all fire victims, including peter:

Ace exclusionaries parrot terf rhetoric and make spaces unsafe for many people, not just aces and aros. Asexual and aromantic people are not “cishet” because they do not have the privileges cisgender heteroromantic heterosexuals have.

We do not support anyone who excludes aces and aros from the LGBTQ community and we ask exclusionaries not to follow as this blog is a safe space. Any harassment will get you blocked.

-Mod B

Okay, fam. This is getting old. I'm about to start unfollowing.

I have to tell people I follow every single day that they’re reblogging from an anti-source, or a source that just isn’t comfortable with age regressors.

Wtf? Check your sources. It’s not that hard. Takes literally two seconds.

If you have a popular blog with lots of little followers, and you reblog from an anti source, YOU ARE PUTTING THEIR SAFE SPACES AT RISK. Because if they see you reblogged it, they’ll reblog it too. Which means they may get hate or harassment.

There’s a certain amount of responsibility that comes with having a popular blog, but even if you aren’t popular, you’re putting any followers you do have at risk.

Don’t be lazy. Check your sources.

honestly i love safe space discourse because its so removed from reality. i’ve been at this university for about 5 years and all we got is like, a sticker on the window of the student resource center that says “hey… its ok 2 b gay. this is a Safe Space”

anonymous asked:

woahhhhhhhh!! edgyy!! so scwary wouldnt want a knife from hades the king of the underworld with her five chins swinging and the smell of body odour. also all your friends are fuckin shit and are just as fat ugly and worthless as you, especially burenaiaide and queernickvalentine

IM LAUGJING SO HARD GKAJFJJSJFJJDJGMFHJSHFEJWJF IT WAS A DAMN JOKE LMFAO you sound really triggered rn bro do u need to go to ur safe space


general psa about posts on the dash: this is a safe space for all, yes, but pls be aware of how you word things before potentially word vomiting at the dash. write out everything you need to, but then read it over. does your post guilt your rp partners? does it insult any of them without your meaning to?  

bad example post: no one ever gives me any attention, idk what i’m doing wrong.

why is this bad? chances are, 9 times out of 10, you are interacting with people! giving such a generalized statement makes the partners you DO have feel like shit, bc they’re probably replying as fast to you as their busy lives allow.

good example post: my interactions are limited atm, so i’d LOVE more! hit me up if you wanna plot something, or send me memes!

why is this good? it takes away the negative connotation, and potential blame on your partners and people on the dash! plus it’s proactive. it shows you’re working towards fixing your problem, and not just whining at the dash.

i understand that this is your blog, and you can say what you want, but i think people are unintentionally hurting their friends in the process of this and it’s making people less likely to want to respond to you if they think they’re being harassed into it. plus, you could be killing the muse of the people that actually do owe you by guilting them, and i don’t think we want that either!

just thought i’d say something bc i dealt with getting guilt on the dash at least once in the last week or so, and i wanted to remind people that the way you put out your message really does matter.

Hello, I am a Strawman

This post has been bothering me. Partially just because of social allergy, but mostly because I’m someone who would say the top text, but the bottom text is so strawmann-y. So I’m here to explain my views on the issue, so people can argue with an actual position instead of a strawman.

A few things to get out the way: I think hurting people is bad (but sometimes unavoidable), the internet is real life, safe spaces are a good idea generally but can be dangerous when misused, and competing access needs is a thing.

Here’s a few of the reasons I’m uncomfortable with the idea of fandom, as a whole, being a safe space.

Keep reading

This blog is a safe space for anyone who is:

Non binary
Gender questioning
Gender queer
Gender neutral
(The list goes on)

Reblog if your blog is a safe space too! 😁


BriarHaven is an online safe space in blogging format, designed towards discussion and feedback between users. The site allows image, video, and audio uploads as well as text posts, quotes, chat logs and polls. 

Showing your support for someone’s content is easy; you can share a post to your own feed, or just hit the like button. There’s no concern over sharing posts you shouldn’t - the original poster can set the post to be unshareable or only able to be shared by friends, if they want to, as well as choose whether to only show the post to followers or friends to begin with.

Accounts can be linked to each other and quickly accessed from the sidebar, each with their own set of options, posts and notification logs, perfect for roleplayers or systems. The messaging system also keeps a full, permanent log of any messages exchanged with any other user, which means you on’t lose track of another conversation again. Even better for roleplayers, BriarHaven has a fully fledged forum designed with roleplay interaction in mind. 

Interested? Read more and donate here!

Reblog If Your Blog is A Safe and Welcoming Place For People of All Races, Genders, Ethnicities, Religions, and Sexual Orientations
"Safe spaces" for "people of color" sounds a little too much like "separate spaces" for "colored people" for my tastes.

But what the fuck do I know about any of that? I’m half white. It’s not like people of two different races came together to create me or anything.
Stop mocking “safe spaces”: What the Mizzou & Yale backlash is really about
People who mock "p.c. culture" are ignoring the racial recklessness—and lack of safety—suffered by people of color
By Brittney Cooper

“The suggestion that Black college students who ask not to be confronted with Blackface on Halloween or not to be called “nigger” as they walk through campus are somehow seeking to undercut the power and importance of the Bill of Rights evinces a poor understanding of American History. If the defense of freedom means always defending the right of white people to engage in racial recklessness at the expense of racial minorities, then perhaps we should consider whether freedom is the thing for which we are really fighting.”

Read the full essay here <- VERY USEFUL FOR DISCUSSING THE ISSUE!