so sorry if they look bad

anonymous asked:

Cynthia, don’t even start with me. We all know that the cookies you “baked” for the PTA bake sale were actually store bought, and guess what? They tasted like trash. You’re always late to Yoga class on Tuesdays at 3:00-4:00 PM and you look like a flailing turtle when you go in Standing Tree position. You dress like a teen girl who just discovered Claire’s and your son is bad at soccer, so don’t even go there, Cynthia.

I Ashame To Admit Your Truths

Oh Malorie I Am So Sorry

I just wanna say to all autistic people whose relatives barely treat them like human beings: I am so fucking sorry for what they’re doing to you. You deserve to be treated with respect. You deserve to be loved. You don’t deserve all the abuse, dehumanising jokes, all the bad treatment you receive.

I swear to god, every time I talk to other autistic people who are abused by their parents, I just feel absolutely sick to my stomach because autistic people don’t deserve this crap. Autistics whose parents take out their bedroom doors. Who don’t allow them to own anything. Who don’t let them look for work. Who don’t let them grow to become as independent as they want and are able to be. Parents who think they can still do that even if their children have become adults.

I wish there were more I could do, other than to say, please, don’t believe them for just one second that what they’re doing is normal. It’s hard to notice abuse when you live through it all your life. It’s hard to feel like you can ever transition into adulthood when your parents don’t even allow you, but I sincerely hope that one day you’ll break free and you can live your own life. Just please understand, what they do is NOT normal.

you: u suck cynthia
me, an intellectual: Cynthia, don’t even start with me. We all know that the cookies you “baked” for the PTA bake sale were actually store bought, and guess what? They tasted like trash. You’re always late to Yoga class on Tuesdays at 3:00-4:00 PM and you look like a flailing turtle when you go in Standing Tree position. You dress like a teen girl who just discovered Claire’s and your son is bad at soccer, so don’t even go there, Cynthia.

This is a fuck-customers story, and sorry this is kinda long. There’s a tl;dr at the end.

I worked at a public library for a couple months. It was off-campus from my college, and I didn’t have a car, so I walked maybe a mile to the library (it wasn’t that bad actually, and I got plenty of exercise because of it. Plus, there’s a really good coffee shop on the way there). Anyway, I worked in the children’s section, and I mostly just reshelved books and gave book recommendations to kids, as well as kept the library looking as clean as possible. The cutest thing ever was that this one girl was looking about fictional stories about mysteries, and when I showed her the whole bookcase of Nancy Drew stories, she gave me a huge hug.

We had a bunch of kids come in with their parents for research projects too, and there was this one time when this lady came in with her son to “help” him with his project. She was one of those parents that you can tell yells at their kid for every little thing, and she basically told her kid “Go over there and start looking for your books. Don’t come back to this table until you’ve found at least 3 books.” I’m sitting behind the computer, helping my coworker find a story to read to her Children’s Story Time group in an hour, and the lady comes up and just stares at me. Doesn’t say a word, just gives me this glare with her arms crossed in front of her. I finally look up from the computer and see the lady, and start apologizing for not seeing her earlier. I then say, “May I help you with finding a book?”

This lady huffed at me and went “My son is doing a project on cats, and we need a book on them.”

Now, here’s the thing. There are at least 200 books on cats in this children’s section. It’s a popular topic, I’ve reshelved all of them at least once. When you ask for a librarian (or a worker) to help you find a specific topic, you need to be a little more clearer than just “cats”. So I immediately ask “Well, is there a specific cat you’re looking for? If you need a book on cat types, we can find a book with descriptions of cats foe your son.”

This woman rolls her eyes like I was stupid and goes “He needs a book on chihuahuas.”

Now, I know cats. I know dogs. I know different breeds of both. My aunt OWNS a chihuahua. So I’m a bit confused at this. And I just say “Ma'am… I believe a chihuahua is a dog, not a cat. Are you maybe a bit confused on the breed of cat?”

This lady got upset with me! She kept insisting that a chihuahua is a cat and I obviously don’t know what I’m talking about. I simply go “Ma'am, my aunt owns a chihuahua. A chihuahua is a small dog. Is there another type of cat that your son might want to read about?”

The lady gets upset and responds with “He WANTED to do a research project on chihuahuas and other cats, but I guess we’ll just figure it out on our OWN,” and stormed away. I was super confused, and later I learned that she complained to my boss that I was super rude to her and obviously wasn’t fit to work in a library, especially because I was apparently an idiot. My boss knows me really well though (we’re both in a LGBT+ community group) and told me not to worry, I wasn’t going to get in trouble. I felt bad for the son though, because he looked like he was really sad because all of this happened on a Saturday, and while he was stuck inside working on a project, his friends were probably playing video games or something without him.

Tl;dr: A lady and her son came in on a Saturday to work on her son’s research project, and the lady was INSISTING that a chihuahua was a cat. She then reported me to my boss for being rude and not knowing what I was doing, but my boss told me not to worry, since I wasn’t going to get in trouble.

“D’you remember that night, love?” Serena leaned over from her spot on the sofa and held the photo in front of Bernie, who was sat on the rug, leaning her back against the sofa. She looked up from the box she’d been digging through and chuckled.

“Blimey, who did we trust the camera to?”

Serena smiled and looked up at the assorted photos of their children and grandchildren on the mantelpiece. “Cam. I’m sure it was Cam. Pretty sure he’d had a few drinks, too, by the looks of it.”

“Of course.”

Serena swatted Bernie’s shoulder. “He never drank as much as you used to think he did, Bernie.”

“No, no, of course I remember. That night.” Bernie turned and looked up at Serena through her fringe. There was white in amongst the blonde now, but it was the same shy look that Serena had fallen in love with all those years ago. “That was the first Christmas we went to Albies as a couple. Ric bought champagne. God knows where I got that coat, though.”

“I bought you that coat!” Serena took another gentle swipe at Bernie’s shoulder. Bernie grinned widely.

“Morven spent the whole evening walking around with mistletoe on the end of a selfie stick, forcing everyone to kiss,” Serena said, her voice thickening with nostalgia.

“You didn’t take much forcing,” Bernie huffed, getting up on to her knees and turning to face Serena. She took a moment to gaze at every inch of her wife’s face: every line, every mark. “You never have.” She leaned in to press their lips together.

“Mmm,” Serena hummed in to the kiss. “Do you blame me?”

anonymous submitted:

I tried to at least draw u a Victor for ur birthday… But I’m bad at drawing… and this was just a quick sketch ^_^;

I LOVE HIM THANK YOU SO SO MUCH………… ;v;v;v;

poesdamneron  asked:

Someone sent me this ages ago but I still think about it Every Single Day: Simon and Raphael being aggressive cuddlers and trying to out-cuddle each other for so long they basically waste their whole day in bed

 i’m such a sucker for fluff!saphael 


  • ok so it’s like 3pm when raphael wakes up and he notices that simon is still asleep so he just looks at him because how can this beautiful boy be real? how can someone be so beautiful????
  • he starts touching simon’s hair and he tries to not wake the other up but suddenly simon makes a strange noise??? and complains about something but raphael doesn’t understand
  • “i’m sorry i didn’t mean to wake you up” raphael says and he keps touching simon’s hair because his hair is so soft “i just wanted to say hi before i leave for work” 
  • simon turns around and looks at the clock on the phone “raph… it’s 3pm! also we’re supposed to sleep because you know the whole sun and sleep during the day and party all night thing i mean you should now it more than me” God… he just woke up and he’s already babbling… how the fuck can he do it i’ve no idea, raph thinks. “i know but i’ve a lot of work to do” he just says
  • “mhhh no” simon says and he wraps his arm around raph’s waist “no what?” raph asks and he’s also smiling because simon’s holding him so tight and he’s so cute
  • “i can’t let you go to work” simons says and he hugs him more and puts his head on raph’s chest “i’m afraid you have to, cariño” raph says touching simon’s back!
  • “you’ll not convince me to let you go by calling me with cute names, raph. it’s counterproductive. no, you can’t go to work. that’s it, we’re going to stay in bed for the entire day” he closes his eyes and his head is still on raph’s chest and he’s literally wrapped around raphael and he can’t move!
  • “i thought you had to see clary” “yeah but i’ll call her later and tell her that i’ll not leave my bed and that i kidnapped my boyfriend because he wanted to go to work instead of cuddling me” simons says pretending he’s offended and he’s just so cute and his voice is so soft and raphael could stay like this forever
  • “ok you know what? let’s do it! we’re going to stay like this for the entire day that eventually you’ll beg me to leave this room” raph says wrapping his arm around simon’s back
  • “impossible! this is not going to happen, i could never do it. i’m sure about it!” 
  • “we’ll see it!” raph winks “also you don’t have to tell clary about the kidnapping…. im 100% sure it’s not kidnapping if you wanna be taken by a sexy cute man with an embarassing han solo shirt”
  • simon is shocked ????????? like what ????????????? is this really happening???? what’s going on????? he immediately gets up, shocked “RAPHAEL! first of all: han solo didn’t die for you to tell that this shirt is embarassing, thank you! and second… was that… a joke??? raphael santiago, leader of the new york clan, have you just… made a joke? omg i can’t believe this i’ve to call magnus!” simon says and he’s already taking his phone when raph stops him by wrapping him and he takes his phone away “no raph, let me go! i’ve to tell him!”
  • “Dios, i can’t believe i’m in love with you”

anonymous asked:

Hi! I'm going on a trip soon and I've never flown before. These might be stupid questions, but is it okay to fly in a binder? and would it be bad to go through security with it on? sorry again if these are dumb. thanks!

About Security:

I’ve gotten a patdown before for wearing a binder, the TSA told me that’s the reason why, but I am a Muslim and look foreign so I can’t be sure. I’ve seen here on transgender equality that you can get a patdown for wearing a binder or packer. I think it’s because they may think you are going in a disguise.

About Flying: 

Some people say it’s fine, other say it’s not. I say it’s not. You have to think about how uncomfortable you will be as well as how long you will be in the plane. It is very uncomfortable, you will definitely feel the pressure on your ribs and you will be very sweaty (even sweatier than normal if you are flying economy). So just don’t do it, it’s really not worth the discomfort. 

Don’t worry, no question is dumb. 

-Suleyman 

Omg this is the first time I got tumblr hate, does this mean I’ve made it??? @art-is-art-is-art I love your blog, and I hope you don’t listen to this person. It’s a logical reason to stop the pain but there is so much more life worth living. I’ve been where I wanted to die so bad, but I chose not too and even though things look dreary and hopeless, it does pass. It passes and does come back but it is SO worth getting past the dark bits. Sorry guys not bird related but mental health is SO important and hits very close to home so I needed to say something. HERE’S a cute gif pic to make you smile

Originally posted by becausebirds

lazyscouts  asked:

hello! ah i, made the color palette post you reblogged a couple hours back? im super sorry if the discourse there started up a bad air around here; i never expected it to blow up like that? it was kind of a throwaway vent post that took off! &yikes! i get that its frustrating looking at the notes, & it's hard to enjoy browsing the main tag without constant show bashing nowadays! so! here's hoping that the color argument and tag flooding ease up soon; some of us are still just here to have fun!

Oh dear, no no it’s not your fault, it wasn’t about you, I swear!!

You just said that the colors haven’t changed, and people blew up… they always that, it happened on a few pal’s blogs too, some people just want to be rude in other people’s post, thats not your fault.

I know it can be harsh, but I am really sorry you have to deal with people bashing your posts like that… It’s a pain honestly, that people pop up and be negative even if you tell them you don’t want them there…

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Various translations from Sato Takeru’s book profile 2007~2010 “So far, so good!”

Up right picture: The strange glasses who suits suprisingly well to a two years old.
Those glasses with eyebrows are pretty surreal don’t you think? (laugh).
At this time, I liked to be complimented. It seems that I looked at my mother when she was putting makeup and that I loved when I could put on some lipstick (laugh).

Down left picture: After the ceremony of graduation, let’s eat green salad!
The ceremony of graduation of primary school. This day, with six of my friends and their parents, we went to a family restaurant. There, the green salad we could eat in the set menu was so good that I ordered only this green salad a second time. I loved so much green salad before ♡ .

Down right picture: The damaged costume at the kindergarten art festival.
The play the children of the middle class did as presentation was “Alice in wonderland”. Three children shared the role of the rabbit and, after having to dance a little at the beginning, it seems we broke the clock who was sticking on our stomachs (laugh).

(This is my own pictures and translation. Do not share this post without crediting me and, please, ask me before translating my translation into another language. Thank you)

anonymous asked:

Cynthia, don’t even start with me. We all know that the cookies you “baked” for the PTA bake sale were actually store bought, and guess what? They tasted like trash. You’re always late to Yoga class on Tuesdays at 3:00-4:00 PM and you look like a flailing turtle when you go in Standing Tree position. You dress like a teen girl who just discovered Claire’s and your son is bad at soccer, so don’t even go there, Cynthia.

I-… . 

I’m sorry they are picking on you, Cynthia.  Please don’t let them get you down.  Don’t let them discourage you from yoga or helping your son learn soccer.  It takes time to learn a new skill.  Just be patient.  I believe in you, Cynthia.  And it’s ok you bought cookies.  Life is busy and crazy and we don’t always have time to go over the top with things.  You were trying to contribute and that’s what matters.  Don’t overwork yourself to exhaustion.  And as long as it’s not lewd, you can dress however you gob-dang want to and no one can tell you otherwise.  I believe in you, Cynthia.  I don’t know who you are or why an anon sent this to my inbox…?  But,, , It’s going to be ok, Cynthia. 

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Tomorrow is 2 weeks post op!!!

Unfortunately I do have a little infection, honestly the only way I found out what taking a picture to see what the back looked like and (sorry for the TMI…) but there was a tiny amount of pus. I went in and they cultured, he’s pretty sure he knows what it is so he put me on both oral and topical antibiotics.
Really only painful if it’s hit or just messed with too much, sometimes cleaning can get uncomfortable but it’s really not bad. I have to keep my hair up as well while it heals so I’m trying out new styles, like this braid! One thing that sucks is the Vaseline and topical meds that get into my hair and cause it to look seriously oily! My hair dresser said to try baking soda and clarifying shampoo so we shall see!
I’m so happy tho, going out with my hair up for the first time ever doesn’t make me feel embarrassed, even tho they’re bruised and not the prettiest at the moment.

I don’t go back to the surgeon til my one month post op on March 16th, I have one week left of wearing the head band while sleeping! Can’t wait for that to be over!