wanted this so bad as a kid

people always get so… weird about su, and treat it like it’s not a kids show when they get mad at su critical blogs for being upset about things.. i wonder if i can put this into words correctly?? ill try

so, portraying a character doing something morally wrong, like manipulating a child or being unreasonably cold and forceful isnt… necessarily a bad thing to do in media in general, it could be an important plot point or a social commentary. But it’s not okay if it’s a KID’S SHOW. I don’t mean this in a “its a kids show so it cant have an interesting plot” kind of way, i mean that kids are going to take a message from it, whatever it might be.

for example, a situation like pearl and connie in sworn to the sword could be a really interesting character study in a different story, but in SU? a kids show? all that does is teach children that it’s ok to have no self worth and its ok to teach others that their lives dont matter. There was no “pearl that’s bad” in that episode, not really.

And this show just keeps doing it! it shows harmful behavior and then doesn’t do anything to try to teach children that it’s wrong. If SU was a better written show for adults, then maybe these plot choices could be justified, given that they had more explanation and existed as character studies or instances of character growth. But in SU, that just… doesnt happen

really what im trying to say is that we aren’t complaining because a story has some instances of characters doing harmful things, conflict is a necessary part of any story! we’re complaining because this is media that is being created in order to teach children lessons, and the lessons aren’t right.

I apologise. But I'm going to rant here.

I am getting so so damn sick of all the hate in this fucking fandom. I want to point out a few things.
1. None of you actually know if Brendon or Zack or Kenny or Dan or anyone actually visited Dallon when he was in the hospital. So can you just stop assuming that you know fucking everything, because you WEREN’T THERE.
2. Everyone needs to stop assuming they know what is going on between Brendon and Dallon.
3. If you were married and constantly had people near on harassing you every time you were within a foot of your friend who is also married with kids, commenting on every tweet and Instagram post about how bad you want to fuck them, or that you should fuck, or that you should kiss or date or whatever else, you might get a little sick of it and put some distance between yourself and your friend in front of people too.
4. You all need to stop pretending that you know these people. Because you don’t. Can I repeat that? You. Do. Not. Know. These. People. And the only window into their lives you get is on stage or through social media or interviews and that doesn’t mean you actually know anything about them. You have no idea what they’re like behind closed doors and for all you know Dallon and Brendon could be totally fine, they’re just sick of being harassed online all the time.
5. IF they have fallen out, and I’m saying IF because we don’t fucking know. How the fuck do you know why? If they have it could have been over anything, Brendon could have been an asshole, Dallon could have been an asshole, they could have had an argument, got sick of each other because they spend so much time together, something else could have happened, something big, something petty, something serious, something stupid you just don’t know and I am so so sick of everyone acting like they know fucking everything. It needs to stop.
These artists try their best for us, they try to make us happy, do the things we want, tour, make music, do interviews and photo shoots, plan new ideas and try to stay active on social media to stay in contact with fans. All while trying to maintain friendships and family lives and marriages. They work HARD. All of them. So can you all just get off of your damn high horses and give them all a fucking break.
Rant over.

I was wanting to draw him and the cute little kitty thing too. So bad ndkfskdp! I wasn’t sure how to make him pose and then this happened

I think i did a couple of screw ups but still.. I like your OCs alot! ;w;


anonymous asked:

My teachers are the kind and hat don't really pay attention to some kid's behavior so when I gave them the papers my doctor needed to decide if I need further treatment, all of it came back looking like the behavior of a neurotypical kid. I don't know what to do because they never pay attention to be, so how are they to know how I act? I want to get a proper diagnosis so bad

Did your doctor say that’s what it came back as? Also, if you have Inattentive type, your results would be different from if you have Combined or Hyperactive/Impulsive type, since you’ll be a “good” student who sits quietly and doesn’t make waves. What kinds of comments do you get on your report cards, especially from elementary school? That may be helpful.



      If you weren’t born with it, you can buy a couple ornaments.  Just be sure to read the warning, kids, ‘cause pretty soon you’ll be bored of it…  Sexual, hey kid, if you wanna feel sexual; you can always call up a professional.  They stick pins in you like a vegetable.    If you want a little more confidence; potatoes turn to french fries, yeah it’s common sense.  All you need’s a couple more condiments, and a hundred thousand dollars for some compliments…  It’s such a waste; when little girls grow into their mother’s face, but little girls are learning how to cut and paste and pucker up their lips until they suffocate…    Kids forever, kids forever; baby soft skin turns into leather… Don’t be dramatic, it’s only some plastic!  No one will love you if you’re unattractive!  Oh, Mrs. Potato Head, tell me, is it true that pain is beauty?  Does a new face come with a warranty?  Will a pretty face make it better?  Oh, Mr. Potato Head, tell me how did you afford her surgery?  DO YOU SWEAR YOU’LL STAY FOREVER, EVEN IF HER FACE DON’T STAY TOGETHER?

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.