thinking about the time back when i was in middle school & we had a bomb threat at the school and after standing outside for a couple hours while the place was searched we got taken back inside around when it was my particular lunch period, and the school was like “we know you only have like 15 minutes left in the lunch period now because of that but we’re not gonna give you any extra time lol we’re getting back on schedule”
and the Entire block of middle schoolers in the span of like 5 minutes all quickly organized & agreed that we were NOT leaving until we had had our proper amount of lunch time and flat out all refused to get up when administrators kept trying to get us to because what were they gonna do? give like a hundred different students detention?
anyway after like 40 minutes we’d decided we’d been given our due and agreed to leave and go back to class & i think that display of collectivism & power of unity was what radicalized me
People were saying Dakota Johnson shouldn’t do a period piece bc she looks like she knows what an iPhone is but I feel like theoretically if I were an actor I could do period pieces. I feel like my face fits in a period piece for some reason.
Okay so now everyone answer. What decade/century do you think your face belongs. I’m gonna go for myself, late 1800s
in this terrifying world you continuously have the power to offer someone else a little relief . why would you withhold that. do you remember what a little relief feels like? it feels like a lot
excuse me? are you suggesting i frolic directly into someone’s emotional space and assume what brings them relief, potentially causing more stress? are you encouraging people to reach past their own boundaries to help, increasing net suffering if it costs more than the other gains? surely not; that would be advocating for emotional self-harm.
this is a post about the woman who waived my late fee at the bank .
good for you, good for her, the wording on the initial post feels closer to blaming people who don’t reach out than celebrating those who do by a large enough margin that i feel the need to hit back
My new pet peeve is people completely misunderstanding the term Male Gaze and making the term female gaze based entirely on that misunderstanding
the white boy of the month pushing his hair back and reading poetry for the camera is not the equivalent of the dehumanization of women in visual media by way of presenting them primarily as vessels for sexual gratification
i have this terrible habit of looking away from a clock for a few seconds at most and being utterly appalled when I look back and its only been a few seconds
people on tumblr love adding “this is the funniest comment ive ever read” “every part of this image hits like a truck” “okay but can we talk about (lists all the things that make a joke funny)” in the comments. why dont you keep your voice down and let the posts wash over you in blissful silence
gnome
what was that. did you guys see that
wtf
charlotte | 23 | nb lesbian | they/them | misandrist