It’s hard to articulate this feeling, this sense of impending and total destabilization, the realization that all relationships and all things are fragile and breakable and the world could end at any moment. Everyone, i think, is aware of this, but it is so intense when my obsessive symptoms ramp up that I am immobilized.
Yeah, because my boobs alone aren't enough of a pain.
Picture this: You encounter a stylish woman, note her chunky, futuristic jewelry, look away, and look back, and notice that what you thought was a necklace is actually three beetle-like machines creeping around her décolletage. Obviously, you need some of this Blade Runner shit in your life immediately.
The boyfriend's cat loves to run up on the bed to get pettin's from me when my alarm goes off. If she and the alarm don't wake me up, she runs back into the office to get the boyfriend, so he can wake me up.
I Woke Up To Him Sleeping Like This Next To Me This Morning. I Think At This Point, We Need Modelling Agencies For Cats
Yes, because we don't actually realize you're a shitty person being shitty to people because you have the power to be. We really think that you're championing people who have suffered.
According to an internal announcement to the Justice Department’s civil rights division, the Trump administration is gearing up to redirect DOJ resources toward investigating and suing universities whose affirmative action policies are deemed discriminatory against white applicants, the New York Timesreports. The…
After last year’s Pulse massacre, it was fairly common to hear those on the right discuss the great threat Islam posed toward gays (some even called it the “greatest threat”) because of Omar Mateen’s pledge of allegiance to Isis. It was no coincidence that this rhetoric surfaced during the presidential campaign of…
“This body is all you’ve got, so learn to love it for the wonderful thing it is!”
Nothing about these messages is wrong, but I want to bring up a point about body positivity that’s largely unseen.
Disability.
Look, I try. I try to look in the mirror at the rolls and curves I
gained when my body got sick. It’s not that I “need to be thin to feel
pretty”, it’s that my body right now wasn’t under my control. It wasn’t
“junk food and ‘poor choices’” that got me this way, I wasn’t always a
big girl, I got this way due to illness. I lost that control and
EVERYONE can see it.
Now I’m losing my hair, my skin is getting bad, and my pain levels are hard to hide from people.
Body positivity for some one like me can’t be approached with flowery
poetry about our beautiful stretch marks and our soft bellies. Are those
things in and of themselves beautiful? Sure. But we don’t SEE them in
their beauty so easily because of WHY they’re there. I have stretch
marks all over because the weight gain was sudden and VERY rapid.
I’m fat because I’m sick and it’s almost impossible to find a doctor
who gives two shits about hormonal imbalances so powerful they’re trying
to ruin your damn life.
My body is in pain, always.
You
know how badly I want confidence? How badly I want to look in a mirror
and think “I’m beautiful” with NO other thoughts plaguing me?
So
please. When you see a disabled person struggling with their self-image,
just understand that able-bodied platitudes and comforts just… might
not work. We’re living with bodies that we feel BETRAYED by. Attacked
by.
It’s hard to love something that hurts you every day.
I’m trying, we’re trying. We truly are. “No one will find you
attractive if you don’t love your own body” type messages DEFINITELY
don’t help because disability and sex is its own complicated lonely
mess.
So, for the love of god, keep this in mind in your body
positivity. For some of us a body is more than aesthetic and overcoming
social pressure.
I would like to have a talk with the guys running the net nanny here. The gif with a real hedgehog running around cosplaying Sonic gets blocked, but a picture of a dead body is fine??
Queen Hatshepsut of Ancient Egypt. She has a lovely smile for someone who’s been dead for thousands of years.
she wasn’t a queen. she was a pharaoh and wanted to be referred to as such. she even had her statues modeled after the male pharaoh’s statues to state her dominance and authority. she was actually one of the most successful pharaohs in all of ancient egyptian history and she reigned longer than any other woman in power in egypt.
damn no wonder she died and smiled for a trillion years afterwards
The fact that we know about her is marvelous.
the next Pharaoh after her Tuthmosis III tried to erase Hatshepsut out of history ,chiseled her name off her monuments ,covered the text on her obelisks with stone,knocked down and defaced her statues .
she was even left off the list of pharaohs ..talk about some patriarchy bullshit
her name was lost for a couple of millennia, her body was found in a unmarked grave in early twentieth century
sad part is in Egyptian belief is if your are forgotten in the living world you don’t exist in the afterlife,so he was trying to kill her even in death
My best friend throwing down some herstory. A+ commentary
She wore a fake beard, you guys. She was the fucking boss.
If we remember her now does that save her from an awful afterlife?
I’m just picturing the Kemetic afterlife. All the Pharaohs are hanging out in some kind of swanky club, drinking and congratulating each other on being bros.
The doors slam open and Hatshepsut strides in, glorious, robes swirling, rocking the fake beard and the insane amounts of wealth and power. “Miss me, bitches?”
Then she punches Tuthmosis III straight in the dick.
Here in Tennessee, Dolly has an organisation called The Imagination Library. It donates books that she chooses every month to EVERY CHILD born in Tennessee from the day they’re born until they turn five. TWELVE BOOKS A YEAR FOR FIVE YEARS EVERY CHILD! Thank you, Dolly Parton!
I bet this was found in the bottom of a Mesopotamian teacher’s desk. “Hammurabi, bring me that right now. You will leave a mark on this world if you keep playing with foolish trinkets. Now get back to your studies.”
scaramucci sold his stake in skybridge capital, missed the birth of his child and got divorced in order to work for trump for 10 days. talk about deals.
his actual start date wasn’t supposed to be until August 15, so technically he worked at the White House for -16 days
How important do you have to be to have been “assassinated” instead of “murdered”?
That is…a good question
If the motivation is political, then it’s assassination. Otherwise it’s murder. You cannot be assassinated by accident.
If a jilted ex murders the Prince of Placeland, it’s just a murder.
If a jilted ex is also a member of a rival political faction, it may be assassination.
If a jilted ex is driving home in tears and accidentally runs over the Prince of Placeland in the middle of the night in a neighborhood where the streetlights are out because of the prince’s questionable infrastructure policy, it’s manslaughter.
This is like the tabletop RPG version of those 90s books about the Internet where the cover is a robot on a surfboard going through a wave of numbers out of a monitor.
I have this in hardback. I’m pretty sure it’s a first edition, too.
