when people attack trans* ppl for “making up words” like genderqueer and etc, makes me wonder where they think words actually come from. is it god? does god make the words? or perhaps some sort of mischievous river spirit
as a linguistics major I can confirm that it is in fact a mischievous river spirit
Strange women lying in rivers distributing words is no basis for a system of language.
Reblog for that last comment, as it made me LOL
It Looked So Pretty Online But It Fits Me Like A Burlap Sack: A Beginners guide to Plus Sized Shopping
Written by the Author of:
Why Are These Tank Tops $22.50?
All My Shirts Have 3/4 Sleeves
This Fabric is Ugly and Itchy; How Do We Use It Up: The Dark Origins of Fatshion
How Does One Size Up Translate Into A $16 Difference?
And the wildly popular
"Why is Everything Sequined?"
Am I like the only fat person who actually LIKES 3/4 sleeves?
My issue with listening to music in public is that I get the urge to start headbanging in public.
I need Edna Mode as a life coach
Anonymous asked: Um. Clint makes Steve and Bucky read Harry Potter. The Avengers all have very, very strong opinions about which house they get sorted into. Bucky thinks he's a Slytherin, but Steve says he's a Hufflepuff through and through.
"This isn’t a legitimate classification system," said Steve angrily, throwing the book onto the couch next to Clint. "This is bullshit. They’re children, for cripe’s sake.”
Clint’s eyebrows rose to comical levels.
"You can’t just isolate different children or—or— or try to predetermine their characters at age eleven," Steve said, thoroughly angry. "And you certainly can’t condemn an entire fourth of your school’s population to a villainy house, what the hell is that?”
He started to pace.
"As if people never change! As if there’s no moral or ethical growth after age eleven!”
Bucky reached over Clint and picked up the book. Clint gave him a look and he shrugged.
"Hell, if it makes Steve this angry, I gotta check it out," he explained.
"This isn’t a basis for education!" Bucky shouted. "Where are the art classes, huh? Kids this age should have access to art classes."
"Exactly!" shouted Steve. "Maybe a little less institutionalized racism and a little more arts education, am I right?"
Clint buried his head in his hands.
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Omg that caption…*ded from laugh*
I’m gonna drink it.
I’m gonna drink
I’m gonna drBLARGL
Girl and her dragon growing up and growing old together and stuff. ( I picture dragons having very long lives so it would suck making human friends OTL ) It started as just the first pic but then I wanted to draw the dragon after it hatched and then it just continued from then on…
I am sure its by no means an original concept so I’m gonna add mine to the pile of mythical creature friendships :)
I’m having a horrible artblock so I’m just finishing up doodles I did at work over 4-5 months ago or something OTL
I broke shell in your hands, as red as a poppy;
your love was a jewel,
your hair the first and only gold
I ever hoarded.
In winter, I grew to serpentine loops
in your warm arms;
you held me like coils of priceless silk
and told me our secret name
later, we basked in the sun
by a sea so immesureably old
I forgot to notice that you, too, were ageing.
you taught me to fly with paper wings.
like a stringed kite, you were tethered
to an earth I only learned to leave
because your love bore me up
like a soaring thermal.
the first time your heart broke,
I held you close and wondered how it would feel,
when you broke mine.
years later, when your hair turned white as eggs.
I carried you
as you once carried me, your bones as fragile
as the shell I’d long outgrown -
and now you’re gone.
I cannot call you back.
I guard the earth that tethers you
and hope you’ll wait, my darling -
'till I am done.
THIS IS THE BEST SCENE IN THIS ENTIRE TELEVISION SERIES AND YOU CANNOT CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE
Slight rant, but I’ve been under a ton of stress lately. I’ve got 5 different IT/Speaking competitions to prepare for in less than 2 weeks and it’s not an easy thing to do when also preparing to leave for these competition conferences, keep up with homework, keep up at my internship, and my commute to and from school. I’ve been worried about these events as well as trying to find a full-time job once I graduate. I’ve been working very very hard in the last few weeks and I constantly feel like I’m treading water and barely keeping afloat. I am always worried about failing.
Whenever I express this emotion at all, people have a tendency to say this phrase or a similar one to me “You got this Jennilee, you’ll be fine.”
I hate this. Not because I begrudge anyone their faith in me. It’s the phrase itself that bothers me. I get it, the person who says it wants to reassure me that I am as good as they think I am. But this particular phrase does not work for me. Saying “You got this” to me implies that my non-belief or worry about my abilities is silly and completely unfounded. It puts the onus on me to just “get over” my insecurities. Even if it’s not intended that way, it always feels that way.
If you want to encourage me, and make me feel like you believe in me, then say that. Say “Jennilee, I believe in your abilities even if you don’t right now. I have faith in you and know that you will do your best.” It’s a bit longer and less “cool” but it, for me, is a lot more reassuring than “You got this.”
As if I didn’t have enough on my plate right now, relationship crap has to pop up.
I feel like I can’t post about this here. This is a public blog, and no one is on LJ hardly anymore.
Female Labrador. #tamad (at Manahan Residence)
I has a duck. Is my duck.
#ranger says: Mama and @timothyjclark were up so late and being so loud with their laughing and sillies in their #hangout last night that I didn’t get enough sleepies. So I is not ready for morning yet.
#labrador #lab #sleepydogface #letsleepingdogslie #blacklab
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