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even when i am not posting, know that horrible sentences are raging within me
Barbie Vlog #9
PREACH BARBIE
I’d never thought id be that much inspired by barbie
barbie’s been inspiring me since day fucking 1 yo
like hell im gonna be alone with my thoughts
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i just had to draw this because i feel like screaming tbh
This happens way too much for me now but all I can do is smile and nod because if I say something I’m automatically a sjw and my words are dismissed.
A German book about racism (called Exit Racism) addresses this and calls it „leaving wonderland“, you will probably never be able to go back there, which is hurtful but also an important.
i don’t like how endings in real life come on so suddenly without making sense, without much warning. one minute you’re in the middle of something and the next it’s all a very long time ago and you’re a different person and none of it is ever coming back
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HOLY SHIT, IT WAS THE ORIGINAL ONE
MAKE A WISH
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I WAS EXPECTING IT TO BE A REMAKE OF SOME SORT HOLY FUCK
WHO THE FUCK KEEPS BRINGING THIS BACK
reblog this because it shows up every blue moon
When I was a kid I was genuinely horrified by the idea of growing up and I think a large part of it was the insistence by adults in my life that puberty would turn me into someone completely different. They were like “sure you don’t like make up and boys now but you’ll feel differently after puberty” or like “sure you think you wouldn’t want kids now but you’ll see once you’re older”
it’s like damn, stop invalidating kids’ personalities and listen to them and maybe you won’t be so shocked when they don’t transform into a new person later
My wife and I don’t ever plan on having kids, but my Dad always had one piece of parenting advice I’ll never forget.
He said “Pay attention to who your children are when they’re little. If you do that, you’ll never be surprised at who they become. The only people who think kids suddenly become other people when they hit adolescence are the ones who never listened to what their kids were telling them the whole time.”
being tired all the time is such a mystery.... is it anaemia? vitamin d deficiency? chronic fatigue syndrome? depression? insomnia?? is it just the crushing weight of being alive in a capitalist society??? someone cure me
Hey remember when US and Russia was all like “We’re the best!!! We’ve won the space race!!!!” But India sent a kick-ass space probe to Mars and the whole mission was fuel efficient, costed less and a roaring success in the first try and then they were like “…..wait no that can’t be true” and still have the audacity to call us “underdeveloped” or only view us as a ‘third world country’? :)
For anyone who needs more info, the probe was called Mangalyaan (which literally means space probe vehicle) or Mars Orbiter Mission (MOM) and you can also get more information here and here
Remember when NYT mocked India for this very thing and an TOI (a major indian newspaper) responded with this? :)
They were being racist asf and we were till respectful literally fuck you if you think ‘third world counties’ can’t be better than you
white people can and should reblog this
and shout out to the women engineers integral to the launch
“Indian staff from the Indian Space Research Organisation celebrate after the Mars Orbiter Spacecraft entered Mars’s orbit.
On November 5, 2013, a rocket launched toward Mars. It was India’s first interplanetary mission, Mangalyaan, and a terrific gamble. Only 40 percent of missions sent to Mars by major space organizations—NASA, Russia’s, Japan’s, or China’s—had ever been a success. No space organization had succeeded on its first attempt. What’s more, India’s space organization, ISRO, had very little funding: while NASA’s Mars probe, Maven, cost $651 million, the budget for this mission was $74 million.
This was not the only success of the mission. An image of the scientists celebrating in the mission control room went viral. Girls in India and beyond gained new heroes: the kind that wear sarees and tie flowers in their hair, and send rockets into space.”
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there’s a movie adaptation of this! it’s obviously more dramatized/they use different names but i really really loved the movie! it’s called mission mangal and it was the first time i had heard of this and i was so surprised that literally? no one talked about it??? what they accomplished is incredible.
ALSO, Mangalyaan launched in 2013 and was meant to be a 6 month mission. It’s been in orbit around Mars now for more than 5 years and has enough propellant to keep going for even longer.
“The kind that wear sarees and tie flowers in their hair, and send rockets into space.”
FUCK YES. THIS IS THE TYPE OF REPRESENTATION I’VE BEEN HERE FOR!!
I love how the dudes at back are pure happy!!
my therapist: tell me about your trauma :)
what I'm thinking: I didnt only experience a single traumatic event that made me turn out like this, it was a series of events and I never learned how to deal with any of them so I ignored it all for years until I broke down under its weight. if I only told you about one bad thing that happened then you probably wouldn't take me seriously because it only had a serious effect on me bc it happened on a daily basis. I also cant even pick out what a relatively normal experience was and what wasn't bc I grew up with this kind of treatment so it seemed and still seems normal to me. also, I only have very foggy and vague memories of all of the bad things I experienced bc I've been dissociating for years.
what I'm saying: I dont want to talk about it.
womanhood is like. *has a dream about being stalked* *has a complicated relationship with ur mother* *writes poetry in the notes app* *is antagonized purposely by male coworker* *looks in the mirror for a long time* *shares knowing looks with ur female friends* *shares everything w your female friends* *has a dream about your mothers trauma* *shares trauma with every woman alive* *avoids looking in the mirror*
no one tells you how much of life takes practice. not just writing, painting, running, singing, etc, but practicing how to make friends. how to make the right ones. getting practiced at how to be a good friend, a good sibling, a good person. practice identifying when people haven’t earned that. learning to recognize your right to rage and, eventually, how to offer mercy. so much of life is muscle memory, and i’ve begun to realize there are so many more parts of ourselves to flex and stretch and strengthen than those we’re taught in anatomy lessons
This is part of why life “gets better.” You get better at it.
high school musical 2 is a thinly veiled metaphor for white privilege. employment and education opportunities are handed to troy, a white boy, on a silver platter despite his own protests that “i don’t think i’m qualified”, solely because of a rich white girl’s interest in him. his friends, people of colour, are overlooked for similar opportunities despite having the same skill set as troy himself. when troy and gabriella break the country club staff rules, it is gabriella, a filipino girl, who is punished for the breaches while troy receives nothing but a verbal scolding every time. in this essay i will-
what do you mean i didn’t reach out i literally thought about you
"the trauma made you kind" fuck that. no. i am kind because i cannot allow anyone to go through what i did. i am soft because i chose to be.