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wolfythewitch

all all all

yujateaandpi

All all all

almyranpine

really good tiktok

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Girl, just do it fat. Don’t wait until you’ve lost enough weight. You’re worthy of taking up the space that you fill. Live your life now. Don’t wait for some future version of yourself that you think will be more deserving. You have every right to pursue your passions and dreams just as you are today. Your worth isn’t tied to a number on a scale or the size of your clothes; it is inherent in who you are. You’re allowed to be seen, heard, and celebrated in whatever body you inhabit right now. Don’t let anyone or anything convince you for too long. So go out. Do it fat! Wear the clothes you love, pursue the opportunities that excite you, and live unapologetically. There’s no reason to put off living the life that you want, waiting for a moment that you’re not even sure will come. You deserve to be happy and fulfilled just as you are, and the world needs you exactly as you are today. Everything good that has ever happened to you, happened in this body. Girl, just do it fat.

the-tardis-is-blue

hilarious how grace is wandering around that aircraft carrier thinking i'm just a guy. meanwhile his security clearance is technically on the same level as the actual eva stratt herself

theotherwesley

Me getting up in the morning like

Hittin’ the keyboard like

Friends comin’ online like

DID YOu SEE tHE THINGg MY GOD

This is and always will be my favorite Tumblr post of all time.

nightmare-from-heaven

Hey. Your brain needs to de-frag. Literally it needs you to sit there and space out.

If you want your memory or executive function to improve, stare out a window at the skyline or sidewalk or trees or birds on the electrical wires for like 20+ minutes per day. (With no other stimulation like a podcast or TV if you can manage but hey baby steps innit). If you're fortunate enough to have safe outside with any bits of nature, go stare closely at a 1 meter square of grass and trip out on the bugs and shapes of grasses and stuff.

Literally this will make you smarter. Our brains HAVE TO HAVE this zone out time to do important stuff behind the scenes. This does not happen during sleep, it's something else.

That weird pressurized feeling you get sometimes might be your brain on no defrag.

Give your brain a Daily Dose Of De-Frag.

mysunfreckle

I have somehow convinced my toddler so firmly of the effectiveness of vaccines that they now believe that, since they just had their shots, they are impervious to disease and should be allowed to lick the bath mat

m0nt3cr15t0

I need people to understand that no matter if you ship Anderperry or not, Dead Poets Society does undeniably have queer undertones. You could take Todd out of the story entirely and it would still very much be queercoded. It's not just in him having a uniquely intimate friendship with Todd; it's thematically and, if you are open to the idea that acting is representative of anything other than itself-- narratively a queer story. Dead Poets Society is the resistance of the herd, the need to protect your truest self from a society that will look down upon it, the want for freedom from a society and family that does not accept you for who you are, the finding of similar community that will understand you in a way nobody else will, the shoving down of your truest emotions and most passionate parts of yourself to appeal to your family that rejects it, being unaccepted for who you are, being an outcast because something is uniquely different about you, redefining of the self so that you can be something real even if it costs you everything, etc. etc. Every theme, every lesson, and entire character arcs (particularly Neil and Charlie's) are applicable to queer stories and elements. This is SO important to me.

Neil's life and eventual death were never about Todd, they were about his father not letting him act. Acting is portrayed as this thing of absolute importance to Neil, this part of him that was-- for the record-- always there. "Ever since I can remember, I've wanted to try this. I even tried to go to summer stock auditions last year, but, of course, my father wouldn't let me. For the first time in my whole life I know what I wanna do. and for the first time I'm gonna do it whether my father wants me to or not! Carpe diem!"

The movie isn't him finding something cool and flashy and whining about not being able to have it that some people (cough, my mother, verbatim,) claim-- it's him finally taking for himself the thing that he's always seen, been attracted to. And the way the school treats it after Neil's death? The way his father sees it? The "No, not my son. Not Neil. Someone (Keating) must've put him up to this because no son of mine is an actor." That? That's very distinctly the response of parents to queer children. Not artists, not even the neurodivergent. Furthermore, the scene where Neil goes to Mr. Keating's room and says he's trapped-- right before that, we get introduced to the idea that Keating has a wife. During it, we see that Keating, though he cares about Neil and recognizes his struggles, does not understand them. I've said it just about a million times before to friends and mutuals but showing his wife right then is to show how he is an ally, not one like Neil. He's straight, he's an ally, but he does not get why Neil can't just wait and why him being rejected as an actor-- or gay-- is so important and why his father wouldn't be swayed even if (and when he eventually) sees how important this really is to him. Neil was gay. The movie is queercoded. Anderperry is not the only sign of that and is, really, simply the bit that further shows it. I'm sick of people looking past all of that.

ruminalynum

Sometimes Neil and Todd from 'Dead Poets Society' are soo Byler-coded.

grim-hedonism

Every time I see this picture I wonder why he's there at the front (I might be wrong (because they do all kind of look the same), but he's not one of the poets, is he???)

So I started thinking about it. Two things I came up with...

1. To show Keating also impacted the other students. They also care. (Pitts and Knox are the closest from all the poets. Four tables away from Keating. Too far to save him?)

Or.

2. Mr. Boy isn't the focus of this image at all. He's at the FRONT. but in the centre of the image? Trapped between people stepped up on desks. Richard Cameron.

Well, him and Todd. The two opposites. The one that stood the one that sat.

I might be looking too far into it, but, well, I didn't do art class for nothing.

Where some of the other boys (sitting) are holding their head in their hands, tense shoulders, staring down at their desks like looking up would mean giving in. Cameron looks defeated. Unmoving. If you'd cut THIS Cameron out and paste him in a normal class scene, not a thing would change.

He's not thinking about getting up. He's not worrying about whether he should. He knows he's made the decision. This scene might be Todd and Keating's. But this picture? It is Cameron's.

splendentgoddess

FOR PARENTS OF YOUNG KIDS IN THE US!

Someone over on bluesky posted this and I figured I'd better repost it here. It's the pre-RFK 2025 vaccination schedule for babies and young children, ya know, just in case it mysteriously disappears. Save this and give it to your child's pediatrician; tell them this is the schedule you want your child on.

splendentgoddess

Got a hold of the older children/teen and adult versions of this chart. Vaccines for everyone!

leebrontide

You all may be sick of me banging on this drum but I got whooping cough in my mid/late 20s because I had no idea I needed an adult booster and I coughed so hard I broke my rib. And guess what? Then I got to keep coughing that hard, but now with a broken rib.

Please get your boosters.