Trying to carry groceries in one trip
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Trying to carry groceries in one trip
THE FIVE YEAR RULE.
WHENEVER YOU’RE IN ANY TYPE OF SITUATION, GOOD OR BAD, ASK YOURSELF THIS QUESTION: IS THIS PERSON OR EVENT GOING TO MATTER IN FIVE YEARS? SAY IT’S A FAMILY MEMBER’S WEDDING WHO REALLY MEANS SOMETHING TO YOU THEN YOU SHOULD OBVIOUSLY GO TO THAT EVENT BECAUSE IN FIVE YEARS TIME YOU WILL SAY TO YOURSELF “I SHOULD HAVE GONE TO THAT”. IF SOMEONE IS GIVING YOU A HARD TIME AND THEY’RE NOT THAT IMPORTANT TO YOU THEN JUST LET IT GO. IT’S NOT GOING TO AFFECT YOU AS MUCH AS YOU THINK AT THE END OF THE DAY. IT WILL FEEL BETTER TO GET AWAY FROM THAT TYPE OF NEGATIVITY AND JUST CONCENTRATE ON THE POSITIVITY. ALTHOUGH IT SOUNDS REALLY SIMPLE, IT CAN BE HARD THING TO KEEP IN MIND AND DO. AT THE END OF THE DAY IT’S HELPED ME TO LET GO OF ALL THE PETTY THINGS THAT DON’T REALLY MATTER TO ME AND JUST MADE ME PAY ATTENTION TO THE IMPORTANT THINGS AND THE PEOPLE THAT I LOVE. IT HELP ME FIND SO MUCH MORE HAPPINESS IN MY LIFE.
I HOPE IT HELPS YOU TOO.
Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.
Carl Jung (via mindfulawareness)
The current mantra of The White House
ARE YOU KIDDING
back cover of xanthra phillippa’s gender trash from hell issue #1, 1993
First Lady Michelle Obama, giving her last speech as FLOTUS.
I try to teach my heart not to want things it can’t have.
Alice Walker (via naturaekos)
Sometimes you lose the people you love, and sometimes the people you love makes you feel lost.
Shi Collantes (via wnq-writers)
DEADLINE IS TOMORROW! Accepting up to 2 pages, (8.5x11) per submission. • REPOST: CALL FOR ZINE SUBMISSIONS Decolonizing P@renting - a collabo between queer indigenous girl and @jungleflower of Super Sisters zine - is now accepting submissions for its first issue. This zine is for queer parents of color. • DP encourages submissions from queer, trans, 2-spirit, non-binary, disabled, neurodivergent, chronically ill parents of color. • Send in your photos, collage, poetry, short stories and any art form and writing style. • Submission deadline is January 31, 2017. mysterygirl-moongirl.tumblr.com/submit • #queerzines #qtpoczines #zinesubmissions #zines #queerparenting #queerparentsofcolor #decolonizingparenting #revolutionarymothering #revolutionaryparenting #raisingmothers #zines #foreverfamily #fosterfamily #adoptedfamily #kinship
I keep thinking how much more powerful the Spiderman origin story would be if Peter Parker was an African American kid, whose Uncle Ben was shot by police while being arrested for a minor parking infraction. There is no formal investigation, and Peter decides to put himself on the line to prevent it happening again. He tackles the white crimes that go unpunished, punishes POC criminals fairly. He is the leveler, always fighting to be without bias, to be just. To protect people like his uncle.
This not only mirrors so much of what’s happening in America, but feeds right into the complex relationship between Spiderman, the authorities and the media.
Peter Parker is a brilliant student, awkward, a nerd, but is branded a thug, a gang member, a criminal, because of his appearance. The media latch on to that and misrepresent him totally.
The police, humilitated by the fact that he refuses to work with them and often punishes cops themselves for brutalizing innocent people, or guilty people who still deserve better treatment than they get, attempt to hunt him down.
I had to.
oh man. This is the shit.
The “with great power comes great responsibility” line gets such a deeper meaning within this context.
Not to mention a white nerdy boy with glasses is not the look of a social outcast or person of ridicule anymore.
It also adds increased meaning to his two most persistent and famous foes being a white mobster who makes money by exploiting and causing harm to vulnerable communities while remaining untouchable because he keeps up a facade of “Respectability” while the authorities don’t really give a shit about the communities he harms with his criminal acitvities because they’re not the “Right” kind of victim like Wilson Fisk and a rich old money asshole white dude who is in big business like Norman Osborn
The Spider-Man AU I didn’t know I always needed. And I’ve always loved Spider-Man.
It’s SUCH a quality AU
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One day, someone will be 100% honest with you, and will love you forever. Don’t give up trying to find them, they’re looking for you too.
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everyone deserves to know someone who makes them go “!!!!!!!!!!!!” inside
I cried because I want my daughters to feel that blazing pride, that affirmation of their boundless capacity — not from their husbands, but from their world, from the atmosphere, from inviolable wells of certainty inside themselves. I cried because it’s not fair, and I’m so tired, and every woman I know is so tired. I cried because I don’t even know what it feels like to be taken seriously — not fully, not in that whole, unequivocal, confident way that’s native to handshakes between men. I cried because it does things to you to always come second.
Hilary Clinton, New York Times (via yesdarlingido)
okay so i’m reblogging this again because in my night class tonight my professor said that it seemed like the impact of the election wasn’t hitting our class as hard as some of his other classes. before i read this aloud i said: “if any woman [which was most of the class] in this classroom does not feel this shit in their bones, raise your hand.”
not a single hand went up.
and i don’t think i will ever forget how i felt seeing that empty air, not ever.
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