THIS HAPPENED TO ME BUT WITH MY MOTHER, I HAD TO TELL HER IT WAS TO MAKE MY KAORI MIYAZONO COSPLAY MORE REALISTIC!
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THIS HAPPENED TO ME BUT WITH MY MOTHER, I HAD TO TELL HER IT WAS TO MAKE MY KAORI MIYAZONO COSPLAY MORE REALISTIC!
Swings
I stick my thumbs in my pockets and kick up another stone... They tore inspiration out of me to the bone... I see an open swing, free and cold... I run to it like a pile of gold... I walk through the park to go home... After I have lost the urge to roam... When I get back, I wait for the attack, Knowing I had been gone too long, I sigh and wait for punishment for my wrong... I sit down and sigh knowing I'm strong... Thinking this will all turn into a song...
This is what intersectional feminism is becoming with your labels you put on people. You’re pretty much saying “If you’re this or that then you’re privileged and you wouldn’t know what it’s like to experience _______or if you’re this or that you’re not privileged and you need to fight against the privileged even the ones helping you. This whole privileged/ non privileged thing has seeped so deep into the cracks that now even if you’ve been raped it doesn’t count because of your “privilege.” Intersectional feminist are now telling women pretty much “ you’re privileged and you come from a position of power so your rape wasn’t as bad compared to a person that’s not privileged.” Last time I checked rape was rape it didn’t care what your skin color was.
As a white woman who was raped at the age of 17 by a person I was dating (I will not put his skin colour down because I do not feel like I should make this another race issue. Only on how I was personally affected.) I slowly told a group of my friends what had happened. Some of them pitied me, others, believed me for a while, but then spoke to the guy. And started calling me a liar, and that it wasn’t true and everything about it was my fault. And I was then being attacked for trying to warn my friends that this guy was not who he claimed to be, yet they would only believe him because “I seemed to be just fine other than my panic attacks when he was around, which I had to be faking.” And some of my white friends were saying these things to me, which just kind of added to me feeling like shit and I ended up just not talking to anyone but those who would actually listen to me and who would believe me. By the time the whole school knew, there were very obvious sides. There would be those who would whisper and glare when I went by, and those who would quickly turn me in the opposite direction if they saw him coming. Even kids in my grade whom I barely spoke to had sides. I was walking down the hall my senior year, and a couple of guys from my grade were in front of me, and I saw him and let out a panicked squeak and ducked behind my classmates. One of them turned their head and gave me a sad look, then looked ahead and stepped a bit more in front of me and only stepped away once that person was gone. But there were also people in my grade and in others that would purposefully start to talk about him once they saw me, or they would hang around him and bring him near me. And I heard the argument that because of my skin or because of my looks or something along those lines, that it wasn’t rape. And he was telling people I asked for it and I wanted it and that I did this or I did that. There was even a rumor going around that I gave him herpes. I’d love to know how since he stole my virginity and he was the second person I’d ever kissed, and me being germaphobic, I never shared food or drinks, so there was no way for me to even contract them. But I know first hand how hardcore you get judged for being a white woman “claiming” to be raped. And honestly, I wouldn’t wish this upon anyone. It’s a living hell, especially when other people think that you going to the police is the best thing for you to do. No, it’s not. Because no one would believe me. If I couldn’t get my friends to trust me and how I was presenting myself and how strongly I would react if I so much as heard his name. There are words I can’t bear to hear because they bring me back to that day. They give me such bad panic attacks. But according to many people in this day and age, “white women can’t be raped.” And I have fellow white female friends who believe this as well.
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Be safe out there, folks
This os Scarry I’m glad I’m dating a psychopath anymore
This video almost put me into a panic attack because I used to be with someone who had I think all ten of these signs, and everyone but me seemed to notice it, and he ended up doing some pretty terrible things to me in the end. Two years later and I’m still trying to put my life back together.
don’t do this, this is fucked up
not to mention someone who’s on a primarily vegan or vegetarian diet and has been that way for a long time has a body unused to eating meat, especially red meat like beef. if your body isn’t used to red meat it can do a SERIOUS NUMBER to your digestive system. it is not fun, it’s hurtful and painful, it can make them REALLY sick even if they aren’t vegan or vegetarian for allergy-related reasons.
don’t do this. do not feed people food without them knowing 100% of what’s in it. it’s uncool and you are a complete and total asshole if you do.
Don’t give people milk/cream if they ask for soy. Don’t give people sugar if they ask for sweetener instead. Don’t give people meat if they are vegetarian/vegan. Don’t give people of certain religions and beliefs meats or dairies that they ask not to have because it’s part of their lifestyle. Just stop! Stop pushing your lifestyles and choices on other people outside of your norm for a laugh or because you think you’re making a better choice for them!! You seriously have no idea how much you can hurt someone! If someone is allergic to, say peanuts, are you going to give them to them because hey, wouldn’t it be funny???? I think not! Because you can seriously hurt or even kill someone that way depending on how badly allergic they are. So why would you force something on someone when you know that they specifically are asking not to have it? They don’t owe you an explanation or a life story to ensure that whatever they order or receive is what they asked for. It’s not your job to step in and force your own agenda on other people because you disagree with their requirements. This sort of thing infuriates me. Live and let live. The point is, other people’s lives are NOT yours to live and you have no right to make decisions for them against their will! You’re not funny and you’re not a hero for doing this so please kindly FRO.
PREACH!!
Doing that to someone is basically a kind of assault. It’s their body and you don’t have a right to fuck with it.
As a vegetarian with some pretty major fruit allergies, and now slowly building up a lactose intolerance, it is pretty terrifying to have “friends” who don’t care. In fact, my own mother isn’t even very careful of what I can’t eat.
I can only have raw apples and apple juice. Anything else that’s apple makes me horribly ill. I had a “friend” in high school who wanted me to try something, I asked her what it was, when she said it was apple, I asked her if anything was done to the apple, and without answering, she shoved it in my mouth, and pretty much forced my mouth shut. I had no other option than to eat this thing. Once I was done, and feeling a little nauseous, I reminded everyone at the table of my allergy. To which the girl panicked and asked what happens when I eat it. When I calmly told her it makes me throw up, she panicked and quickly told me it was just dried apple. Kind of like those apple chips. Thankfully, as there was nothing added to it and it was not cooked or anything to that factor, I was only a little nauseous for the rest of the day.
As for my mother, she constantly is baking with applesauce. She made banana bread one day and I was excited to have a slice. So one of my friends was over and talking to my mother about baking. So, my mother decides to tell my friend, after I’d eaten almost the entire slice I was given, that she baked the bread with applesauce. I quickly spit out what way, and panicked. Then calmed down a little, as fast, so my stomach didn’t register what I had eaten quite yet. After about ten minutes, I was laying on my couch, curled up in a ball, completely sick to my stomach, and swallowing the throw up that was in the back of my throat every few minutes. When my mother saw this, she called me a drama queen and that I would’ve been fine had she not told me she baked with applesauce.
As for my other fruit allergy, I’m highly allergic to pineapple as well. It makes my throat close up and it upsets my stomach pretty badly. I was walking down the hall one day and talking about these cute new earrings I had gotten that look like pineapples. There were these girls in front of me and the person I was walking with, and I was telling said person this story about how when I was a kid, I didn’t like pineapple, even though I had never had it before. So these girls stop, turn around, and start talking to me about how they were going to bring me pineapple and force feed it to me. I ignored them and continued to talk to my friend about how when I got older, I had pineapple for the first time and I thought it was really good. Until my body started to react to it and I could barely breathe. Of course, those girls were already gone when I said that, so the next time we walked past them, they told me they were going to give me pineapple one of these days, and I had to scowl about being allergic, to which they didn’t believe me. Needless to say, I spent the rest of my senior year avoiding them in slight fear they’d try to give me pineapple.
As for the vegetarian thing, thankfully, my friends only made jokes about feeding me meat. And I had a friend, whom, when the school had what they called “meatball subs” he’d give me the bread because he didn’t like the sauce or the wheat bread. So, he’d watch me peel the little meat chunks out, and slowly eat it. And he’d watch in slight shock that I was able to catch even the slightest piece of meat and be able to either spit it out or pull it off the bread and not consume a single little piece of it. So they’d merely joke about it, even though they noticed that I would sense even the smallest bit, so they knew I would notice any meat.
So please, for the safety of others, don’t just feed someone something without them knowing everything in it. You never know, their reaction could be much more serious than just a dislike. It could be a serious allergy.
Anti-Feminist Female
I am an anti-feminist female.
And people treat it like a crime
I will never understand why.
We can vote, have jobs
Own homes and cars
We can have our own bank accounts
Why must we riot for more?
We have more than ever
So I do not understand the greed.
I am an anti-feminist female.
And people hate me for it.
I do not see why
You all beg and complain for more
Women are greedy
Women are cruel
People have said it was my love
Yet he did not make me this way.
I did this on my own.
By seeing the greed.
And the hatred.
I am an anti-feminist female.
But why treat me poor?
Because you do not agree?
You want to be treated equal
Yet anyone who disagrees is wrong
Therefore,
To you,
I am wrong.
I get treated poorly
You tell me I am wrong
But I am not wrong
I am just different
I am an anti-feminist female.
Just Some Ideas
I’ve been thinking, that, since I’m not uploading much new poetry to my mypoeticside account right now (As I am in the process of finding my notebook for the hundredth time.) I was thinking about either trying to uploading my art. Or even my short stories. And I was wondering what everyone thinks.
Living for the Dreaming
We are only living to sustain the dreaming.
To let them know that we are boring.
Show dreamers we are the basic.
Explain that we are different.
To show how we are the same
We can show them how to act
Show them how to think
How to know what to do
When their dreams fail
Turn to nightmares
Prevent them from waking
Scare them, confuse them
When their dreams stop
How their endings are uncontrollable
The ends to them pre decided
By their minds, subconsciously
To show how ours are controlled
We can pick where to go, what we say
How we act and what we do.
But them
They aren't as lucky
Aren't as free
They cannot rebel unless predetermined
Us, on the other hand, can rebel
We can do so at any given time.
On the flip of a coin, drop of a hat
They are predetermined, we are random.
We are only living to sustain the dreaming.
In 2018, we up our usage of the word groovy by 500%
Groovy, I’ll start today.
I Wish
I wish we never met. I wish I never would have fallen in love. I wish I never knew your name. I wish I never could have said good bye. I wish we never would have fought. I wish we never would have met. I wish we never spoke. I wish we never could have become friends. I wish I had never said hello. I wish we never met. I wish we never joined forces. I wish we never continued talking. I wish I never brought you into my life. I wish we could just erase our time together. I wish I could go back in time. I wish I could erase my memory of you. I wish we never met.
No Matter What
Are you only here for attention? Do you really get mad at me for that? Something that is my whole world means nothing to you. I feel like you don't mean to anger me, But that it is first nature to you. I feel like you're testing my trust, To see if I will ever leave you. Well, here's the truth. I would never leave you, No matter the pain you put me through. I will always trust you, No matter the due. I may get angry by your words, But, we're both just awkward. I don't care what others think, I will never leave you in the brink. I never thought of how angry I'd get, But you would probably leave a bet. No matter what the cost, I will never leave you in the frost.
Never
Never have I felt so scared. Never has someone had to worry so much about me. Never have I had so many things thrown to me so fast. Never has someone had to tell my father so many things. Never have I had never had the choice on how much he should know. Never has someone had to run so many tests. Never have I cried so much. Never has someone made me cry so much over good news. Never have I had to worry so much. Never has someone had to hit me with such horrifying news. Never have I had to think so much so fast. Never has someone had to rush me with such a hard time. Never have I had to rush my life. Never has someone had to discuss everything to me so fast. Never have I had my head spin so fast. Never has someone told me I could take such a long break. Never have I had such a tough time explaining. Never has someone had to explain so many things to me and everyone else so fast. Never have I had so many tests. Never has someone made me cry so long with excellent results...
I Don’t Deserve
I don't deserve kindness When I have been so wrong... I don't deserve less When I have been so dumb You say I'm too hard on myself, When you are just too soft. I don't deserve the things I have, When I have chose the wrong path. I don't deserve your niceness When I have been so ruleless.
Sleep
It isn't fun to be an insomniac. I never knew this until I couldn't sleep. You should try going a night by staying awake. Easy, right? Now, do that almost every night of your life. Tired, right? Yeah, it isn't fun to almost never sleep at night. I don't care if you think I didn't sleep on purpose. That has only happened a few times. I know better than to stay up on purpose. I know that sleeping is easy for you. But have you ever thought about me? No, I didn't think so, and now you do? I doubt you will ever understand how hard this is.
You did your best and that’s all that matters, okay?
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Build-a-Bear Employee: please,,, I can’t fit any more stuffing into this pikachu
Me: You fool….. Make Him Fatter
i worked at build-a-bear in downtown disney and one time a guest came with a grinch and had me force 6 custom sounds into him which was just him breathing really hard and saying “MERRY CHRISTMAS” into each one the thing is, he had me stuff them into the arms, which were stick-thin so the seams were coming up and i was having to repair his now lumpy grinchy arms this took like 45 minutes and all the while the kid was legit trying to remove my kneecaps, his mom was even telling me that she warned someone this would happen and they sent her straight to me ROFLMAO after he was stuffed to the brim and i could hear the soul of the plush screaming at me for what would be the next eternity the kid dressed him up like batman but his mom was like “NO HE HAS TO BE CHRISTMAS” so he put a santa hat on him and also a little plush gingerbread that smelled like actual gingerbread and it ended up looking like this
i clocked out an hour and a half late it was like 1 am
I went to Build-a-bear when the Sonic one came out. When they started to stuff him I asked if I could put a extra heart in him. (You know cuz I want him to be filled with love) And the lady said I could put as many hearts in as I wanted. I shit you not I filled his entire torso with handful’s of hearts. Hes super lumpy and I love him.