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[pr1nceshawn]

Tips That Can Save Your Kid’s Life.

[hiddlesherethereeverywhere]

THIS IS IMPORTANT 

When I was a child, from the time I was about four and could understand things, my mom told me and my brother that we should have a secret word. That way, if we were ever in trouble or felt unsafe and we didn’t want the people around us to know we needed her to come get us, we could let her know. So she let us pick the word and my brother and I chose the phrase “peanut butter cups.” (I’m happy to share the phrase now since both my brother and I are adults now). 

I used the phrase twice in my life. Once, I was at a friends house when I eight years old. Her dad got really drunk and was throwing things against the wall. I was really scared and I didn’t want to draw attention to myself on the phone when I called my mom to come get me because I didn’t know if he would get more violent if I asked her to come get me. So I called her and was calm and after a couple minutes I asked “Hey mommy, did you get me those peanut butter cups from the store?” And she said “I’ll be right there.” And she came and got me within minutes. 

Second, I was a teenager spending the night at a friends house. Her brother and dad were drinking and they started talking about things that made me uncomfortable - ie: what they liked to do to women. My friend didn’t seem perturbed and said that was normal for them and that I shouldn’t worry. But I was worried because they were really drunk and I was 15 and the only ‘woman’ around that wasn’t related to them. I went in my friends room, told her I needed to call my mom and say goodnight. Before I hung up with her I asked “Next time we go to the store, can we get some peanut butters cups? I’ve been craving them.” And she came and got me, just like that. 

Two incidents, one as a young child, one years later as a teen. Don’t discredit this stuff, it fucking works. My brother used it a few times too. Let your child pick the word and no never, ever, ever, ever get mad at them for using it no matter what it is. 

[titenoute]

DO NOT SCROLL PAST THAT.

[destinyrush]

Damn.

[whenmoments]

When you’re a Kardashian for the day

[indiequeensarewaiting]

lmao

[sunnybuttercup]

Thanks American Girl!

[jasonapham]

[liberalbutnotpartisan]

Yes, I prefer Bernie Sanders. But if Hillary Clinton’s the nominee, I’m voting for her. I will be damned if I live in a country with a President Cruz or President Trump.

[elloellenoh]

Important to remember. We must vote. If you choose not to vote because you prefer Bernie over Hilary or vice versa, then it essentially becomes a vote for the Republican party. Please vote.

[kimreesesdaughter]

Colorism is taught. Fathers talking about their desires for lightskinned women. Mothers telling their kids they’re too dark. Aunties telling you to not play outside because you’ll get (too) dark. It is taught.

[tacosandeepthoughts-deactivated]

[yourbigsisnissi]

the pressure on first generation children of immigrants 

to prove that you are indeed proof that parents’ sacrifice was worth it

is something that many Americans will never understand

[maaaririvera-deactivated2018051]

[palomaritablanca-deactivated202]

i would do this to all my corn as a kid 

[jasonptodd]

my dog: *falls asleep*

me: 

[dankmemeking]

[reclaimingthelatinatag]

Los Tigres del Norte and rockers Maná hold up a sign that translates to: “Latinos United, Don’t Vote For Racists” at the end of their performance at the 16th Latin Grammy Awards at the MGM Grand Garden Arena in Las Vegas. (Frazer Harrison/Getty Images for LARAS)

Latin Grammy Moment: Maná and Los Tigres del Norte hold up sign – ‘Don’t Vote For Racists’ - LA Times

[indiequeensarewaiting]

It’s almost the end of the quarter and I still do not like UCI. I haven’t found my community yet. I can’t help but to think back to CSUN and remember all the friends I had. They all brought happiness into my life at some point. And now all I have left are those memories. 

I’m tired of being a shitty friend. I’m tried of not texting people if they don’t text me. I have so many regrets, all of those birthday parties I didn’t go to, all of those hangouts I didn’t make an effort for. This is not who I want to be. 

Here I am trying to make a bridal party and I’m thinking should I invite them? Would they invite me to be a part of theirs? But this is so stupid. I want these people there and that is all that matters. These people are important to me right now. If they don’t need me to be a part of their wedding it’s fine, but everyone in mine will be asked because they at some point in my life were really important to me. 

I admire those who can constantly reach out to people who won’t reach back. That is what I want to be. Someone who will be remembered for always trying, not someone who wouldn’t try enough. I have learned that people are not as easily replaceable as I thought. The people in my life have all been special in some way and all had something different to offer. It’s time I let people know how much I appreciate them!

[profeminist]

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[so-loving]