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happy galentine’s day
I need this.
Reblogged last year, hoping it comes this year
Apparently Mary Elizabeth Winstead in Birds of Prey wielding a crossbow isn’t sexy according to a man ??
it’s almost as if men are used to seeing women in film through a male gaze where they are sexualized and objectified for male pleasure and approval.??
huh anyway MEN are weak and ladies enjoy Mary Elizabeth Winstead looking hot and powerful as Huntress
like THAT ^^^^^^^^^ is sexy men need to grow up
Hmmmmm I wonder why
I know this isn’t specifically about Harley Quinn, but since it’s her movie, I gotta make the comparison. I mean I wonder why all men were drooling over this Harley
But I havent heard a single male praise for her hotness since the trailers for her movie came out and they find out now she looks like this
I MEAN
I W O N D E R W H Y
the difference a woman makes thank god
Let’s just not let straight cis men write and direct movies anymore
U kno sometimes u just gotta eat some garlic bread and move on
Children growing up in abuse always keep asking themselves just why their parents hate them so much? What have they done to deserve it? What is so horrible about them that they would deserve this level of hatred? And abusive parents supply answers daily, you’re a financial burden, you need food and clothes and attention, you sometimes don’t do things exactly how they want, you don’t deliver parent’s expectations, and on top of that, they insist there’s something so unlovable, despicable and disgusting inside of you, that nobody could possibly love you.
This breaks children’s spirit. Because we as children, we all have no choice but to love our parents. We love them even as they hate us. And we do everything in our power to stop them from hating us so much. We lower our wants and needs, until we’re barely any burden at all. We don’t ask for new clothing or new stuff anymore, we make do, we try to work off whatever money parents spend on us, we don’t ask for attention anymore, even when we really need it. We try our hardest to meet parent’s expectations, we push ourselves in everything so hard we end up breaking our spirits. Every single mistake means we deserved more hatred. Every “less than perfect” result causes us to break down because again, it means we deserve the hatred and punishment, because once again we are worthless in our parents’ eyes.
And nothing works, even as our parents insist it’s because of our own faults and selfishness and demands that they hate us, even as we bring it to a minimum, even as we give up everything we’re entitled to have in a family, the hatred doesn’t go away. We come home and parets we worked so hard to please look us in contempt, lash out at us, act as if everything would be better if only we didn’t exist. How is a child supposed to go on? We know we can’t survive without our parents, we know we need to be accepted as a part of the family in order to have a place in our community, in order to be safe, to have a future. And our parents, people who are supposed to accept us, who are supposed to know us the best, because they’ve known us for our entire lives, they say no, you don’t belong anywhere, you’re not wanted anywhere, this world doesn’t need or want anyone like you.
It’s not a wonder we all end up growing up terrified we can’t be loved, that we’ll never be a part of anything. Even rejection and abandonment from friends and partners are huge blows for us, because it’s not about “not getting what we want”, it’s proof that our parents were right, that we can never deserve to be loved. It makes life miserable and terrifying for us. Being singled out as one human who cannot be redeemed, who cannot deserve a place in someone’s heart, and being told over and over again there’s something deep inside of us that is wrong and selfish, and justifies all the abuse done to us, it’s torture. We’re set up as children, to keep going thru torture for rest of our lives, because our parents didn’t have the decency to sit down, and admit the problem was never in us. It’s them who didn’t have a capacitiy to give us a loving home. It’s them who took advantage of a child who had nowhere else to go, and force them into life of hatred and abuse. It’s them who watched a child struggle with unbearably painful concept of themselves being unlovable, when they did nothing wrong, nothing to deserve it, nothing that would justify them being denied of warmth, acceptance and love. It’s them who let that child suffer, and felt nothing. It’s them who caused the suffering, and could have stopped it, but they didn’t. They benefited of it. They made sure it continued. They made sure all of their faults were hidden, and instead had a child believe there was no place for them in the world.
You try to tell me they’re not monsters. You just try to tell me there’s a child in the world who deserved this.
Common experiences with abusive mom:
hyper fixates on your appearance, constantly makes you incredibly self-aware of how you look and what others are thinking of you
compares you to other people, to show you what you should be more like (or look more like), making you feel like you’re the only worthless person
tries to control and micromanage your appearance, threatens you with missing out this and that if you don’t look up to her standards
uses you as emotional and psychological support
tells you how you are the only one who understands and loves her, forcing you to bear the burden of living as her “support system”
constantly makes you feel guilty for everything that is happening to her, makes you feel as if you owe her to make the world a bearable place for her
shares traumatic stories from her past that you are too young to understand and react to, expects unconditional emotional support and therapy from you even when you are a child
if the dad is abusive too, accuses you of being “just like him” or tells you that you remind her of him when she lashes out on you
also if father or another person is abusing you, she stands on their side or just pretends not to see or notice it’s going on, later tells you it’s your fault
silences your opinions with “you don’t know anything”
shows exaggerated concern for you for purpose of controlling where you go and what you do, makes you feel obliged to avoid certain places or situations so “she wouldn’t worry” but it extends to stuff you would usually be able to do safely, like hanging out with friends or traveling or having a social life
forces you to center her well being and her happiness more than your own and if you do anything for your own good, you will be called out for not thinking of her first
doesn’t feel responsible for providing you with decent meals or wardrobe, doesn’t notice when you’re hungry or lacking in basic resources, but lashes out at you if anyone else notices for “embarrassing her”
or alternatively, is crazy controlling over when you’re allowed to eat, what you’re allowed to eat, and what resources you are allowed to have
pushes you into interests and activities she wants you to have, disregards and criticizes everything you do that she doesn’t like
her behavior towards you changes in public, she becomes must more concerned over how other people perceive her relationship to you, is generally nicer if other people are listening
feigns concern towards you in front of others, in private keeps telling you how you’ll never make anything out of yourself
tries very hard to keep you at home forever if possible, refuses to teach you basic life skills, denies you resources you need to learn how to make something on your own, convinces you that you are in fact, helpless and incapable of survival without her, insists that you be dependent on her
breaks into your privacy, demands sensitive information about your relationships, conversations and thoughts, everything you do not feel comfortable about telling her because you know she’ll use it against you
accuses you of being a failure as a child, for being “heartless” and not caring about her at all, reminds you of everything she’s been thru only to raise you, talks as if she sacrificed herself for you
has periods where she doesn’t seem to even notice you, then in other times is completely obsessed with you and wont let you out of her sight
acts aggressive at times but always with pretense that her violence doesn’t count because she’s not physically able to seriously injure you, disregards all psychological and mental wounds of being assaulted and hurt by your own mother
acts like you’re an extension of her and have no existence or life of your own, refuses to accept any individuality and tries to prevent you from growing up and becoming your own person
makes you feel too guilty to say no to her, uses every social convention to make you feel as if you’re using and discarding your poor mother when all you want is to create a single boundary
refuses to acknowledge any of your successes but brings up your failures as a proof that nothing will ever become of you
insists over and over again that all she does is out of concern and love
Wu-Tang Clan performing C.R.E.A.M on NPR Tiny Desk Concert
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Rza (1996)
Corporations are like *rakes in $100 billion* “it is too expensive to stop using sweatshop child labor” and people believe them
reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)
OH MY FUCKING GOD, IT’S BACK ON MY DASH.
THIS SHIT WORKS OKAY, I AM DEAD SERIOUS.
The last time I saw this on my dash, I didn’t think it would happen, so jokingly I wished I could go to a fun. concert.
AND GUESS WHAT, I WENT TO A FUCKING FUN. CONCERT.
THIS SHIT WORKS, TRY IT.
YOOOOOOO
I SAW THIS ON MY DASH THE OTHER DAY AND THOUGHT “ITS WORTH A TRY” SO I WISHED I COULD GET A 3DS
LITERALLY LIKE 4 DAYS LATER MY DAD SENT ME A PICTURE OF THE 3DS XL HE BOUGHT FOR ME WHILE I WAS AT SCHOOL
IM STILL FREAKING OUT ABOUT THIS
holy fuck, I didn’t expect this to work, I was like psh, whatever it’s just a quick reblog, but I wished my Dad would actually respond back to me AND HE FUCKING DID A FEW DAYS LATER, I GOT A FUCKING TEXT FROM MY DAD TODAY WHO HASN’T SPOKEN OR RESPONDED TO ME IN MONTHS HOLY FUCK WHAT IS THIS MAGIC IT WORKS.
I WANTED TO SEE MY BOYFRIEND AND I DIDN’T THINK I’D GET DAYS OFF BUT THIS WEEKEND I’M HEADING UP THERE??? THIS IS CRAZY SHIT
SO LIKE I JOKINGLY WISHED FOR MY OWN LEN KAGAMINE AND THEN LIKE A WEEK LATER I GOT A LEN NENDOROID??? H ELP
WTF OKAY SO THIS SHOT ACTUALLY WORKS BECAUSE WHEN I WISHED, I HAD WISHED MY CRUSH WOULD LIKE ME BACK AND GUESS WHAT? I HAVE A BOYFRIEND NOW. WHAT THE HELLLLL?????
ok I’ve said this before but IM DOING IT AGAIN THE FIRST TIME I SAW THIS, MY WISH DID COME TRUE SO I REBLOGED AGAIN AND SAID IT IN THE TAGS BUT THEN I WISHED FOR SMTH ELSE AND IT LITERALLY LITERALLY HAPPENED LIKE A COUPLE DAYS LATER WHAT THE HELL SO NOW IM WRITING THIS HERE FOR YOU BC I DONT BELIEVE IN THIS CRAP BUT STILL IT’S AN AWFULLY BIG COINCIDENCE
THE BOY I FELL I LOVE WITH LEFT TO TRAVEL THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD AND HAS BEEN GONE NOW FOR 3 MONTHS. WE HAVENT SPOKEN SINCE BECAUSE I DIDNT WANT TO MAKE HIM FEEL TRAPPED TO ME AND NOT ENJOY HIS TIME SO I WAITED FOR HIM TO CONTACT ME FIRST. I SAW THIS ON A PARTICULARLY LOW DAY WHEN I WAS MISSING HIM SO MUCH I CRIED FROM THE PAIN, GUYS I REALLY LOVE HIM, SO I THOUGHT MEH WHAT THE FUCK, AND WISHED HE WOULD JUST LET ME KNOW HE WAS OKAY.
GUYS.
HE FUCKING CALLED ME 20 MINUTES LATER
20 FUCKNG. MINUTES. LATER.
GOOD THINGS DO HAPPEN. AND ITS IN THIS POST.
I wish for someone to leave something in my ask.
OKAY SO I ASKED FOR A HEDGEHOG AND NOW GUESS WHO HAS A PET HEDGEHOG
I WISHED FOR SNK MERCH THE FIRST TIME. I GOT A JACKET.
I WISHED FOR MY GIRLFRIEND THE SECOND TIME. I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND.
THIS WORKs I WISHED I WAS MOVING TO NORTH CAROLINA AND GUESS WHAT GUYS IM MOVING TO NC IN AUGUST I PROMISE U IM NOT LYING
guys ok ur probably thinking that this is all just bs right? WELL I THOUGHT SO TOO BUT I WISHED MY CRUSH WOULD CHAT ME AND HE DID AND IM FREAKING OUT not even kidding i swear on my grampas grave this works
I love this it always works for me yey thank u shooting star :’)
woah the notes let’s hope my wish comes true
I️ usually don’t fall for stuff like this but why not. Y’know? So here it goes. Please let this wish come true🌟🙏
OK WHAT THE ACTUAL HECK LIKE FIVE MINUTES AFTER I️ REBLOGGED THIS MY WISH CAME TRUE I️ KID YOU NOT. LIKE I️ CANT MAKE SOMETHING LIKE THIS UP OMG WHAT THE ACTUAL HECK
LIKE ALDHSLSBDBALAKFBSLAKSBDKA
I️ STILL CANT BELIEVE THIS FREAKING WORKED
https://www.instagram.com/p/BbwsdYGHPB8/
I’ve had so many knives stuck into me. When they hand me a flower, I can’t quite make out what it is. It takes time.
Charles Bukowski
“I remember driving out of the city in the middle of the night with the Moon as my only companion. I was a living carcass of a love that was not meant to be and everything that failed to be complete. I remember driving endlessly, only to find myself atop a hill. The night was breezy and strangely peaceful. I did not know where I was, but it felt like I was still on track, like I had been found. I was all alone, all by myself without a shoulder to lean on, but I was not lonely. That was when I came to realize the beauty of solitude.”
— Lukas W. // The beauty of solitude
“I think when you spend enough time when it’s quiet around you and you don’t open your mouth for three or four days, there’s parts of your brain that can kind of rest. I think when we’re out in the world and we have to talk to people, we edit ourselves. You know, we have to like, act a little bit. As honest as we may be as humans, when we’re out here, we’re all kind of wearing mirrors on our faces. You know, constantly reacting to how to react to the people around you. And I think when you’re alone for a long enough time, you can feel a lot more peace.”
— Justin Vernon
oh you don’t have prime? sucks to be you 💅🏼