"there's no platonic explanation for this" some of y'all need better friends
"there's no platonic explanation for this" some of y'all need to be better friends
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@shortkingwolfdad
"there's no platonic explanation for this" some of y'all need better friends
"there's no platonic explanation for this" some of y'all need to be better friends
GET ABSOLUTELY SHRIMPED!!!
"Stop scrolling and please help me spread the word, because if I've landed on your page you're most likely either a black woman or someone who cares about black women and the simple phrase I'm about to share could help save a black woman's life.
Doctors are to black women what police officers are to black men. That may seem controversial but I believe it to be true and I speak from personal experience.
If you've seen this TikTok you know that a 2016 study showed that 50% of medical students and residents thought that black people couldn't feel pain the same as white people.
And we learned from this video that because of a 1999 study, to this day, there's a black correction factor for the creatinin levels in black people's kidneys, meaning we're less likely to recieve a kidney transplant if needed.
So if you go to a doctor, feel you aren't getting proper treatment or they refuse the treatment you've requested, say to them the following:
I will need you to document on record that you are refusing the treatment (or medicine) I've requested, and the reason you are doing so."
This works. I have used it in other situations. If medical staff have to document and take responsibility and be on the hook legally for doing shady shit they behave much differently.
If you weren’t already going to spread this advice because black women are at risk, then spread it because it’s applicable to everyone else as well, including you reading this.
But particularly women, and especially black women.
I’M RIGHT BEHIND YOU
Thank you Evil Wizard, it’s good to know someone has our backs
IN A SCARY WAY
Thank you Evil Wizard, finally someone to scare away the creeps!
I FEEL LIKE WE NEED TO WORK ON OUR COMMUNICATION
I’M RIGHT BEHIND YOU
Thank you Evil Wizard, it’s good to know someone has our backs
IN A SCARY WAY
Thank you Evil Wizard, finally someone to scare away the creeps!
I FEEL LIKE WE NEED TO WORK ON OUR COMMUNICATION
boring take from real 21st century idiots: bdsm is bad because it's basically torture
interesting take from a fictional 14th century monk: torture is bad because it's basically sex
Shoutout to the nun who had other nuns tie her up and pour hot wax on her as she confessed her sins
I'm sure that's true, but something tells me googling "nun tied up by other nuns" "hot wax" "confessing sins" will likely get what you might call rather un-academic results
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the goal is to always have days so good that you forget you have a phone
you put those tags on this post where they belong
I LOVE how Kara’s hair just goes everywhere in this film. It’s whipping around at the bus, it’s freezing in a mess around her head in space, it’s draped over her head and hiding her face from vomit. It so satisfying to watch! And then her final sun moment where it’s flowing majestically in the wind really fits how she’s stepping into her hero shoes!!!
Ok but like. She’s an alcoholic. She’s angry. She’s grieving and it’s messy. She pisses people off on purpose. She cares about her dog more than anything. She maybe kidnapped a thirteen year old. She’s grumpy. She starts bar fights. She hasn’t done the dishes in weeks. She breaks things and hit people. I love her.
(feminist) thoughts on kara and ruthye's back-and-forth on the 'ruination' of spirits, souls, and hearts. ruthye and kara are resting in a room, and unbeknownst to them, the couple downstairs is ready to trade them to traffickers (two girls for one). kara shares her past, telling ruthye that clark, he's not 'like them'--- he's not ruined, not broken or tainted like she is, like how ruthye is. and ruthye's reaction to that is visible; she comes from a place of safety, only recently torn away from her by traffickers that exploit girls and women. she is new to this notion of taintedness, of brokenness. it's hard not to frame that as a metaphor for virginity, in some way: clark is hopeful, he is safe, he is a man. kara and ruthye have both been torn away from something, and with that, something has been torn from them, as young girls.
i love how this theme recurs throughout the film, with ruthye begging kara to let her kill krem: "i'm ruined anyways". and in that moment, kara realises what she's, unknowingly, dropped onto ruthye; the thought that ruthye, in having something (her family, in this case) torn from her without her consent, is forever adulterated, tarnished. the way that when women are sexually assaulted, they are adulterated by society. so kara is quick to fight that, realizing the weight of her words. i think the power in this sort of feminist narrative is kara's understanding that she is unintentionally treating ruthye as she treated herself, and finally seeing the flaws in those self-destructive modes of thought. similar to how all women must unlearn misogyny in order to love ourselves.
in the end, the two of them are not ruined. their bodies have seen pain and violence, and they themselves have enacted pain and violence, but that doesn't mean that either of them are sullied or irredeemable, or have some kind of permanent darkness within them. neither are women who have been assaulted or trafficked. supergirl 2026 discerns these concepts in a gentle but wonderfully nuanced way, and i absolutely adored it.
Drinking soda is better than drinking nothing all day. Eating ice cream for dinner is better than eating nothing for dinner. Eating salsa is better than having no produce in your diet at all.
Water is way more hydrating than soda, but soda is more hydrating than nothing. A balanced meal is way more nutritious than ice cream, but ice cream is more nutritious than nothing.
Something is better than nothing. Some hydration is better than no hydration. Some nutrients are better than no nutrients. Some produce is better than no produce.
Don't let societally imposed food guilt trick you into believing that nothing is a better choice. Nourishing your body, however you can, is always the better choice. Fed is best. Always.
food has no moral value. being fed does.
the silent scream made the whole thing, like, grief so overwhelming she’s going to burst, about being so full of sadness and rage all while knowing that to release that grief is to hurt those around her, because her scream, one that anguished, would level buildings, so she flies to space, screams into a void that sucks out everything inside of her, and is enveloped by the cold emptiness, because to feel her grief is to do harm, so instead she holds it inside and slowly cracks underneath it all, has the breath stolen from her lungs, ribs cracking under pressure, endless silence, nothing she can do does anything
"is 35 too old for the club?"
Madonna is still singing about popping her pussy on the dancefloor at nearly 70 years old
shoutout to fat nonbinary people
everyone say thank you to fat nonbinary people
sources: l.e.s. by donald glover // this year by the mountain goats // maya hornbacher, madness // watchisjawdrop on tumblr // wuntrum on tumblr // kim kardashian // unknown // godblessryankent on tiktok // nayyirah waheed // unknown // lev st. valentine
on hope, finally