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Reblog to cast healing for your homies.
TREASURE PLANET (2002)
AMAR CHADHA-PATEL as Thraxus Boorman in WILLOW (2022- ) Developed by Jonathan Kasdan
I can’t really put this anywhere else, if I do I feel like I’ll get empty sympathy… I already had to deal with that when my mom passed away. I just need to vent.
So backstory first to explain a bit. My mom passed about 4 years ago it was a stroke that caused a bleed in her brain. My dad after was utterly shattered not only had they been together since they were 15 and stayed together for 33 years, but my mom did everything for my dad. He had no idea how to live without her. So he fell into drug usage, heavily. Until he finally had enough and moved to Washington where most of my cousins and one of my aunts (his sisters) live. He eventually moved in with my aunt and a few cousins, where he started helping take care of this old man that my aunt was care taking for. In return the man’s son allowed my cousins, dad, and aunt live pretty much rent free. He had even said he would allow my family to live there once the man passed. He did pass a few months ago and now the son, despite receiving rent. Wants to sell the house. My dad is terrified because he lives off social security due to his mental issues. He’s afraid he’ll end up homeless. Now here is where I have an issue.
My dad has been telling me on a regular basis that if he ends up homeless, he will kill himself. I get quiet every time because what can I do? I live in Illinois, and I don’t even have my own place. I live with a friend and her grandmother. I make very little money, I could never afford an apartment by myself. Why tell me that? Why make me suffer and feel helpless? Why put me through losing a parent young twice? Why make my 12 year old sister live through that again? After you said how many times you would help her get away from our grandparents? This is the worst feeling in the world, next to my utter grief. I am hopeless and I just have to take it? I have to be strong and not let anyone see it bothers me? What in the fuck have I done to deserve this? I have been trying so hard and it all feels like for nothing. I did everything I could and I still fucking lose? I claw and I beg and I plead for most things to go right, I try and be optimistic but with EVERYTHING piling up, I feel my back breaking under the weight. And with my family lines being marked with so much mental illness, the future doesn’t look bright for me.
If God is real, he’s a hateful disgusting creature for making people suffer like this and worse.
In highschool I wrote a story about a middle-generation of stellar travelers. Their parents were born on earth and left as children, and the middle generation will not live long enough to see their destination. They live their entire lives on the ship and I wrote about them trying to find their place in everything. They will never know blue skies and warm beaches and open fields with warm breezes. They’ll never know birdsong or crickets or frogs. They’ll never hear the rain on the roof of a dreary day. I never could find the right way to end the story. I wanted it to be a happy ending, but I didn’t know how to do it.
I realize now that it was a book about me dealing with depression before I even knew it. Looking back at how blatant the projecting was, it’s obvious now. It wasn’t then.
In the story, the middle-generation people are lost. They’re apathetic. They’re just a placeholder. The only job they have is to keep the ship running, have kids, and die. As the middle generation of people began becoming adults, suicide rates were skyrocketing. Crime and drug rates were jumping. This generation was completely apathetic because they felt that they had no use.
In the story, a small group of people in the middle-generation create the Weather Project. They turn the ship into a terrarium. They make magnificent gardens and take the DNA of animals they took with them and recreate them and they make this cold, metal spaceship that they have to live their entire lives on into a home. They take what little they have and they break it and rearrange it into something beautiful. They take this radical idea and turn the ship into a wonderful jungle of trees and birds and sunshine.
And I realize now how much it reflects my state of mind as I transitioned from a child into an adult while dealing with depression. You always hear “it gets better” and “when you’re older things will be easier” and I was so sick of waiting for it to get better. I was in the middle-generation stage. And I was sick of it. I was so sick of waiting.
When I was in highschool I didn’t know how to end the story. I didn’t know how to have a happy ending. I didn’t have the life experience then to finish the story in a meaningful way. I didn’t know how to make it better for these middle-generation characters.
But now that I’m older, I’m learning. That if you sit and wait for things to get better, it never will. You have to take your life and break it apart and rearrange it into something beautiful. You have to make the cold metal ship into the garden that you deserve. You have to make your own meaning. You have to plant your own garden.
You have to teach yourself that being happy is not a radical idea.
God you guys I never thought this would become so popular 😱 I was gonna name it The Weather Project after the art installment that inspired it
By Olafur Eliasson
This is the most important post that I’ve ever made. Its for screaming out with every fiber of your being that you’re worth something. You’re worth everything.
When I worked at Walmart I used to do this whenever candles or wax melts came to my register, because I simply couldn’t help myself.
TREASURE PLANET (2002)
The Fugitive: Finding Home Masterlist
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Warnings: strong language, Resident Evil-esque violence and descriptions of gore, and dark/sexual themes
Summary: A once-in-a-lifetime trip turned dark. You’re quickly exposed to the sinister and mysterious world of a cursed village under the control of dark leaders. How long will you last and will you ever return home in one piece?
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Part 1 - The Beginning
Part 2 - Paths Meet
Part 3 - Foreign Thoughts
Part 4 - Forging Connections
Part 5 - Turning Gears
Part 6 - Burning Red
Part 7 - Glowing Embers
Part 8 - Well-Oiled Machine
Part 9 - Loose Screws and Tightened Bolts
HI LET’S SHARE NICOLE’S WORDS ON THE SUBJECT!
It has been literal years but every time I see Martin’s tweets posted somewhere and his word is shared as truth while her post is not shared it sort of reiterates the fact that we trust men to speak about feminism more than we believe women who experience it.
Interesting, innit? https://medium.com/@nickyknacks/working-while-female-59a5de3ad266
Reading her account of how their boss treated her blows me away. Men are so emboldened that they will literally admit to illegal discrimination casually and face no consequences.
In all the years of seeing this post I’ve never seen a link to her side. Didn’t even know she’d written one.
Adding screenshots of her post. His whole post is there without needing a link. Hers should be, too.
Also, she posted this is 2017! It’s fucking 2020 and I’ve seen his side of this for years, but it took 3 years for her side to make its way to my dash…
I’ve reblogged his story at least twice; it’s time for Nicole’s.
I got so angry while reading her side of it
good for her tho like Nicole you icon <3
Paolo Sebastian “East of the Sun and West of the Moon” Fall 2019 Couture Collection
why would you hide this in the tags
The voice acting didn’t have to hit like that
you have to unmute the voice acting is Oscar worthy
he sounds like an anime villain
💗Since y'all simping too💗
Monster fucker this, monster fucker that. What if I want a monster RELATIONSHIP huh?! Monster HAND HOLDING, monster INTIMATE CONVERSATIONS, monster COMFORTABLE SILENCE??