Waitress (2007), dir. Adrienne Shelly
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Waitress (2007), dir. Adrienne Shelly
is Andrew Garfield actually gay or is he just like really really extra about his allyship
mr garfield what the fuck does this mean
Garfield’s straight until he’s horny
Can you not just say Garfield please
She wears short skirts I’m clad only in bubble wrap She’s cheer captain and I’m performing my famous lawn chair handcuff dance to the sounds of iced tea being stirred
negative self talk and self image are LITERALLY forms of self harm!!!! recognise your own toxic behaviour and the fact that you are most likely your own worst enemy and fight that shit!!!! bitch!!!!
Didn’t they have to put her on suicide watch? When things got *really* bad? After she nearly threw herself out a window?
You *all* very nearly drove a young vulnerable woman to her death.
Over some stupid extra-martial fling.
Let’s think about that.
She was 19 years old. Let’s also think about that.
At best, what she did was stupid. Let’s think about all the stupid shit we all did when we were 19.
At worst, what Bill Clinton did to her was rape. He was in an extreme position of power over her. Calling what he did to her coercion is being lenient.
She was 19 years old. Society nearly drove a 19 year old girl to suicide because she was coerced into oral sex by a grown, married man who could have been her father. We like to talk about far away countries that kill girls who are raped and how uncivilized that is. We did the exact same thing.
She is still looked at as a joke (“he Monica Lewinsky-ed all on my gown”).
We continue to do the exact same thing, to her and to others. We need to be better.
I remember to this day the image of her leaving a restaurant surrounded by male reporters grabbing her and groping her and jerking her off her feet. Predators.
In her TED talk (link) she talks about how, when the scandal first erupted and her life fell apart, her mom spent every night by her bedside and insisted that she shower with the bathroom door open. For months. Her family was terrified that if she was left alone she’d try to commit suicide.
The whole second season of Slate’s Slow Burn podcast is a deep-dive into the scandal and resulting fallout. It’s really well-done and educational (especially since, for most of us, we either hadn’t been born yet or were too young to really be aware of it at the time), but I had to stop after two episodes because it was making me so incredibly angry.
The extent to which this young woman was betrayed by people she thought she could trust, abused by a system that claims to be a paragon of justice, and abandoned by a general public that was apathetic to her plight at best (and actively relishing/contributing to her abuse at worst) is, frankly, overwhelming. It broke my heart.
We treat her story (and Anita Hill’s, and many more) as though it’s the product of some sort of bygone era. As though we’ve evolved. That’s such a fucking joke - as anyone who watched the Kavanaugh hearings knows, something exactly like this could (and, in all likelihood, will) happen again tomorrow
Yea, Lewinsky.
And Lorena Bobbitt. Like damn.
During the most poor and homeless period of my life, I had a lot of people get angry with me because I spent $25 on Bath and Body Works candles during a sale. They couldn’t comprehend why the hell I would do that when I had been fighting for months to try and get us on our feet, afford food, and have an apartment to live in.
Those candles were placed beside wherever I slept that night. In the morning, I would move them and set them wherever I’d have to hang out. At one point I carried one around in my purse - one of those big honking 3-wick candles. I never lit them, but I’d open them and smell them a lot.
I credit that purchase with a lot of my drive that got me to where I am today. I had been working tirelessly, 15+ hour days with barely any reward, constantly on the phone or trying to deal with organizations and associations to “get help at”. It’d gone on for almost a year by the end of it, and I was so burnt out, to the point that I would shake 24/7. But I could get a bit of relief from my 3-wick “upper middle class lifestyle” candles. They represented my future goals, my home I wanted to decorate, and how I would one day not be in this mess anymore.
When we moved into the apartment, and our financial status improved, I burned those candles every single day. When they were empty, I cleaned them out, stuck labels on them, and they became the starting point of my really cute organization system I had ALWAYS planned to have.
So whenever I hear about someone very poor getting themselves a treat - maybe it’s Starbucks, maybe it’s a home deco item, maybe it’s a video game… I don’t judge them. I get it. I get that you can’t go without anything for that long without it making you go crazy. You need to pull some joy, inspiration, and motivation from somewhere.
poor people deserve things they want, too. it is unfair to expect poor people to only buy things they “need”.
My grandfather used to tell me: if you only have 20 kr left, you buy grocery for 10 kr and flowers for the other 10 kr because you need a reason to live as well.
We are not machines and an unmet need is an unmet need.
hey just so u know I’m here for the girls who have slept with people who they didn’t like and girls who look back on old hook ups and feel gross. girls who have slept with people because they needed the sexual validation but had bad experiences or wished that thy hadn’t gone near those people. girls who found out how bad the people were after the fact. the character of your hookups doesn’t reflect your character. you’re all wonderful and I’m here for u
They didn’t know.
The struggles of putting up a real christmas tree early, part 1
deleting your vent post 3 minutes after compulsively writing it
“what the fuck is wrong with me?” i ask, fully aware of the mood, personality, and anxiety disorders i have
lower-income people tend to be “hoarders” and richer people are able to do more “minimalist” living spaces. if u don’t have much, you will hold onto any little thing that comes across your way. you got a new tv, but you still keep the old tv because you know things can break. you keep extra boxes of macaroni and cheese lying around because there will be a week when you don’t have money for groceries. you hold onto your stacks of books and clothes for dear life. those are your assets. physical evidence of where your money’s gone. it’s hard to get rid of it. the bare wall is terrifying when you don’t have much.
Fuck. This makes so much sense and explains so much about me. I must have inherited this from my mum.
so I’d normally put this in the tags but it’s kind of a lot so just reblog this from OP to skip my commentary. But I dogsit for a family who is clearly LOADED. Their house is immaculate. High, vaulted ceilings, wood flooring, two chandeliers in one room. These things are fancy, right ?? I really don’t know, anything that isn’t tile or 30 year old carpet seems fancy to me. It also so… bare. Everything is organized perfectly, they have no excess. Their decor is extravagant and yet minimal - it is carefully and precisely executed. Nothing that doesn’t match the aesthetic sits in their living room. I tried to replicate some of it, but it’s just not possible. I have every book I’ve ever owned, my mom keeps papers upon papers, VHSs in a dresser, how do you just get rid of these things when you know you may not have the opportunity to buy them again? How must it feel to live in such orderly quarters where everything is replaceable?
This really locked into my brain when I was reading one of the declutter your space things and it suggested getting rid of duplicate highlighters and pens. /Pens/. It suggested that you needed one or two working pens, so if you had extra you should get rid of them. That was when I realized minimalist living was /innately/ tied to having spare money, because the idea was, of course you just went out and bought the single replacement thing whenever the first thing broke. You obv. Had the time and money to only ever hold what you needed that moment, because you could always buy more later.
there’s a nice article titled “minimalism is just another boring product wealthy people can buy” by Chelsea Fagan which i feel addressed lots of my problems with minimalism, you can read it [here]
All this is true, and I think storage space is a factor too. If you have to fit your whole life into one room with one closet, it’s really easy for clutter to build up. If you have a giant house with walk-in closets and a big basement and a shed out back, it’s a lot easier to make your living spaces look “minimalist.”
the care bears always make fun of bedtime bear bc hes tired all the time and accidentally falls asleep but its only bc he stays up all night to make sure that everyone else sleeps well and to banish nightmares and protect people
I’ve watched this like 30 times and I cant stop laughing aksjska
the girl has big dick energy
she stole all of his dick energy and killed him
I’m the girl making sure everyone knows he lost