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this is so fucking funny I love sharks
On the subject about parents needing to control their child's reading and invade their privacy in order to "protect" them from "inappropriate material:
Until I was in....college? At least? The vast, vast majority of the books I read were either a) assigned by my school or b) (the vast majority of my reading) provided to me by my mother.
My mom is a librarian. She filled our rooms with books, picked especially for us. She pointed out books on the shelves in our home library (separate from our bedroom shelves) that she thought we would like. She bought us books for birthdays, Christmas, and just stacks of recommendations. She once paid me $10 to read one of the Cirque Du Freak books because she said I needed "to be exposed to bad literature."
She respected my privacy in room, didn't go through my belongings. She explicitly pointed out to us that she wouldn't know if we took a particular book of the shelf, as long as we returned it, if we didn't want her to know we were reading it. She purposely brought us books that she didn't care for herself, because she thought we might find them valuable or enjoyable.
And if we wanted to read something she thought might upset or disturb us, she would explain why. She wouldn't stop us from reading it - just ask us to check in with her, to talk through it.
And so when I read something that upset or disturbed me, I would go to her. She would listen and talk through it with me.
If she said she didn't think I would like something, or that a book might disturb me, or that she thought I should wait until I was older, I listened to her.
She didn't need restrictions or control to protect me. Because she proved I could trust her.
Controlling kids is never about "protecting" them. It's just about control.
these are still the most hilarious
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what the fuck man you cant do that
lets play throw each other down the concrete staircase
the silence becomes a presence
This is so sad they won't let it outside and it can't forget what it saw 💔
honestly i think im good without that thanks
click this button every weekend or you cant read my blog
hop drink…………
You can only click this in moderation.
ah; okay…… how many clicks then ?
1000 for all your life. On the thousand-and-first click you lose the human form
in 2018, you can click it all you like, no consequences–that’s my philosophy
You’re going to turn into something
Hmmm? What’d you say? I can’t hear
Ah, well, back to sipping…
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This is the oldest undeleted Post on Tumblr, posted October 24th, 2006. It has a Post ID of 53, so technically it was the 53rd Post ever created.
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I wish depression were an emergency. I wish someone could take one look at how sick I am and go “oh my god, we need to get you to a hospital!” and then when we get there I get rushed into surgery and the surgeons say “it’s a good thing you brought her here when you did, this is a seriously advanced case” and then they put me under and spend the next ten hours pulling metres of long, sticky black strands of gunk out of my body, throwing it immediately into an incinerator so that it can’t infect anyone else. And then they could stitch me back up and I could rest a few days, and when I leave the hospital everyone can see how much better I am and they congratulate me saying “well done, you’ve been so brave, I’m so glad you’re ok. I love you.”
Sister post to The Vitamin
stupid thing about me is I don’t cut corners but I also have no work ethic. if I do something it WILL be done right. no telling whether I’ll actually fucking do it tho
Ah, the fatal combination of having pride in my work but fuckall executive functioning.
i cant believe connie is a filthy homestuck
EXCUSE YOU
fucking digimon fandom from left field holy shit
u guys realize the sun is a thing right it’s been out for awhile now
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