fandom tumblr was another casualty of streaming services. we used to be on here posting about the episodes that were coming out weekly and posting gifs and writing insane shit about the tv shows we liked. now a new season of a show will drop and we’ll talk about it for a week. two weeks tops. and then that show will leave collectively conscious for 1+ year till the next season drops. there’s a reason succession sundays was a blast on here
we used to have real television
idc early seasons supernatural had absolutely insane aesthetics. loud ass classic car. trunk full of rosaries and weapons. everything shaded in green blue tones. religious imagery. daddy issues. early 2000s. endless forests and winding roads. diners and chunky laptops. motel walls covered in articles and newspaper and string. leather jackets and zippos. flip phones. spn got worse cause she left her era.
Pastel babies
sTOPPPPPP THEY ARE SO CUTE
The ease in which Palestinian men are dehumanized. People saw those lineups of halfnaked men and there was relatively no international uproar. Is sexual violence against our men permissible for some reason as long as you write them off as "terrorists"? Humiliation is part of the colonizers' playbook after all. But this is a complex issue of two politically equal entities so don't worry about it.
That last line was sarcasm.
took a nap earlier. had a dream i posted "youre a transmasc waiting for top surgery, im a cannibal, lets arrange something mutually beneficial" and i had a thousand positive responses. then i woke up and fried some rice and watched smosh
the first time i realized symbols of palestine are oranges and olives smth legit got shaken within me. those are symbols of my land too. i live on the mediterranean sea. olives are in each song and painting of my people. there is an olive in my garden. there is a huge old olive in the middle of my city, older than internet, older than phones, older than the apartheid colony. if occupiers came here and bombed them i legit dunno how id feel. my cousins cut down the trees my mother gave her entire inheritance for; she gave up a house just to see them protected. two orange trees. do you know what a tree means. people of palestine being ready to give life for their trees. do you realize how sacred these two sorts - olives and oranges - are. olive is a sacred tree in so many cultures. there is something so cruel about violating them. theyre life-givers, theyre older than occupiers. the hubris you must have to cut down a single tree on the land which isnt yours, which is older than you. thats act of unparalled narcissism, of challenging god directly. trees so sacred their branches were thrown to jesus. to give someone an olive branch means to extend a hand of peace. holy spirit is a white dove with an olive branch in its mouth. the hubris you must have to go against the tree of peace itself
-Aristotels
I love it when people tell me about me because I have no idea who I am
I like to hear their interpretations of the persona that I’ve shown them
construction of the self through the eye of the other
“young adult dystopian novels are so unrealistic lmao like they always have some random teenage girl rising up to inspire the world to make change.”
a hero emerges
And just like in the novels, grown men and women are going out of their way to destroy her. Support our hero.
And it’s not even like it doesn’t happen regularly.
Teenage girls are amazing.
Sometimes they’re not even teenagers
Reblog every time a girl is discredited/ignored
Who they are:
This isn’t a coincidence. Revolutions almost always happen when the population of a country is at its youngest and that’s a lot more true nowadays with social media.
Claudette Colvin was actually the first one to refuse her seat in Montgomery, Alabama to a white passenger. The movement chose to promote Rosa Parks as the figure for that form of protest because Claudette was a pregnant 15-year-old girl.
Barbara Rose Johns was a 16-year-old who organized a student strike protesting segregated schools. This strike, after gaining support of the NAACP, became a lawsuit that turned into Brown vs. The Board of Education and resulted in the desegregation of U.S schools nationally.
7th-grader Mary Beth Tinker, disturbed by the Vietnam War, decided to wear an arm band with a peace sign on it in protest. Her school suspended her. Her family filed a suit, Tinker vs. Des Moines, which reached the Supreme Court and ruled in her favor, ensuring that students and teachers maintain their right to free speech while in school.
Freddie & Truus Oversteegen were sisters who joined a Dutch resistance movement in WWII in their teens. They lured, ambushed, and assassinated Nazis and Dutch collaborators. They also blew up a railway line, transported Jewish refugees to new hiding places, and worked in an emergency hospital.
Our history books may like to showcase male figures, but behind every movement is a young girl ready to make a change. It was true then, it’s true now, and future generations of teenage girls will go on to inspire progress, whether they’re credited or not.
whenever i see that post about swapping female characters with male ones in video games i always think about this
finally…men are becoming sluts again
nature is healing
Wild things I have learnt in therapy:
I like how teens are too young to figure out their sexuality unless its heterosexual
Idk how people find this old post like once a week but I will say as a closeted 15 year old nothing can describe how much confidence it gave me that everyone agreed with me. That it’s all bullshit. I was so angry and frustrated at the world not taking me seriously, and the thousands and thousands of people reblogging showed me that I wasn’t alone. I wasn’t crazy and heteronormativity is all bullshit. Being queer is as natural as breathing air.
im not immune to how corsets make breasts look
no fucking way
the aliens are going to have questions about our world that absolutely no one will ever be able to answer
Oppa public art!
i am so angry about mohammed al kurd's twitter account getting banned because people like him who are very well equipped to talk about the cause and are devoted to bringing the palestinian perspective to the outside are like gems at a time like this when grifters like shaun king are trying to tout themselves as the face of the movement. every day i see big accounts with clearly dishonest intentions get many views and likes while palestinian journalists and writers get censored..
When I was a (unmedicated, undiagnosed ADHD) kid, like, under 12, my room was a mess all the time. Not shocking.
I struggled keeping it clean.
I struggled getting it clean.
I would sincerely put in quite a bit of effort and be really proud of the progress I made. Then one of my parents would come check and see how I was doing.
"Well, you've still got a long way to go."
That sentence. I was like, 11 when my parents were saying that to me. It was crushing. All my pride and satisfaction with my work was completely gone. All my effort was worthless to them. All they saw what everything I didn't do.
At the age of ELEVEN, I knew that wasn't right. That wasn't fair. I swore to myself I would never invalidate someone's work like that.
Now, at 30, I catch myself thinking 'I cleaned up, but my apartment is still so messy.' and I flashback to standing in my bedroom as a child, hearing those fucking words from my parents.
'No. I wouldn't invalidate someone else's work. I'm not going to invalidate my own. I did good. I made progress.' and I'll list the things that I DID get done to myself.
You deserve credit for all the progress you make.
You deserve credit for all the work you do.
It doesn't matter how much work you have left.
What you accomplish, no matter how small, counts. Even when what you accomplished was taking a day to rest and recharge and give yourself a break.
Never let anyone invalidate your work. Not even you.
