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Rest in peace, Stan Lee (December 28, 1922 ā November 12, 2018)
Stan Lee + MCU cameos (2008ā2018)
āWas he wearing a parachute?ā āNo. No, he wasnāt.ā
Captain America: The Winter Soldier (2014) dir. Anthony and Joe Russo
Donāt want to give my heart away
To another stranger
Donāt let another day begin
Wonāt let the sunlight in
Oh Iāll never love again
This is how to respond when someone shares their experience of sexual assault:
How amazing would it be to live next to the ocean, wake up every morning and go for a walk on the beachā¦ this is kinda my dream, first thing u hear when u wake up is the ocean and last thing u hear when u go to sleep is the ocean, thats peaceful
pay attention to who actually takes your feelings into consideration
āWhat would it be like to live in a library of melted books. - With sentences streaming over the floor and all the punctuation settled to the bottom as a residue. - It would be confusing. Unforgivable. A great adventure.ā
ā Anne Carson
So I just saw A Star is Born
And honestly right now, I canāt even explain what Iām feeling. The tragic foreshadowing in the movie messed me up to a point you canāt even begin to believe. I knew it was going to be a great movie, but I didnāt realize how deep it went. It showed a struggle with addiction and depression and proved that no matter how good you have it, depression still finds a way to tear you apart. It showed the struggles of fame and the pressure for artists to change who they are so people will like them better. It showed insecurity. It showed anger, anger so deeply rooted in the past. It showed a broken childhood that created a broken man. It showed a broken woman, given up. It showed how desperately they tried to mend each other. It showed love, and not the sappy romance where everything is fine and good. It showed dirty love, angry love, fighting and screaming at each other but still so very much in love. It showed real, true love. Iām still in awe right now of this movie and Iām still trying to process these emotions. The soundtrack was incredible, and it being performed live gave this movie more meaning. It gave Lady Gaga and Bradley Cooper a chance to show emotion in the song, to sing what they were feeling as they were feeling it. Iām telling you, this movie is going down in history. I have never seen a film so deep, so inspiring, so beautiful, and so tragic before. Lady Gaga fan or not, this movie is an absolute must-see
āāWith great powerā¦ comes great need to take a nap. Wake me up later.āā
ā Rick Riordan, The Last Olympian (via naturaekos)
wishing i was on a balcony in italy, wearing a long floral dress, eating fresh fruit, and staring at the sunset and landscape below me
Wish I was the hulk
there is no shame in being soft
there is no shame in loving
Me: Iām depressed
Harry: Iām a co chair for next years met gala
Me:
I have no more fight in me when it comes to friendships and relationshipsā¦ if you want to go, go.
Me, looking back at how many books i used to read: I love that bitch, she was going places.
When I was 13 years old and curious about sex and love, I asked my mom if she had had sex before marrying my father (of whom she is still married to, and has been since before I was born). She said that that wasnāt really a āyesā or ānoā question. I said āsure it is, youāve either had sex before him, or you havenātā. She brought me onto the couch and sat me down and told me about the boy she liked when she was young and how one night she snuck into his house while his parents were gone and they were kissing and he said they should have sex and she said that she wanted to save sex for marriage and he laughed and basically took all her clothes off and he raped her and as my mom was telling the story she cried and this was the second time I had ever seen my mom cry. She was 12 when it happened.
In grade 8 I got a call from my friend in the middle of the night and she was drunk in the park crying and told me that she went out that night with some other friends and they drank a little and her guy āfriendā starting flirting and yes she laughed at first but then he tried to pull her shirt over her head and she pulled away and he ripped her shirt and it was her favourite shirt and then he pushed her to her knees and HIS BEST FRIEND HELD HER JAW OPEN WHILE HE FACE FUCKED HER. And so I went to the park and picked her up and took her home and slept in her bed with her except we didnāt sleep because she just cried and her mouth bled and this was four years ago but I still have to be the one to bring her items to the till it the cashier is a man, and she still has anxiety attacks and sheāll get a rash all over her body and I just want to kill those boys but instead they are still walking around. And Iām in the bathroom with her, dabbing at her skin with a warm cloth until it returns to its regular colour.
And in grade 9 one of my closest friends was kinda seeing this boy and so they hung out one night and then she said that she really had to be getting back home and he said that she wasnāt going anywhere until she gave him what he wanted and he parked the car and took off her clothes and she said no and he ignored her and so she laid in the backseat totally limp and just cried and it wasnāt even sex, he just masterbated by using her body instead of his hand and she came to school the next day with vodka in her water bottle and she drank all day and I had to fight her to get the alcohol away from her and she just cried and threw up and I skipped class while I held her hair back and that same boy texted me a month later, asking if I ever wanted to hangout sometime.
And in that same year my very best friend who has never even kissed a boy, confessed to me that when she was 9 years old, her 12 year old cousin made her give him a hand job and he told her that was what cousins do and he gave her a chocolate bar afterwards and she told me that he probably doesnāt even remember it but that itās something that sheāll never have the luxury of forgetting.
And in grade 10 I knew a girl who invited her best friend over to watch Disney movies and then he started to put his hands down her pants and she said no but she is 130lbs and he is 220lbs and he called her a tease while she tried to fight him but he used one hand to hold her down, and the other to put inside of her and i was the one to push her inside of a classroom and stand in front of her while calling the police when he showed up at our school looking for her and she was so damn scared.
And a few months later I skipped class and was in the car with a guy who i had had unprotected sex with in the past while under the influence of cocaine but this time I was sober and I insisted we use a condom but he told me he couldnāt feel anything while the condom was on so he ripped it off and I said I refused to have unprotected sex again and so he just grabbed me and forced himself into my mouth and I was crying and he pulled me onto him and I just came saying āstopā over and over like a broken record but he mustāve heard something different because he went until he came and I just sat naked in the backseat while he drove me back to the school and said āwe should do this again sometimeā. And I had five showers that night and I scratched at my skin so hard to try and rip his fingerprints off of me, I still have the scars.
And I found out soon afterwards that that same guy had raped a classmate of mine, 5 months earlier and she told me about how he brought her McDonaldās first, and how he said they could take things slow and she told me about how he didnāt listen to her either. And he goes to our school and so after she told me about her incident and I told her about mine, we decided to report it to the police and the trial is currently still going on and he told people about it, except in his version we are just āasking for attentionā and all his friends talk about how bad they feel for him. As if HE is the one that still wakes up screaming. As if HE felt like his skin no longer was beautiful, no longer belonged to him. And I held her in my arms as she bawled after giving the police her statement. And she did the same for me.
And I met a woman a year ago in a paint store and she had a service dog and I asked what the dog was for and it turns out that she had been so brutally raped and abused in her life, that the dog is literally trained to keep men away from her.
And Iām so FUCKING SICK AND TIRED OF THIS WORLD WE ARE LIVING IN. How many rape victims eyes have I already looked into? How many more will I? And how many more friends will I hold while they shake? Because I donāt know how many more I can take. And who the fuck still has the nerve to make rape jokes? Andā¦ Something just has to change. Please, someone just start being that change.
-16 year old girl
Did I reblog this already I dont care
If you are a man and follow me, Ā #Read This Whole Post.Ā
Ā Understand the world we live in and the pain that millions of women carry silently every day.Ā
Whining #NotAllMen is truly weak and pointless when measured against the weight of womenās real-life experiences.
This made me feel sick reading, I canāt imagine what itās like for the actual victims. Rapists are disgusting, rape is not something you can just apologise for. It is unforgivable and my sympathy goes out to all victims.