A few weeks ago a 15-year-old called me “Grandma” for being able to remember when the first Twilight film came out, and I still haven’t mentally or emotionally processed this
tag the age u were when twilight came out (2008) i was ten
The stories of women in my family who were forced into lives they didn’t want and didn’t utilize their passions breaks my heart. My grandma wanted to be a journalist and write about the injustices she saw inflicted on disabled ppl while she was volunteering at a state run institution as a teen. Her father decided that she was “too fat and stupid” for college and forced her to get married at 17 or else he’d make her homeless. As a kid she told me that she wished people believed that she had meaningful opinions on events around her. One of my great grandmothers wanted to be an artist but was pressured into marrying a man who beat her. She stayed up late each night when her children were in bed writing poetry and pasting it over elaborate collages she mad herself. We still have stacks of these notebooks she created but was never allowed to do anything with. My mother wanted to be an operatic singer and was considered a musical prodigy in her town because she taught herself three seperate instruments by 13. When she was 18 she met my then 30 year old father who emotionally manipulated her into giving up her dreams to start a family with him. As a kid I would hear her up at night playing the violin or doing vocal exercises until she became too depressed to practice anymore. Like idk y’all there’s a quiet type of violence in the way women’s talents are devalued and brushed aside in favor of bullying them into “traditional” roles that ultimately don’t fulfill what they wanted for their lives. We’ve lost so much art, music, writing, science, and happiness to misogyny.
saw a post pointing out that cis women can get a boob job at 18 without therapist notes and just considering how it’s FUCKED that that’s true for like implants but a breast reduction requires like 16 doctors notes about how your boobs are crushing your lungs tearing your laterals breaking your spine and stealing all the blood from your organs before anyone would consider the tragedy of taking them away
This good boy is a chimera, which is an animal that is genetically two animals, in this case he’s a yellow and black lab. This means he is twice the good boy. (Not my picture, found on Facebook)
this is by far the least upsetting dog chimera I’ve ever seen
Reblogging for Good Dog Chimera
Reblog for protection from the Bad Dog Chimera™ (you know the one)
There should really be a ‘nevermind’ option on Netflix.
Sometimes I start a movie or a series and ten minutes or an episode in, I decide I don’t like it. I don’t want to see it in my ‘continue watching’ category, and I certainly don’t want to see ‘because you watched this thing’ either. I made a mistake. Please stop reminding me.
Can parents stop acting like providing a child’s basic needs is something to be earned? So many kids grow up traumatised because they were made to feel guilty about the existence they never asked for