Finally back down to 100 blogs.. It was getting ridiculous..
"Thus explaining why there is no Mrs. Esposito."
NNNFF brisket hell yes. Also spuds, yesgood idaho. Pastry, well done ohio. Peaches, hells of yeah Nebraska. PICKLES! Oklahoma you beautiful upstairs neighbors you. Mmmm Kentucky tacos.
Brisket… delicious, delicious brisket…
Also… What the hell, Mississippi, you fucking combo-breaker with your tangerines?
The thing about this is that sculptures like these in art history were for the male gaze. Photoshop a phone to it and suddenly she’s seen as vain and conceited. That’s why I’m 100% for selfie culture because apparently men can gawk at women but when we realize how beautiful we are we’re suddenly full of ourselves…
Girls don’t let anyone tell you loving yourself is vanity.
“You painted a naked woman because you enjoyed looking at her, put a mirror in her hand and you called the painting “Vanity,” thus morally condemning the woman whose nakedness you had depicted for you own pleasure.” ― John Berger, Ways of Seeing
Two other women, also breast cancer survivors, said their husbands left them after they were diagnosed. Both had to have mastectomies (in case anyone doesn’t know, this is the surgical operation to remove one or both breasts).
The first woman said her husband told her that he would rather see her dead than see her lose her breasts. The second woman had her operation and waited all day to be picked up by her husband, who never arrived. By nightfall, one of the nurses offered to give her a ride, and she came home to find the house empty.
Obviously, these are extreme cases of a man’s reaction to his wife’s breast cancer, but this is what I see when I see the “I ♥ Boobies” bracelets. I see love of the body parts, not the person being treated—not the patient, not the victim, not the survivor.
oh my god this is heartbreaking
When my mom had to go in for post-treatment surgery to make sure that the cancer was truly gone, her boyfriend of the time didn’t call, didn’t send flowers nor even returned any of her calls. After about a week, my mom told me about it just as she was getting ready for a date with a new guy.
The results showed that both boys and girls were able to crawl the same degree of incline. However, the predictions of the mothers were correct within one degree for the boys and underestimated their daughter’s ability by nine degrees.
What this shows is that the presumption that boys are more physical causes parents to encourage their boys more in physical activities while cautioning their girls. This further translates into providing more opportunities for boys to be physical and fewer for girls. The result?
Boys actually do develop stronger physical skills than girls. But not because of anything innate or biological, but rather because of the gender roles that the parents subconsciously projected onto their babies.
The experiment mentioned is available in full HERE.
THE FACT THAT THE AMERICAN PEDIATRIC SOCIETY TOLD AMERICAN SCHOOL SYSTEMS THAT TEENS SHOULD NOT BE UP BEFORE 8:30 AND ONLY 15% OF SCHOOLS LISTENED ANGERS ME SO MUCH
8D I’M BOTH AND THIS IS A PAIN I’VE HAD TO LIVE WITH MY WHOLE FREAKING LIFE AND THERE WERE TIMES I JUST SAID FUCK AND SAT SIDEWAYS BECAUSE THERE WEREN’T SUCH THINGS AS LEFT-HANDED DESK IN MY AWESOME “INTERNATIONAL” CHARTER SCHOOL WITH ALL ITS FANCY FLAG-CLAD HALLWAYS AND THE ONE INDIAN KID.
a genderqueer superhero who wears a binder and hides their face so everyone assumes they’re male but then they have c cups and never bind as a civilian so their secret identity is safe
I forgot about chest binders for a moment and thought they strapped a two inch binder to their face.
that is exactly what they do
if you give kids zero restrictions they’ll become the nicest fucking kids ever who never do drugs or get into trouble i know because my parents let me do nothing but eat chicken nuggets all day and read hentai until 4am and i am a straight A student
Seriously though this seems to be the case with a ton of people I know, if you don’t restrict them all the time they actually do better and are mentally healthier
WHY DON’T PARENTS UNDERSTAND THIS?!?
A snippet from an article on Huffington Post about what it means to be working poor.
Pretty spot on…
I got into an argument today with someone who is a landlord, and they were outraged, outraged, to find that their evicted tenants owned an Xbox 360. Never mind that the console was ten years old and worth perhaps $50 on Craigslist, they were outraged that their evicted tenants did not sell it, along with the very clothes on their back, to pay their back rent. I tried to explain to him that when you are $1800 in back rent, $50 isn’t even a dent in that debt. Why bother? Why bother selling that $50 item if it isn’t going to get you any less evicted? If it’s not going to save you, you’ll hold on to it. Money becomes meaningless when you’ll never have enough to hold onto. You just let it flow like water through your hands. It’s all gone anyways, no matter what you do. It was gone before it ever touched you.
This is what middle-class people and above never understand.
All very true; I get so tired of arguing with people on Reddit who think that it’s a crime for poor people to have fun. But seriously, we’re still human. I don’t see the point in living in absolute misery for years and years just so that you can save up a meager sum of money. I’m not saying you shouldn’t save or plan for the future, but you also shouldn’t forget that you’re living right now and try to enjoy your life to the fullest. It’s a balancing act, one that some people are better at than others, and one that some people don’t have to do at all and so they just don’t understand it at all, because to them being poor is the absolute worst thing in the world that you can be. I think being utterly miserable is worse than being poor.
Badass Women of Avatar
based on this post
THIS IS THE GREATEST POST!!!
Manslation: It sounds like you think women are real people, and I am frightened.