I'm Jessica.
18
Central Coast California
You should expect to see Homestuck, Supernatural, Dr. Who, and a lot of stuff i find slightly amusing!
Good Luck!
Oh My God…
SO DID ANYBODY KNOW THAT THIS GUY, HARRY MELLING
AKA DUDLEY DURSLEY
WAS RELATED TO PATRICK TROUGHTON (HIS GRANDFATHER), AKA THE SECOND DOCTOR?!
WHICH MEANS DUDLEY WASN’T A MUGGLE, HE WAS A FREAKIN’ TIMELORD.
Also the actor who plays Dean Thomas is the son of one of the original companions.
Welcome to Britain. We have always had ten actors, we just breed them to get the next lot.
See Benedict Cumberbatch.
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just bought a bunch of condoms cause i am plan to do a lot of the sex 2nite!
Well, I don’t want to burst your bubble but…
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what even IS american culture
it’s just a big ball of different cultures with no set value
i don’t get it
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omg this is beautiful
If you don’t reblog this, I’il judge you
Quite sad and tragic and beautiful all at once
this is so beautiful
i just woke up so i couldn’t see properly and i thought they were washing machines…
yes bc they’re obviously washing machines
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best. post. ever. made. on. tumblr.
and no fandom was left untouched.
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let me just park my squid
i like how someone has left it a bottle of drink for it there too like “squid u ok? drink up rest easy”
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For months, every morning when my daughter was in preschool, I watched her construct an elaborate castle out of blocks, colorful plastic discs, bits of rope, ribbons and feathers, only to have the same little boy gleefully destroy it within seconds of its completion.
No matter how many times he did it, his parents never swooped in BEFORE the morning’s live 3-D reenactment of “Invasion of AstroMonster.” This is what they’d say repeatedly:
“You know! Boys will be boys!”
“He’s just going through a phase!”
“He’s such a boy! He LOVES destroying things!”
“Oh my god! Girls and boys are SO different!”
“He. Just. Can’t. Help himself!”
I tried to teach my daughter how to stop this from happening. She asked him politely not to do it. We talked about some things she might do. She moved where she built. She stood in his way. She built a stronger foundation to the castle, so that, if he did get to it, she wouldn’t have to rebuild the whole thing. In the meantime, I imagine his parents thinking, “What red-blooded boy wouldn’t knock it down?”
She built a beautiful, glittery castle in a public space.
It was so tempting.
He just couldn’t control himself and, being a boy, had violent inclinations.
She had to keep her building safe.
Her consent didn’t matter. Besides, it’s not like she made a big fuss when he knocked it down. It wasn’t a “legitimate” knocking over if she didn’t throw a tantrum.
His desire — for power, destruction, control, whatever- - was understandable.
Maybe she “shouldn’t have gone to preschool” at all. OR, better if she just kept her building activities to home.
I know it’s a lurid metaphor, but I taught my daughter the preschool block precursor of don’t “get raped” and this child, Boy #1, did not learn the preschool equivalent of “don’t rape.”
Not once did his parents talk to him about invading another person’s space and claiming for his own purposes something that was not his to claim. Respect for her and her work and words was not something he was learning. How much of the boy’s behavior in coming years would be excused in these ways, be calibrated to meet these expectations and enforce the “rules” his parents kept repeating?
There was another boy who, similarly, decided to knock down her castle one day. When he did it his mother took him in hand, explained to him that it was not his to destroy, asked him how he thought my daughter felt after working so hard on her building and walked over with him so he could apologize. That probably wasn’t much fun for him, but he did not do it again.
There was a third child. He was really smart. He asked if he could knock her building down. She, beneficent ruler of all pre-circle-time castle construction, said yes… but only after she was done building it and said it was OK. They worked out a plan together and eventually he started building things with her and they would both knock the thing down with unadulterated joy. You can’t make this stuff up.
Take each of these three boys and consider what he might do when he’s older, say, at college, drunk at a party, mad at an ex-girlfriend who rebuffs him and uses words that she expects will be meaningful and respecte, “No, I don’t want to. Stop. Leave.”
The “overarching attitudinal characteristic” of abusive men is entitlement
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People don’t know about my second identify.
(Source: watashinosukinahito, via zachariedaiquiri)
did this broccoli just flip me off?
someone add glasses and a scarf
ask and ye shall receive.
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