My Cassian and Mordesh girls
Experimented with scratch-built structures in WildStar… Pillars and 2x4’s feast!
Just finished watching Arrow… It was good, I enjoyed it and I’m glad it went the way it did. I’m just really upset because it gives unrealistic expectations about handsome dbags like Oliver Queen.
ATTENTION ALL GIRLS AND LADIES: if you walk from home, school, office or anywhere and you are alone and you come across a little boy crying holding a piece of paper with an address on it, DO NOT TAKE HIM THERE! take him straight to the police station for this is the new ‘gang’ way of rape. The incident is getting worse. Warn your families. Reblog this so this message can get accross to everyone.
I will always reblog things like this, it won’t ruin your blog or the look of it, and this could potentially save a life.
O.o why would they do this?
No guys, I need to stop and talk about something in this movie and how fucking revolutionary it was; something that I haven’t seen in a movie before or since.
This is a movie about a kid who leaves her birth family.
Not a kid who find that they have a secret lineage or something that allows them to find their ‘true family’ - this is a movie about a kid whose true birth family is made up of bad people. So she gets out. And that is played as the right thing to do. She isn’t punished for it or made to feel bad about ‘abandoning her family’. There isn’t an underlying ‘but they’re your family and you have to love them’ or ‘they’re your family and they love you even if they don’t show it well or do hurtful things’ message of the kind that I see OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER in media. Matilda gets out and lives happily ever after because of it.
We need a million more movies like this to counter the metric shit ton of movies that directly counter this message.
The book tells a more gritty story than what this “kids’ movie” seems to be showing. I’m happy I came across it in my early teens and its lesson stayed with me ever since: never let others tell you what to be and what to do, accept yourself however different you may feel, and enjoy happiness wherever you find it.
Browsing live specimens
One of the relatively enjoyable things about working in a transit hub: looking at people. Some of them are beautiful. Sometimes, within a fraction of an instant, I’ll imagine what it’d be like to talk to them and imagining what their life must be like. But I only get to give them a couple of glances once I’m sure they wouldn’t notice. And then the instant passes and I store their image somewhere in my mind. Those people get to live their existence in peace without getting annoyed or bothered by anyone while traveling.
"I don’t understand asexuality. It’s too different from me."
Well you know when you’re walking down the street and you see a person and you don’t want to have sex with them? Imagine that, but all the time.