The Original Series of Star Trek was so damn hopeful. Like we, humans, us, with all our flaws and petty hangups over gender, race, sexuality, greed, we can overcome these things, we can be better, YOU can be better, we can ALL be better by working together because our differences are what make us who we are, they’re what make us human. This future, “where I come from size shape or colour makes no difference” can be our future, so have hope.
Louisa May Alcott wrote Little Women for the money. And it made her miserable.
As a young writer, Alcott concentrated on lurid pulp stories of revenge, murder, and adultery–“blood and thunder” literature, as she called i–and enjoyed writing very much. She was in her mid 30s when an editor suggested she try writing a book for girls. Alcott wasn’t very interested, but her father was a complete moron with money and had left the family in terrible financial trouble. Alcott wrote Little Women in hopes of some decent sales and a little breathing room and got way more than she asked for. The money in sequels was too good to turn down (and her father didn’t get any smarter with a dime), but Alcott hated writing what she called “moral pap for the young” and longed to return to the smut and violence of her early endeavors.
well son, a blog is formed when your loneliness and your narcissism fall in love with each other
I was tagged by broomstick
Rules: Just insert your answers to the questions below. Tag at least 10 followers.
Name: Something like Christy Anna
Nickname: Crickette, Krysti, KK
Birthday: January 25
Sexuality: I’m not picky about genitalia. I consider myself pan or demi sexual because I need for there to be a bond before I can maybe, not always, find someone attractive
Time zone: CST
What time and date is it there: 11:12P August 31, 2014
Average hours of sleep I get each night: 6-8, depends on surrounding noise
OTPs: Kirk/Spock, most of the iterations of Watson/Holmes, Lex Luthor/Clark Kent, Chloe Sullivan/Lana Lang, Sterek, Xena/Gabrielle, Scully/Mulder, Derek Morgan/Penelope Garcia.
The last thing I Googled was: Michael Sam - I’m worried about his career
First word that comes to mind: Thunder
What I last said to a family member: "I think the girlfriend is the mastermind."
One place that makes me happy and why: I like being around plants, being around family.
How many blankets I sleep under: 1, plus a sheet
Favorite beverage: Water
The last movie I watched in the cinema: I don’t even know. It wasn’t long ago, either.
Something I plan on learning: Algebra. I WILL TAME YOU, SHREW
A piece of advice for all my followers: Take breaks when you need them. Honestly, even if it’s just to stand up and stretch, taking some deep breaths. You’ll be less stressed and have less headaches.
You have to listen to this song: All About That Bass - Meghan Trainor. You’ve probably heard it, it has 17 million hits on YouTube for crying out loud, but it’s been in my head all day.
Taking naked pictures of yourself does not make you a bad person. People who share them without your permission are bad people.
These are forms of male aggression that only women see. But even when men are afforded a front seat to harassment, they don’t always have the correct vantage point for recognizing the subtlety of its operation. Four years before the murders, I was sitting in a bar in Washington, D.C. with a male friend. Another young woman was alone at the bar when an older man scooted next to her. He was aggressive, wasted, and sitting too close, but she smiled curtly at his ramblings and laughed softly at his jokes as she patiently downed her drink. ‘Why is she humoring him?’ my friend asked me. ‘You would never do that.’ I was too embarrassed to say: ‘Because he looks scary’ and ‘I do it all the time.’
Women who have experienced this can recognize that placating these men is a rational choice, a form of self-defense to protect against setting off an aggressor. But to male bystanders, it often looks like a warm welcome, and that helps to shift blame in the public eye from the harasser and onto his target, who’s failed to respond with the type of masculine bravado that men more easily recognize.
BOOOM. Read this if you are a dude, please.
Its hard for men to understand why women dont get loud & angry because they havent spent their entire lives being reprimanded whenever they take up too much space. (via pluralfloral)
i hate old crusty ass adults who are like “how can you love someone youve never met or touched” shut up you dont know how to open new tabs in your internet browser
The whole idea is fascinating to me because love letters have always been a thing. People who met briefly, but were able to write to each other have always existed. Even people who saw each other regularly would write letters to each other. There were rules that had to be followed for decorum’s sake while in-person, but on the page they were free.
this is for all the girls who are big girls that don’t have a skinnier middle than their butt and thighs
the ones whos bellies hang over their underwear
who’s waist size is thicker than their shoulders, butt, or anywhere else on their bodies
who’s boobs are bigger than their butts, they have curvy lumps on their backs, muffin tops, chicken legs, thick arms and smaller bodies, no boobs, no butt, all middle, whatever.
you’re loved too. don’t forget that.