so i went to hastings today and saw this legolas notebook
it was $2 so i said what the fuck and bought it. i get home, open the plastic sleeve and what do i find? this.
every goddamn page has this weird “soft pastel legolas” print and now i know what im doing all my homework on for the rest of my career
Some people survive and talk about it. Some people survive and go silent. Some people survive and create. Everyone deals with unimaginable pain in their own way, and everyone is entitled to that, without judgement. So the next time you look at someone’s life covetously, remember…you may not want to endure what they are enduring right now, at this moment, whilst they sit so quietly before you, looking like a calm ocean on a sunny day. Remember how vast the ocean’s boundaries are. Whilst somewhere the water is calm, in another place in the very same ocean, there is a colossal storm.
People Survive in Different Ways | Nikita Gill (via meanwhilepoetry)
girl: come over me: i can’t, i’m using my sensitive barbels scour the riverbed for morsels of food girl: i hollowed out a nesting cavity under a flat stone me:
psssst the reason feminists don’t advocate for the drafting of women in the armed forces is because conscription in and of itself violates core feminist values such as bodily autonomy. the feminist position on who should or should not be drafted is not “everyone should be drafted equally”, it is “nobody should be drafted at all”.
and if your feminism is thorough, you’re opposed to the imperialist and militarist mindsets that create a conscription service to begin with but, you know, whatever
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