guy at disney: sir? stitch, a small logic defying blue alien from outer fucking space, needs a heterosexual romance
disney ceo: okay….but we gotta know she’s Female, do u understand? ….she needs long antennae..like long hair..mascara…smooth chest that sticks out a little more because we need to be reminded that she still got titties even tho she’s a tiny fucking alien
guy at disney: should we make her pink, sir?
disney ceo: ricky you goddamn genius. here are my keys. go to my house and fuck my wife
Angel was created via design contest by a child named Kim, not some guy at Disney.
Check the wiki
And how do I know??? Because I, at age 7, was so paranoid about my parents finding out I submitted to the contest “without parent permission” that I submitted as “Kim (Possible)” instead of my name
I hate hate hate it when women in video games make sexual noises when they get hit or die in suggestive positions
like women can’t even die in a way that doesn’t exist to turn men on
how dare you sexualise female pain
REBLOG AGAIN AND FOREVER BECAUSE RELEVANT FOREVER
What’ll fuck you up more is when you realize that some of those pain sounds are actually pretty accurate but we sexualize a lot of the noises women make when they’re in pain
Like idk how many times I pain moaned and put my head down in the high school cafeteria because I had cramps or didn’t feel well and one of my stupid as male friends made a sexual comment about the sound I just made. They did the same thing to the noises we made when they’d come up from behind and ‘tickle’ jab our sides. Basically any noise a woman makes can be interpreted as sexual, up to and including hysterical crying.
me:
i did it. by pure chance, i managed to unlock the Most Offensive Phrase in the world. with one sentence i offended them, their family, their entire way of life. ours was a good friendship but it's over now because they're never ever going to speak to me again. i am a Disaster and i Must Be Stopped.
im so curious now. reblog and put in the tags whether u bring the bra clasp to ur front and clip it there then twist it or if u straight up clip it around the back
Boys, romanticize yourselves. You are a king. You are a warrior. You are an enchanter. You are an angel. You are a god. You are all of these things and more, you are the stuff of fairytales.
aren’t boys romanticised enough already
boys, stop doing these things, most of you suck and we want you to leave
okay, no, I’ve had enough of this. I had this post saved to my likes. after the original post, there were several other reblogged comments added to it, saying things like “this made me cry” and “I really needed to hear this, thank you.”
after seeing this particular one, I felt like crying as well, but probably not for the same reason the other person was.
fuck, I’m so fucking upset I can’t even type the way I want to.
I made this post only just last night, stating that there really are no posts for telling boys that it’s okay to romanticize ourselves. and do you know what? not even five minutes after I’d posted it, I lost 8 followers.
every day I see hundreds of posts telling girls that they are angels, goddesses, made of stardust, beautiful creatures, strong, gorgeous, powerful. yes. I have reblogged posts like these for my female-identifying followers because it’s important that girls feel validated in who they are and not to determine their self-worth by what anyone says. it happens so much everywhere else, and Tumblr is such a great place for a girl to be reminded and affirmed that she really is worth something.
but this post, the OP’s post, I only come across posts like these once in a blue moon. I so rarely see any posts telling boys that they are desired and attractive. so rarely I find cute comics or long quotes dedicated to boys who feel insecure about themselves.
despite what Tumblr wants to believe, boys are just as insecure and uncomfortable with their bodies as girls are. you must be fucking stupid if you honestly believe that boys have literally everything and have no reason to want to feel validated. oh you can tell me about the classic “male privilege” and tell me all about the wage gap and how men have everything better, and I will NOT ARGUE WITH YOU on that, but what I’m talking about here is nothing more than BODY POSITIVITY.
Tumblr has become a social justice blogging platform as of late. this place is crawling with mainstream feminists and equality warriors, and I’m proud to have people that I can identify with. I’ve been a feminist for years, and it’s cool to see movements that I support here on Tumblr. however, there’s a lot of missing pieces when it comes to Tumblr. feminism is about equality, and it’s also about paving the way for women to be as equal as men. but the word ‘equality’ seems to be up for debate. on Tumblr, equality is thrown around as a word that means ‘women are more superior than men.’
the people of Tumblr have several hundred posts saying that it’s wrong for girls to bash other girls just to make themselves appear better, yet I see posts telling girls to crush boys under their heel. slap a man in the face. call all men pigs. hundreds, thousands of posts telling girls to demean men to establish dominance. correct me if I’m wrong, but if these posts were telling men to demean women to establish dominance, the entire website would be outraged. the OP would have deleted their blog due to overwhelming amounts of anon hate and they would evacuate to the moon.
so why is it okay to do the opposite? why is it okay for girls to call boys names, break them, crush them. oh, right. it’s because boys have male privilege and also because the girls are “just joking” anyway. you can have hundreds of thousands of posts telling you that you are the GODDESS OF THE UNIVERSE and this one post comes along reminding boys on this website to love themselves.
and you guys shit on it.
despite what you want to believe, the whole world is full of male individuals that hate their bodies. we’re too fat. too skinny. we can’t put on muscle. we can’t lose weight. we can’t tan. we’re short. we have a small penis, or we have a vagina. NONE OF THIS CAN BE HELPED. girls have these same problems!! girls struggle with weight, with hair problems, being pressured to shave, makeup, small breasts, large labia. Some women have penises that they hate as well. BUT SINCE WHEN DOES IT BECOME OKAY TO INVALIDATE BOYS WHO ARE JUST AS INSECURE ABOUT THEMSELVES AS YOU ARE?!
every day I look in the mirror and I hate what I see. I hate my fat tummy, my large thighs. I hate my pasty white skin that refuses to tan. I hate my turned-up nose and my chubby cheeks. I hate looking at my body from the side and see my breasts even though I have a chest binder on. I hate my body, and I never feel like anyone cares about how much I loathe myself. I saved OP’s post to my likes because it made me feel so wonderful and validated, and I wanted to keep it forever.. and then I see this reblogged version.
Tumblr can preach all they want about how they want equality, but they only seem to want cling to the desire to show their hatred for the opposite sex.
I’ve seen far too many people be like “haha that’s not how DJing actually works!”
People forget that the Gameboy Camera was a thing. Also, with what can be done with making custom cartridges and memory corruption I’m actually not super surprised that this is a real thing. Having said that, it’s ultra fucking cool.
omg apparently artificial banana flavoring is based on the gros michel banana which was wiped out by a banana plague in the 50s and the banana we eat today is a totally different thing called the cavendish and thats why banana candy doesnt taste like bananas do you know how lied to i feel. like there was a fucking banana apocalypse and no one told me about it until now
We are eating the shadowy remnants of a dead species.
In the interest of accuracy, while it was a fungal plague that pulled the trigger, the real cause of the Gros Michel’s near-extinction was massive inbreeding.
Y’see, folks were very picky about their bananas - they wanted every banana to taste exactly the same. So the big banana producers all started growing the same cultivar - the Gros Michel - and they deliberately inbred that sucker until every banana they picked was essentially identical to every other.
The upshot is that all commercially cultivated bananas suffered from the same weakened immune system, and when a fungal pathogen that could kill one Gros Michel banana plant evolved, it promptly killed all of them.
And the punchline? The banana producers didn’t learn a blessed thing from all this. Instead of diversifying their banana crops, they switched to a new cultivar, the Cavendish, en masse - and today’s Cavendishes are just as inbred as the Gros Michel was back in the day.
Indeed, a second “banana apocalypse” is brewing as we speak; in 2008, a new strain of the same fungus that wiped out the Gros Michel, one that’s capable of attacking the Cavendish, struck banana crops in Malaysia - and in spite of our best efforts to contain it, it’s spreading. According to some estimates, if banana production isn’t diversified soon, the Cavendish could follow the Gros Michel into commercial extinction in as little as ten years.
Isn’t history fun?
banana apocalypse 2 coming to a banana farm near you.
i hope kyleehenke doesnt do anything problematic or anything comes up about her. i believe in her.
here’s the thing though: I’m human, and I’m gonna screw up. it happens. you can’t put these ridiculously unattainable expectations on people, no matter how much you may or may not look up to them. humans make mistakes! and you can’t let your faith be utterly shattered at the first sign of imperfection. putting individuals on pedestals is dangerous.
but on that note: if I DO screw up, please know it is never my intention to hurt anyone or be ignorant. instead of instantly losing all faith in me, give me a heads up and HELP ME UNDERSTAND what I’ve done wrong! I may be able to correct the behavior or the erroneous way of thinking. don’t believe in my ability to never screw up, believe in my ability to learn!
whatever you do, please, please don’t expect someone to never be problematic ever. it’s an unfair standard that is impossible for anyone to live up to, no matter how saintly.
