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marxvx:

have we ever actually eliminated unemployment at any point in the history of capitalism? no? weird, it’s almost like poverty and unemployment exist to force workers to work for lower and lower wages and to tolerate shitty working conditions lest they end up unemployed and evicted

mulders:

i can’t believe i had to read this with my own two eyes

mulders:

i can’t believe i had to read this with my own two eyes

justtheladyinblack:

If you think my jokes are bad you should check out my life choices.

pycbunnies:

Popcorn in her spaceship
she choose to go to the moon, she choose to go to the moon and do other things, not because it is easy, but because it is hard

pycbunnies:

Popcorn in her spaceship

she choose to go to the moon, she choose to go to the moon and do other things, not because it is easy, but because it is hard

greenseer:

U ever wish u were Mysterious but u can’t stop talking about urself

A FAT LITTLE GIRL
is eight years old, she’s got pink cheeks that her grandmother calls chubby. She wants a second cookie but her aunt says “you’ll get huge if you keep eating.” She wants a dress and the woman in the changing room says “she’ll probably need a large in that.” She wants to have dessert and her waiter says “After all that dinner you just had? You must be really hungry!” and her parents laugh.

A FAT LITTLE GIRL
is eleven and she is picked second-to-last in gym class. She watches a cartoon and sees that everyone who is annoying is drawn with a big wide body, all sweaty and panting. At night she dreams she is swelling like the ocean over seabeds. When she wakes up, she skips school.

A FAT LITTLE GIRL
is thirteen and her friends are stick-thin ballerinas with valleys between their hipbones. She is instead developing the wide curves of her mother. She says she is thick but her friends argue that she’s “muscular” and for some reason this hurts worse than just admitting that she jiggles when she walks and she’ll never be a dancer. Eating seconds of anything feels like she’s breaking some unspoken rule. The word “indulgent” starts to go along with “food.”

A FAT LITTLE GIRL
is fourteen and she has stopped drinking soda and juice because they bloat you. She always takes the stairs. She fidgets when she has to sit still. Whenever she goes out for ice cream, she leaves half at the bottom - but someone else always leaves more and she feels like she’s falling. She pretends to like salad more than she does. She feels eyes burrowing through her body while she eats lunch. Kate Moss tells her nothing tastes as good as skinny feels, but she just feels like she is wilting.

A FAT LITTLE GIRL
is fifteen the first time her father says “you’re getting gaunt.” She rolls her eyes. She eats one meal a day but thinks she stays the same size. Every time she picks up a brownie she thinks of the people she sees on t.v. and every time she has cake, she thinks of the one million magazine articles on restricting calories. She used to have no idea a flat stomach was supposed to be beautiful until she saw advice on how to achieve it. She cuts back on everything. She controls. They tell her she’s getting too thin but she doesn’t believe it.

A FAT LITTLE GIRL
is sixteen and tearing herself into shreds in order for a thigh gap big enough to hush the screams in her head. She doesn’t “indulge,” ever. She can’t go out with friends, they expect her to eat. She damns her sweet tooth directly to hell. It’s coffee for breakfast and tea for lunch and if there’s dance that evening, two cups of water and then maybe an apple. She lies all the time until she thinks the words will rot her teeth. She dreams about food when she sleeps. Her aunt begs her to eat anything, even just a small cookie. They say, “One bite won’t make you fat, will it, darling?”

A FAT LITTLE GIRL
is seventeen and too sick to go to prom because she can’t stand up for very long. She thinks she wouldn’t look good in a dress anyway. Her nails are blue and not because they are painted. Her hair is too thin to do anything with. She’s tired all the time and always distracted. She once absently mentions the caloric value of grapes to the boy she is with and he looks at her like she’s gone insane and in that moment she realizes most people don’t have numbers constantly scrolling in their heads. She swallows hard and tries to figure out where it all went wrong, why more than a granola bar for a meal makes her feel sick, why she tastes disease and courts with death. She misses sleep. She misses being able to dream. She misses being herself instead of just being empty.

A FAT LITTLE GIRL
is twenty and writes poetry and is a healthy weight and still fights down the voices every single day. She puts food in her mouth and sometimes cries about it but more and more often feels good, feels balanced. Her cheeks are pink and they are chubby and soft and no longer growing slight fur. Her hair is long and it is beautiful. She still picks herself apart in the mirror, but she’s starting to get better about it. She wears the dress she likes even if it only fits her in a large and she doesn’t feel like a failure for it. She is falling in love with the fat on her hips.

She is eating out with friends and not worrying about finding the lowest calorie item on the menu when she hears a mother tell her four year old daughter “You can’t have ice cream, we just had dinner.
You don’t want to end up as a fat little girl.”

Why do we constantly do this to our children? /// r.i.d (via inkskinned)

i actually hate this

this is not the story of a fat person. It doesn’t matter if someone thinks they are fat. it doesn’t matter if they USED to be fat. if they aren’t fat then they aren’t fat.

so tired of seeing so much sympathy directed toward skinny people who feel fat, while those of us who are actually fat, not just in our minds but in the eyes of others, are still treated like we deserve to hate ourselves and hurt ourselves

we have eating disorders too, we die of malnutrition and self hatred, but since when we call ourselves fat everybody just says “yep you sure are, how disgusting and lazy and gluttonous you are,” we don’t get help. we don’t deserve it.

When i go in thinking “this will be a story about someone like me, a fat person,” and it turns out not to be, i feel the same disappointment and rejection that i did as a child, being reminded that our struggles don’t count because we aren’t thin.

so, you know, i get it, but like

fuck this

(via filthyyuckysteveandbucky)

everets:

theres nothing sexy about anything. nothing is sexy. God is watching

diecry:

Kyle MacLachan & Michael Ontkean behind the scenes of Twin Peaks

diecry:

Kyle MacLachan & Michael Ontkean behind the scenes of Twin Peaks

metapianycist:

stopanthropomorphizingme:

i’m gonna need everyone to stop saying disabled people are stereotyped as asexual because:

  1. using asexual as a synonym for unattractive or impotent is allosexist.
  2. it assumes all disabled people are subject to the same sexual stereotypes, which is untrue, and plays into the disability hierarchy.
  3. some disabled people are asexual and that’s ok!!

Additionally: It’s much better to say that people with disabilities are desexualized, because to describe us as “stereotyped as asexual” implies that asexuality in a disabled person is affirmed, when it’s more likely for a person to tell you you’re not really asexual because of your [insert disability], and to tell you that that if you didn’t have [disability] you would not be asexual. It spreads misinformation about disabled sexuality AND asexuality to say we’re stereotyped as asexual.

officialjeffgoldblum:

Harry potter fans have truly outdone themselves w/ this amazing commentary on & defense of rowling’s Honorary Gay Dumbledork

officialjeffgoldblum:

Harry potter fans have truly outdone themselves w/ this amazing commentary on & defense of rowling’s Honorary Gay Dumbledork

laterinthecaveoflesbians:

watershiphobbits:

If you are a man who thinks it’s funny to make misogynist jokes purely to make your female friends uncomfortable/angry, then you are a misogynist.  It is not “just a joke.”  You literally are finding humor in the discomfort and dehumanization of women.  You are not helping, you are not making satire.  You are just being misogynist.

Yes, this includes you gay men.

shmurdapunk:

dakotacityukuleleorchestra:

asmilinggoddess:

this is probably my favorite joke from futurama tbh

I don’t get it.

lmao