An action being “punishable by a fine” basically means “legal for rich people”.
Oh wow. That’s…
I once dated a rich guy and if I said “Hey it’s illegal to drink on the street” he’d respond with “Nah, it just costs £150″, or “You can’t park here!” “Yeh I can it costs £35″ like… literally… that’s how he saw fines, it was just how much you paid to do the thing.
Reminds me of the double red lines in London. They exist because rich people kept parking on double yellow lines (which mean “no parking” in the UK) and then just paying the fines. So London started putting double red lines on major roads. If you park on double red lines, they don’t give you a ticket. They tow your car away and crush it.
I like that.
For rich people, it stops being a fine and starts being a fee
yo treasure planet was literally the best 2d disney film ever made like the setting? the colors? the flawless transition? the gorgeous world building? the three dimensional characters? a main character who’s never pressured to get into anything remotely close to romance? complex relationships? an antagonist who has layers to his character? the soundtrack? i could go the FUCK on,
hardest thing to learn during recovery is….. some of your misery is your own fault. you have to actively choose to stop wallowing in your own pain & start to recover. that means stop being self deprecating, start taking care of yourself, start eating healthy, start taking your hygiene seriously, even if it’s hard. & it is hard! but you must.
Let’s be 100% fucking real right now. Peter Parker is having a fucking party in the Soul Stone right now. You know T’Challa adopted him right away (a teenager that’s too smart for his age and snarky af, I wonder who that reminds him of) and I guarantee he’s following Bucky around, just talking. Non-stop chatter.
– “Are you supposed to look like Jesus, because you kinda do.”
– “You know, this place reminds me of this TV show. It’s new and you’re kinda old so I don’t know if you’ve seen it, but it’s called The Good Place…”
– “WOAH! You’re metal arm looks so different! That’s so awesome, dude.”
The last one is when Bucky realizes that this lil bean is the Spiderkid from the fight. And. He. Has. A. Heart. Attack. Bucky cannot believe that it’s the same kid, because he could tell that he was young but not this young, and tries to protect him (It’s like adopting Steve all over again tbh).
“I read several dozen stories a year from miserable, lonely guys who insist that women won’t come near them despite the fact that they are just the nicest guys in the world. I’m asking what do you offer? Are you smart? Funny? Interesting? Talented? Ambitious? Creative? OK, now what do you do to demonstrate those attributes to the world? Don’t say that you’re a nice guy — that’s the bare minimum. “Well, I’m not sexist or racist or greedy or shallow or abusive! Not like those other douchebags!” I’m sorry, I know that this is hard to hear, but if all you can do is list a bunch of faults you don’t have, then back the fuck away. Don’t complain about how girls fall for jerks; they fall for those jerks because those jerks have other things they can offer. “But I’m a great listener!” Are you? Because you’re willing to sit quietly in exchange for the chance to be in the proximity of a pretty girl (and spend every second imagining how soft her skin must be)? Well guess what, there’s another guy in her life who also knows how to do that, and he can play the guitar. Saying that you’re a nice guy is like a restaurant whose only selling point is that the food doesn’t make you sick. You’re like a new movie whose title is This Movie Is in English, and its tagline is “The actors are clearly visible”.”
Scars from breast cancer can be both hard to hide and embarrassing for some women. I wish they weren’t, because scars mean you’re a fighter and a bad ass.
Women have told me after their mastectomy they felt self conscious about someone seeing their chest. My grandmother wore her false breast (she had only one boob removed) around even the house for a long time. (Of course, now when we were taking about the procedure she asked “want to see my boob?” And had to go fetch it from the other room. It was an interesting conversation to say the least.)
Anyway, breast reconstruction can be expensive, and some women either don’t want it or can’t have it done for various reasons.
But you know what, chest tattoos are easily accessible. There are even tattoo shops that give discounts to women covering up breast cancer scars. And women who no longer have a nipple? You can get a bad ass tattoo
You can donate to the organization, or if you know a tattoo artist you can let them know they accept volunteers to be a part of their community of artists.
Here is another badass lady and her bad ass tattoo (found on pinterest)
I am sharing this again because @staff might decide this is “adult content”.
These are cancer survivors reclaiming their bodies.
Banning all “female presenting” nipples ignores a commuity of women who are total bad asses who said “fuck you” to their cancer scars and turned them into art.
Not every image of a female nipple should be sexualized. This is not porn, this is courage and strength.
Are the new regulations going to delete this post. Does a post supporting a cancer survivors violate Tumblr’s community guidelines?
If it does, maybe the guidelines are wrong, and not the post.
Hey @staff, per your guidelines this isn’t explicit content.
Yet this post was flagged. Maybe figure out an appeal process.
I asked for a review and they responded:
So women reclaiming their bodies after breast cancer is “sensitive content” and should be hidden from minors.
One thing that gets ignored a lot when it comes to mental illness is conflicting symptoms. I sleep both too much and not enough. There will be weeks or months where I’m averaging three to four hours of sleep on a weekday, but on weekends I sleep until 1 pm. Some days I don’t eat my first meal until 4 or 5 pm, while other days I comfort eat all day. All of those are symptoms of depression, and none of them invalidate each other. Manifestation of symptoms can change as a person ages, but it can also change day to do depending on other factors in a person’s life.
you ever feel like you wrote a post because it so completely encapsulates how you feel
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