My mother also talked about periods to my brothers.
When I first got mine I had terrible cramps. Crippling cramps. I once was camping with my family and a few of my big brother’s friends when my period came. My cramps were so bad that my mom gave me a full pain killer ( I was 13 and before that she only gave me pills cut in half).
I literally laid down on my parents’ air mattress and cried in pain for an hour before the pill kicked in.
My brothers friend came in to the big tent and I was just curled up and sobbing. Now, I was quite the tomboy and was known to rough house with my brothers and their friends and made sure I wasnt seen as just “a little girl.” So my brother’s friend was confused to see me openly weeping in the fetal position (seriously, these were the worst cramps I have had in my life. My vision went white). He asked what was wrong with me.
My big brother stood up immediately and suggested a nice long hike. During this hike I am sure he had a pretty awkward conversation with his friend explaining menstrual cramps, because when they got back the pain pill had (mostly) kicked in and I was sitting up at a table when my brother’s friend sheepishly asked me if I was feeling better. I said I was better, and he said good.
When we made s'mores that night my brother and his friend kept me well supplied with chocolate.
Making sure sons know as much about periods and menstruation as daughters makes them better brothers, better sons better fathers, and better men. A man that understands a period will not lightly accuse a woman of “being on her period” if the woman is in an argument.
Forbidden (Frank Capra, 1932)
The Letters of Emily Dickinson
that last one was to far
don't mess with the dps fandom, we're like 8 and will cry if we see snow.
my dreams show me what i really want. it's you.
why it's still you after all this time?
i’m going to sleep & not waking up until i'm in my mid twenties and in the arms of my lover who reads poetry to me everyday while we watch the sunset and i'm completely at ease and safe and warm
Marauders fanfic authors be like: “it’ll have a happy ending, I promise!”
Also Marauders fanfic authors: *kills off half the characters*
Charlie Dalton would have been standing underneath the bridge making a TikTok before being knocked out by the deskset.
me: *puts effort into my appearance before i go out anywhere* *checks myself out in any reflective surface i encounter* *observes myself in the mirror from the perspective of a stranger*
the unavoidable presence of margaret atwood that resides permanently in my consciousness:
I have three modes of reading
Dont read
Read a 500 page book in a day
Read only fanfiction until my eyeballs drop out of my skull from exhaustion
starting to mentally plan a hot girl summer where i just fuck off somewhere for a month with whoever i can convince to come with me