If You're Fifteen Or Older An Still Sleep With A Stuffed Animal Please Reblog This.

I've never been in a spirit halloween and I want to so bad! I know its dumb, but the fact that I've been raised with idea that a tacky seasonal store is a sign of the devil makes it spicy I swear.

“I could make him better” well I could take him shopping at a Spirit Halloween and kiss him with my apostate lips in the makeup aisle while you think we’re doing homework

gen z has to reckon with its radicalization problem. you are not a morally pure and superior generation of youth come to save the world, your men and boys are radicalized at an unprecedented level and you ignore it because it’s too hard to address but you have to. these boys are in your classes, they date your friends, you know them and you cannot continue to pretend this is an “old white guy” problem

Mother's Day can be a painful reminder, so here's a salute to all the kids and adult children who grew up with absent mothers, angry mothers, negligent mothers, abusive mothers, overly-critical mothers, codependent mothers, overwhelmed and struggling mothers, mothers who ignored your cries for help, mothers who sacrificed your happiness to placate others, mothers who tried to do better but failed, and mothers who didn't try quite hard enough.

And to every child and adult who has a complicated relationship with their mother or caretaker--it's okay to feel conflicted. It's okay to feel hurt and love and resentment and pain and sympathy and longing and guilt bundled up into one big tangled ball. It's okay to struggle to reconcile the bad memories with the good ones that simultaneously exist. It's okay to be angry about the ways your parent failed you, and also aware of their personal struggles, and the way their parents in turn failed them. It's okay to recognize that you were loved but also that you were treated unfairly, unkindly. Contradictions are the natural state of the world. Multiple truths coexist. It's okay to be conflicted.

Parents are humans. Human relationships are complicated, and cannot be summarized by a greeting card. Wherever you are coming from, I hope your future holds healing and love, love, love.

me: (listens to ‘take on me’)

me, who was not alive in the 80s: god this really brings me back

i dont remember making this but im glad that i did

Giveaway—found family zine

We’re in the final stages of our BNHA found family zine! All proceeds go to the Dave Thomas Foundation for Adoption, an American charity that helps connect foster children to permanent, adoptive homes.

Preorders end April 17; to help promote the zine, we’re offering a free Hearth bundle giveaway, which includes a digital PDF of our 150-page zine, two digital prints, and a phone wallpaper.

All you have to do to enter the giveaway is reblog this post by April 14. 

Once the winner is announced, they will have 48 hours to contact us and claim their prize. Should the winner have already ordered the zine (either PDF-only or PDF plus merch), their payment will be canceled, and they will receive the zine at no cost.

i always thought i might be bad now i’m sure that it’s true cause i think you’re so good and i’m nothing like you

look at you go i just adore you i wish that i knew what makes you think i’m so special

Being in a cult is like having this huge plant take root in your mind, and the longer it’s inner the bigger and more complex the root system.

Finally realizing it’s all a lie and getting out is like yanking the entire plant out of your brain, it’s tough and annoying until you take one massive tug and it’s out. And it fucking hurts.

And now there are holes where the roots used to be. But if you leave them empty the structural integrity of your mind will be damaged. You have to find something else to fill them with. Preferably something healthy.

And if the roots were complex enough, the one tug that pulled the plant out won’t have been enough to free all the roots. A lot of them are still in there, that’s all the toxic internalized ideas you still have stuck in your head. Unlearning them is like pulling those root fragments out, it’s slow and complicated and painful.

Rocking out to the clarinet

Pre-Pandemic

Now

Picrew

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