Month: July 2018

lord-kitschener:

“bodies associated with cis women are harshly stigmatized, made taboo, and policed as part of misogyny, often in violent ways or with the threat of violence” and “not all women have vaginas and not everyone with a vagina is a woman” and “trans peoples’ bodies are harshly stigmatized, made taboo, and policed as part of transphobia, often in violent ways or with the threat of violence” are not mutually exclusive facts and in fact all of these things are deeply interlinked, and should not be used as gotchas! against each other

With that ridiculous scar story, also reminded again of the time I got this huge infected mosquito bite right over one cheekbone when I was probably 3. I don’t remember that one, but from some others I do? It must have been pretty miserable. You move your face at all, that’s going to hurt. I was apparently also acting sick from the infection.

Anyway, my mother thought it looked bad enough that she took me to the pediatrician–who refused to lance the thing, because it might scar! Prescribed antibiotics and sent us home.

The thing ended up rupturing on its own a couple of days later, in a much less clean way that was probably more likely to leave a scar than if the dude had gone ahead and just lanced it then and there. (No obvious scarring at all, BTW. Not that anyone but him was very concerned about that.)

But yeah, if it had been AMAB, something tells me that the potential for a small scar probably would not have outweighed a little kid going around miserable with a big infected lump on their face. Some pretty amazing logic there, regardless.

sleepydumpling:

ealasaidh:

stumblinginstarlight:

upthewitchypunx:

tawghasa:

compromised-by-castiel:

inky-petrel:

cakeisnotpie:

psistriker:

3fluffies:

portraitoftheoddity:

starboydameron:

legaylity:

bioloyg:

bioloyg:

Hey if you’re ever embarrassed by any scars you have just remember that I have a three inch scar down the length of my forearm from where I scratched myself on a microwave while cleaning

Hey reblog this with your odd scar stories cause I think it’s cute and I wanna read em

I got a scar on my lip when I was 4 cause I slipped in the bathtub and my top teeth went through my bottom lip then when they were gluing my lip back together I jerked away now I got a scar.

Weird L shape on my arm from a waffle iron

Slice down my palm from when I was drunkenly showing off my knives, dropped one, and thought it would be a smart idea to catch it midair. By the blade. 

One of my worst scars was from trying and failing to catch a falling cat. (The cat was fine.)

Dent in my forehead from hitting my head on the pointed end of the metal banister in kindergarten when I bent over to pick up my hat.

square burn just aboveo my right elbow from hot glue. Don’t lift it above your head and try to glue shit to the ceiling. Gravity works.

Scar under my chin from when I was 5 or 6, I tripped over a doorframe at school, and somehow managed to pretzel myself and bring the buckle on my sandal up to my face and cut it bad enough that I needed 2 stitches.  I have never been that flexible before or since.

I have a scar in my palm from where I accidentally stabbed myself with a double pointed knitting needle
Haven’t used them since

Scar on the rood of my mouth from when I was playing the recorder in primary school music class and another 7 year old tried to silence me by slapping her hand over the end of the instrument.

A one inch scar in the center and a little above my right eyebrow from when a skinhead “accidently” elbowed me at a punk show. It was right after my sister grabbed the guy and told him to stop being a dick. My sister calls it my Harry Potter scar.

V-shaped scar on the inside of my left ring finger from a pair of kitchen shears – I was cutting the stems off some flowers I bought my Mom and showing off what I’d learned in my lame-ass “floral design” elective at school.

I have a horizontal line next to my nose from when I scooped up one of our cats too excitedly and scared her. One of her claws got caught in my face near my ear, but that didn’t scar. Only the nose-adjacent scratch from the other paw did. Wtf.

(my partner had to come disentangle her claw from my face. The cat and I were both too shocked to do anything.)

5cm long scar on the fleshy part of my forearm just below my right elbow.  Got it carrying books into class.  Yep, THAT big of a nerd.

Arms full of books met broken glass louvre.

Probably my most ridiculous self-inflicted scar: A wedge-shaped one where I almost took a fingertip off, trying to poke a hole in something with a scissors blade.

Most ridiculous one not directly caused by my own actions: I got hold of a screwdriver and was playing with it as a toddler. So, my biodad panicked and yanked it away from me, afraid I was going to hurt myself–and in the process it made a pretty good gash in one cheek. 0_o That scar has barely been visible for a long time, but there’s still a line there.

withatemperofqueens:

iamfinallybreakingfree:

My home will be a home with no loud anger, no explosive rage, no slamming doors or breaking glass, no name calling, shaming or blackmail. My home will be gentle, it will be warm. It will keep my loved ones safe. No fear, no hurt and no worries. I may come from a broken and twisted place but I will build something whole and safe. I’ll sing in the shower again, cook with a smile and dance in all the rooms. I will heal.

Amen. May all of us with toxic pasts break the cycle.

han-pan:

pokemonsunandmoonofficial:

thespectacularspider-girl:

mymodernmet:

Shironeko (“White Cat”), also known as Kagoneko (“Basket Cat”), is a Turkish Van cat who is known for his perpetually sleepy and happy expressions, his habit of curling up in small baskets, and his amazing ability to balance various objects on his head. The 12-year-old kitty lives in Japan with his human and other feline friends.

In that last picture his eyes pierce my soul.  I fear that if they opened any further, they’d drive all who see it to madness.

@avocadonot

Reblogging because Van cats deserve everything

Source: mymodernmet

borntomezmer:

stringsdafistmcgee:

iammyfather:

oxfordcommaforever:

smalltownantifa:

thewordywarlock:

cloudfreed:

twitblr:

Word.

The Texan Revolution formed from the anger of these white settlers in Texas, which was still part of Mexico at this time. They had moved from slave-owning southern part of the US and they became upset because the president of Mexico, Vicente Guerrero, abolished slavery. Mexico actually attempted to restrict American immigration into Mexico-owned Texas! The leaders of the Mexican centralist forces that defeated the Texan revolutionary forces at the Alamo were against slavery. If you ever hear a Texan say “Remember the Alamo!” just remember that the Texan settlers that died there had a vested interest in maintaining control of Texas territory so they could continue to use slave labor. 

forget the alamo.

Fuck the alamo

Not only does the alamo suck as a historical monument, but fuck the people who fought there

Remember The Alamo, NOT as a brave battle, but as an important step in maintaining  slavery.  That may also help understand why the 14th Amendment, did NOT end slavery, it only transferred ownership from private hands to Government ownership.

For the first half of my life I lived in San Antonio. We were taught (from Kindergarten) that the people who fought in the Alamo were the heroes. Mexico the bad guy. It was a WOAH moment when I learned that wasn’t the case.

Also it’s super boring going to the Alamo every school year for field trips.

Also important to note that the old 300 (the first three hundred white American families to settle in Texas) went with the intention of inciting hostilities (they hadn’t decided how yet) and forcing the Mexican army to make the first move so that they could have American sympathy when they inevitably rebelled. With the full support of the us government at the time. There’s a reason the Texas independent republic was as short lived as it was. And that reason was they always intended to join the union as a slave holding state from day one. Texas was a land grab and a very transparent one at that.

Source: twitblr

hermuis:

if you see someone being interrupted in a conversation, acknowledge them, don’t let them be pushed to the side. if you see someone lagging behind, walk beside them. if someone is being ignored, take the step to include them. always remind people of their worth. it hurts when it feels like you’re being forgotten. that small gesture can mean a lot.