I guess the moral of the story is uuuugh fine, sure, I get the appeal of people-falling-in-love stories, I enjoy them too, but WHY DON’T MORE PEOPLE WRITE ABOUT PEOPLE STAYING IN LOVE I WANT MORE OF THAT.

i agree… i hate when this happens on TV too- a ship gets together and then gets destroyed by the writers because they can’t understand how to make it not ‘boring’ so they just create vapid interpersonal drama for no reason

it’s like… i would rather ship a non-canon thing than see a couple get utterly destroyed and go OOC


My star stash

…and a stash of scissors and knives… in case I wanted to wish to get away with murder… 


My star stash

…and a stash of scissors and knives… in case I wanted to wish to get away with murder… 

My star stash

My star stash

"I can’t really be suggesting that heterosexuality is somehow taught, can I? That it is somehow part of the curriculum? I would argue that it is very much part of what schools aim to teach. Why else would educational institutions so enthusiastically promote social norms which exclude queers? My own teaching colleagues have criticised my decision to tell my students my partner’s name, Emily, as it’s too much information about my sexuality; straight colleagues wear wedding rings or take the title ‘Mrs.’ Facebook memes celebrate ‘mums and dads’ kissing in front of the kids to show them what loving relationships are like; television programmes depicting same-sex kisses are firmly placed in later timeslots to ‘protect children’. Kissing my partner in the supermarket attracts disgusted glances from people who steer their children quickly away; a family wedding with children present can include more than one gently ribald reference to the wedding night or the honeymoon. In short, heterosexuality is relentlessly advertised by those who practice it; queer sexualities are always taboo in ‘family friendly’ spaces."

Queer mothering in a straight world: AMIRCI Conference Paper | Spilt Milk (via feministlibrarian)

Let’s not even talk about the crafts for mother’s day and father’s day.

(via bedwyrssong)

found my old stash of lucky stars
tempted to start folding them again
make a thousand and wish for Thommmy








out of all the aspects of millennial-bashing, i think the one that most confuses me is the “millennials all got trophies as a kid, so now they’re all self-centered narcissists” theory

like— kids are pretty smart, y’all. they can see that every kid on the team gets a trophy and is told they did a good job; they can also see that not every kid on the team deserves a trophy, and not everyone did do a good job

the logical conclusion to draw from this is not “i’m great and i deserve praise”— it’s “no matter how mediocre i am, people will still praise me to make me feel better, so i can’t trust any compliments or accolades i receive”

this is not a recipe for overconfidence and narcissism. it is a recipe for constant self-guessing, low self-esteem, and a distrust of one’s own abilities and skills.

where did this whole “ugh millennials think their so-so work is super great” thing even come from it is a goddamn mystery

what fucking kills me is, yeah, maybe we got the trophies, but who gave them out

this is not a recipe for overconfidence and narcissism. it is a recipe for constant self-guessing, low self-esteem, and a distrust of one’s own abilities and skills.

Which is pretty much what mental health practitioners observe happening.

It’s also what I observed happening as a singing teacher: the older kids literally would not believe a positive word I said until I had proved I would tell them they screwed up/had done badly/etc. I did so in as useful a way as possible (“So this passage. We really need to work on this passage. A lot. This passage is not good yet.”), but with almost every adolescent I taught I had to prove I would give them straight-up criticism before they would parse my praise as anything other than meaningless “the grownups always do this” noise.

Yeah, I’ve run into this a lot. And the thing is, I’m pretty non-empathic about things most of the time. Like, I will quite seriously look at someone I really care about who is in obvious pain and just start laughing because they look funny when they’re in pain. (It is not Jesse’s fault that severe distress makes him look like kermit the frog.) And the beautiful thing is, it turns out I’m really beneficial to people who got screwed by this and ended up with no clue how to tell whether praise is meaningful or sincere, because they don’t have to know me long at all to realize that I’m actually telling them what I think, and if what I think is something they would be proud of, then they can trust that I’m not just saying it to make them feel good.

it’s even worse than that — the culture of universal praise means that a lot of adults would disguise criticism and insults as praise — backhanded compliments, very-obviously-obligatory congratulations, door-prize trophies handed off with a shrug and a sigh. and those ‘compliments’ that twist around and bite you halfway through, like “you have so much potential” and “we always expect so much from you” — oh, and let’s not forget the ‘compliment’ of adults having unrealistically high expectations and disapproving of your inability to meet them. but it’s praise, see, you should be proud that they’re never satisfied with your best efforts because they think you should be a superhero.

which teaches you that not only is praise not positive, praise is poison.

i’m a gen-x’er, btw, not a milennial. i was born in 1972. mine was the first generation raised on participation trophies, gold stars just for being a warm body, and “everyone is special!” before adults learned we’d figured out that if everyone is ‘special’ no one is special.

my parents’ generation was told that if they bust ass and don’t get sick or something, they can have a house, a car, and a living wage. that was the American Dream .

my generation was told that we can be anything! we can be ASTRONAUTS AND PRESIDENTS! ALL OF US! all you have to do is BELIEVE! because you’re SPECIAL! and then when we realized we were growing up to be regular schmoes, we got really weird about it.

i’m honestly not sure what the milennials were told, but whatever it was, i can tell y’all knew it was a ration of shit from the get-go. you’re a generation without a dream. that may be a good thing. we got fed impossible dreams and had to live through losing them. you’ve got to build your own, but from what i’ve seen, you’re doing a hell of a decent job of it.

i guess what i’m trying to say is: here’s one middle-aged guy saying i don’t think you’re a generation of narcissists. i think you’re a generation of individualists. there’s a big difference.

That’s an interesting take on millennials, actually! I consider the defining feature of the millennial generation is that we’re super-social. We band together and support one another ferociously, that I’ve noticed, though I guess also at this point it’s a bit hard to guess how much of it is just teenage cliquishness since so many of us are under-twenty.

But still it seems like 70’s and 80’s teens were a lot more overtly individualistic, removed from society, and contemptuous of society, you know? Stand-offish and uninvolved. Your average millennial now is wired right in to creating, critiquing, repairing, and re-inventing societies. 

Maybe that’s why we’re so standoffish about poisonous praise? ‘You’re not living up to your potential, honey! We wanted so much more…’ the world we’re expected to fit into is gone. The standard by which we’re measured is so obviously and frustratingly warped! We want honesty and transparency, not barbed ass-pats and polite fictions. We need to diagnose problems accurately before we can go and fix them—and we want to fix these problems, we’re desperate to. But all we get is corrupt governments, rigged elections, killer cops, unpaid internships, and Time Magazine running article after article about how self-centered we are to buy an iphone.

I wonder how much more aware kids are now that they’re being lied to, you know? I think maybe it happened gradually over the last fifty years, but I know that millennial kids and boomer adults have intensely different paradigms on basically everything, especially when it comes to privacy, authority, honesty… 

But of course, our parents only wanted the best for us… we were such good kids.  

I feel like my generation is a lot more like how the y0’s guy was saying his generation was like so I guess nothing has really changed? GREAT



i like necks a lot yeh lets talk about necks!!! u gotta know what’s going on in there to draw necks, here’s a fairly simple run down.

Also a lot (most all) of my anatomy knowledge comes from taking Scott Eaton’s anatomy for artists course.  If you have a chance/money to take it, it’s really great.  

Reblog if you wouldn’t mind getting some anons.



Reblog if you have made a friend online that you would love to hang with, but they live far away.



…apparently one of them is into gray and the other is into brown.

God I wish we knew which hallboy is named what because it drives me crazy.

*contemplates sending fanmail to background actors demanding a long backstory of their character that nearly never has speaking lines*