its really important for men to stand up to other men who say terrible and sexist shit
because sexist men dont listen to what women have to say
literally the most important thing men can do if they want to call themselves feminist allies
Clean your goddamed room
Bruh. The only messy thing you can see from my webcam is my unmade bed. That’s not my room. That’s my bed. The only thing wrong here is that I don’t always make my bed before taking pictures of my cute face.
Look at how cute I am!
Who could hate this face?
i think tumblr just needs a reminder of Kindergarten rules
After catching up on my Steven Universe, I wanted to make some more fangems, so I started with chakra stones, then it hit me. Humanizations of the 7 chakras for a webcomic!
I’ve been working on thinking them up all night. My general idea for this is a group of heroes, though I don’t know what to have their goals to be.
i had a dream about a girl that could walk through walls
she went to a school with other mutants, with other powers, like her own. (resemblant of Sky High or X-Men…you get the idea)
she didn’t exactly have the power to walk through walls, but she had the power to break down the matter in walls to make it so that she could pass through them. this only worked for a very short time.
she only ate on mondays, because she was worried that one day, she would be too fat to walk through walls. she brought her own lunch to school.
one monday, a boy in her class found where she hid her lunch, and ate it. she screamed at him ‘DO YOU KNOW WHEN THE LAST TIME I ATE WAS? THAT WAS MY LUNCH! NOW I’LL STARVE!’ she cried, and used her powers to sink, and sink, and sink into the very basement of the school. she said that she wouldn’t come out until a certain teacher came down to comfort her.
a teacher, who was a nerdy-looking slug who could stretch his body like Jake the Dog, came downstairs to calm her down. that’s where the dream cut off.
it was a very interesting dream. perhaps i’ll draw the characters from it.
I was going through my dream journal tag, and found this gem. Thought I’d share it!
For the entire month of February, I had a streak of horrible, horrible luck, with bad things constantly happening to me. I’ve had quite a few of these in my lifetime. It’s never just one bad thing, it’s a string of bad things, that don’t necessarily resolve, but cease worsening by the end of the month.
That’s one of my great questions in life, is why these happen. Something to meditate on.
I decided it would be best to avoid them after this. I decided to break up with them to avoid any further panic attacks over their headmates.
The curse I had in February is returning to me. I think I’ll go back to bed.