Pip, they/them, nonbinary, panromantic, greysexual. This is sort of a junk blog, but its also my main one. I really use @woodwind-goddess so you should head over there
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This is getting on my fucking nerves, so I’m just going to say it here:
Adults who need high levels of support in daily living are not children.
“Mental age” is a concept rooted in eugenics, and it doesn’t actually exist.
No one should be robbed of agency or dignity because of their need for support. Oh, also, while we’re at it (since disability rights activism that doesn’t tackle age-related oppression is bullshit), kids deserve to be treated with respect too. Shouldn’t be a controversial statement, but it is.
Most people neglect to mention this, but if “being treated like a child” equates to “being robbed of agency and dignity,” there’s something fundamentally wrong with the way we treat children.
my mom says she’s not a hugger. but when i put my arms around her on a gloomy day or after bad news she’s the last to let go. my dad says he doesn’t want gifts on his birthday, but i see the way his face lights up when i get him a card with a nice message and a box full of chocolate anyway. he’s just a kid inside, still. it makes him giddy. my brother never says i love you. but when i tell him “i just need to finish the dishes before i vacuum!” he wordlessly goes to vacuum the entire house before i can, and if he sees me struggle with a wrapper or a jar or a bottle he mutters ‘c’mere’ and opens it for me without even sparing me a glance. the thing is, people love you quietly, and you love them quietly, and the air is buzzing with tiny but grand gestures & once you look for them, you find them everywhere. i think that’s really beautiful.
I keep seeing panphobic shit and I'm sad and I need to prove a point to myself
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it me! i am tired child
thanks for tagging me @the-stabbiest-dragon ! i really appreciate it!
i guess ill tag @browneyes-and-starryskies @ashisstrongerthanfire
with all the picrew tag games going around, I figured I’d start one with this fun one I found: https://picrew.me/image_maker/94097
it’s got a crapload if lgbtqia+ flags, pins, and backgrounds and is pretty fun.
tagging @tranquilbiitch @a-literate-snail @a-small-bastard @yellowfighter88 @3amsnek @justspillingcoldtea @coolblueintrovert @iindigodingo @eleven-pipers-piping and @ anyone else who sees this and thinks it looks fun or feels left out!
Found this on Facebook! BOOST!
Tell Etsy that #ThisIsNotNative
spring cleaning xx
getting replies on posts is one of the most fun things on this site for me and i just want u all to know u are EXTREMELY welcome to reply to all my posts even if u think its silly or irrelevant or just an emoji i dont care this blog is a talking zone not a silent aesthetic zone
A bill that would require New Brunswick schools to teach Indigenous languages to all students has won unanimous support from a committee of MLAs.
Members from all four parties voted on Tuesday afternoon in favour of the bill, which was introduced last month by Green Party MLA Megan Mitton.
“There’s a long history of Indigenous languages being systematically excluded from our public school system,” Mitton said during the debate.
“This is an opportunity for the revitalization of Wabanaki languages in our public school system.”
The bill would add a requirement for the teaching of Indigenous languages to a section of the Education Act that already requires the teaching of Indigenous history and culture.
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Tagging: @politicsofcanada @abpoli
If you are against BLM, you are unwelcome on my page.
If you support AllLivesMatter or BlueLivesMatter, you are not my friend.
If you think the riots are unjustified and irrational, unfollow me right now.
I am not black, but I support the black community all the way. I cannot possibly understand your pain or your suffering, but I’m with you. Now and forever.
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hey everyone! i hate my birthday (pls don’t wish me a happy one or ask why). but what i hate more is not doing anything to better the world i live in. so, i’m hosting a fundraiser!
it’s simple! send me an ask (off anon) about your favorite pjo moment/headcanon/ship whatever. for every ask, i will donate $1 and do a blograte (see under cut for format)
if you’re a mutual, you have another option. send me an ask with your favorite character and i’ll donate $3 and make a moodboard.
all asks from july 3 at 12:00 am EST to july 4 at 12:00 am EST will be honored.
donations will be to the homeless black trans women fund in atlanta, georgia. you can find more information or donate yourself here!
feel free to reblog! you don’t even need to be following me! i want to do something nice for everyone :)
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Team “I can hear the near silent hum of electrical appliances and the bubbles fizzing in the can of soda on the coffee table, but can’t watch tv without subtitles and processes conversation at ¼ speed”
went downstairs looking for thread so i could sew up the covering on the foam part of my headphoned and instead i found my cat playing floor hockey with a dead mouse. and then she saw me and stared as if to say, "u want in" i love her
hey so i just finished The Strange And Beautiful Sorrows Of Ava Lavender and.... fucking fuck. that shit hurted. it was so interesting and funny and the characters were all understandable (except one but i wont spoil) and real and then the last hundred or so pages happened. and it was still beautifully written and the characters were still so real, but now i was crying like a bitch! fuck man, it was both so amazing and so terrible and i dont know if i will ever recover, and i cannot give enough praise to the author; Leslye Walton, for this fucking that will never release its iron grip on my damn feels.
note; some things to watch out for if you think you wanna read this book, since books are not like Ao3 and don't have trigger warnings. this book discusses some heavy ass topics, part of why this shit hurted so much. that includes; rape, a LOT of death; gruesome death and less gruesome death, mentions of genocide from a Native American character, a shitload of bigotry, implied incest at one point but from people who were like in the past its really weird, bodily mutilation and grotesque violence, depression, and, though briefly, suicidal ideation. it may be a beautiful book, but it is a hard book, and i honestly am amazed i made it through, because while the author wrote this with a great deal of compassion and handled things well in my opinion, it was still excruciatingly raw and blunt and honest, and it fucking hurt, so it could absolutely, easily, be very triggering. so yah, be warned.
idk how some people don’t swear, if i can’t say the fuck word every 15 minutes i just will explode
okay so all my native folks i have a dilemma and an existential crisis and im genuinely uncertain if im like, unintentionally trying to appropriate a culture i dont actually belong to, or if im trying to actively join my community.
so i am largely white, and i am translucent, and my moms side of my family is an amalgamation of french, abenaki, and i think some german. however, for the few years of my life where i was fully under my parents jurisdiction with little outside contact, i was sort of raised outside of culture. culture-adjacent. barely anything you could call heritage except for antique family photos, the occasional mention of a great grandparent, and addiction problems. no traditions. little community. barely any family stories. and when i finally started forming a personality around 7 or so, and meeting humans and talking to them i realized oh shit, everyone has like.... a place. a group.
my french canadian friends visit family in canada every summer, my british and irish friends visit the uk and shit, my portuguese friends eat portueguese food and do their hair different. the people born and raised in my middle of buttfuck nowhere massachusetts town are all the worst and going nowhere. my black friends have a group of friends that know what their life is like
and i was looking for my place as this lost 7 year old. i didnt fit with the hillbilly, learned to rode on a tractor family. i definitely didnt fit with the rich uptight texas family. i didnt fit with the town i was in. and i was going through my genealogy, and talking to my family members, and i learned about my abenaki family members. theyre kinda distant but i do feel liek i fit with them. am i doing a bad? is this internalized racism? im sleep deprived and struggling and i dont wanna hurt anyone or hurt anyone elses culture or insert myself where i dont belong please someone help
Your sailor nickname is [what color your shirt is] [your first pet’s name]. You are [phone battery percentage] years old. Your ship is the HMS [last thing you ate].
my fool gremlin ass ran out of sleeping pills last night so now im a w a k e you know? the pharmacy better have ny fucking pills or i will shriek my fragile disabled body was not made for insomnia
which of your features would people romanticize if u were famous… for me i think it would be my bunny teeth or the little scar i have on my forehead from hitting it as a toddler
i also got conflict avoidant and doesnt take responsibility both of which are true but to a lesser extent also this is the only one i remembered to screenshot hi im a mess
hey yall I didn’t want to have to do work for my online classes so i made a uquiz instead. answer some questions and i’ll tell u what aspect of your personality annoys me the most
im curious. put in the tags if you have siblings, how many and if you’re an only child, oldest, middle, or youngest. i feel like this tells a ton about you
im curious. put in the tags if you have siblings, how many and if you’re an only child, oldest, middle, or youngest. i feel like this tells a ton about you
just because its true doesnt mean you should say it
Therapist: So, tell me about yourself. Why have you decided to go to therapy?
Tim: oh well it was all Bruce's idea. He's really good at picking up on when I'm feeling off. He absolutely insisted I talk to someone and after arguing with him for a bit, I relented.
Therapist: sounds like he really cares about you
Tim: yeah. You think as the good middle, unproblematic child I'd get overlooked, but he doesn't let anything slip by him
Flashback:
Tim [sighing]: sometimes i feel numb inside and nothing brings me joy. Everything i do just makes things worse
Batman, sitting at batcomputer: mhm
Tim [leaning dramatically over the back of a chair]: the days all blur together and i wonder if there's even a point to living. Why bother?
Batman: mhm
Tim [standing directly behind Bruce]: if i disappeared would you even miss me?
Batman: mhm yeah sound great Tim
Tim [resting his head on Bruce's shoulder]: this is a cry for help. I'm very depressed.
Batman: mhm
Jason: oh hey guys! Just dropping by before I go to kill the Penguin
Batman [whirling around]: wHAT?? YOU BETTER NOT-
Tim: oh for fucks sake
Reasons why I am a glowstick:
1: My skin turns weird colors
2: When I move everything cracks and pops
3: Bendy