Omfg! Too cute. :3
(via imgTumble)Seriously considering making the last one my work computer background.
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We let Willow cut her hair. When you have a little girl, it’s like how can you teach her that you’re in control of her body? If I teach her that I’m in charge of whether or not she can touch her hair, she’s going to replace me with some other man when she goes out in the world. She can’t cut my hair but that’s her hair. She has got to have command of her body. So when she goes out into the world, she’s going out with a command that it is hers. She is used to making those decisions herself. We try to keep giving them those decisions until they can hold the full weight of their lives.
–(On why he let Willow cut all of her hair off)
Read more: Will Smith On Allowing Willow To Cut Her Hair: ‘She Has Got To Have Command Of Her Body’ | Necole Bitchie.com
- He raises a really great point. What would it mean to believe very early that my body was mine. That it’s not for anyone or for any particular purpose other than to be mine until I decide otherwise.
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I was damned near 30 before I could believe my body belonged to me & me alone. Dear people who take an issue with this,
Let the Smiths do right by their babies & shut the fuck up about how you think they should parent.
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Lot of love for Will Smith right now.
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I wish my parents realized that when I was growing up.
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Via Windelin's TempestWhen I was in preschool there was this really weird system of time-out where they’d put you in this giant plastic bucket sort of like this one:
And the rule was you couldn’t leave the bucket for ten minutes.
In case you didn’t know, I was what the teachers referred to as a…
“Hey Dustin! Getcha ass ova here! We buildin’ bird feeders! Peanut butter pinecone craft time motherfucka!”
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chicken nuggets
train tracks
Never ending staircases.
Thinking about forever or nothingness
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Opossums send me into an absolute fit. Dead, walking on the road, on my porch eating dog food, IT DOES NOT MATTER! I can’t handle them. I have goosebumps just thinking about them. Ughh.
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If you’re a “nice guy” to a girl up until you realize she doesn’t want to date you, then go on about how she’s a cold shrew that friendzoned you and how no girls date nice guys, like, nah mate, girls do date nice guys. You just aren’t a nice guy. You’re a passive aggressive beta with internalized misogyny and a serious victim complex.
TUMBLR FRIENDS. This is me! This is a new poem! This contest is one of the most important things to happen to me EVER. It’d be the greatest if you could ‘Like’ this on YouTube and send this ‘round.Remember when I said I’d only post extremely worth-it poetry videos? Haven’t I been right so far?
Well, here’s one more: Miles Walser performs a new poem about his gender identity. It’s brave and beautiful and incredible. And, if you LIKE the video afterward, you’ll be contributing a vote that may help him win a book deal with WRITE BLOODY PUBLISHING. So watch, enjoy, and make sure you “like” it. No one deserves this more.
SIGNAL BOOST: REBLOG THIS.
Miles Walser, Miles Walser, Miles Walser
The first poet to ever make me cry repeatedly when listening to a poem of theirs. PLEASE WATCH ON YOUTUBE AND LIKE. This guy — he’s amazing.
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About me
Courtney. 20. Devoted Skyhawk. Health and Human Performance Major. Avid shoe wearer. Camp enthusiast.
