He is not the sun. You are.
Christina Yang (via maybe-you-need-this)
you guys remember when PETA stole people pets off their porches and euthanized them?
you guys remember how it came out that PETA kills about 90% of the animals it takes in, including healthy and adoptable puppies and kittens, stating “ We could become a no-kill shelter immediately. It means we wouldn’t do as much work”?
you guys remember when PETA advocated killing all pit bulls for the crime of being pit bulls?
you guys remember when PETA handed out these comics to children when there were no adults looking?
you guys remember when they made a porn site and then filled it with videos of animal abuse, and (also in that link) claimed cats should be vegetarian?
you guys remember when PETA lied about sheep shearing, got caught, and defended the lie as true even after they admitted the sheep in their picture wasn’t even real?
you guys remember when they tried to excuse their horrifying ways by claiming that the person who exposed them was manipulating the facts by taking them and putting them in the wrong context?
Because I remember. I remember everything.
And I’m gonna make sure everyone else remembers too.
You see, this is my issue with parents who don’t give their kids privacy as well. They are the same ones who are like “This is my house, I pay the bills. You can do whatever you want when you start paying your own bills in your own house.”
sigh
You’re not creating space for you’re child to grow. You’re just restricting and preventing their growth.
“I had a room to myself as a kid, but my mother was always quick to point out that it wasn’t my room, it was her room and I was merely permitted to occupy it. Her point, of course, was that my parents had earned everything and I was merely borrowing the space, and while this is technically true I cannot help but marvel at the singular damage of this dark idea: That my existence as a child was a kind of debt and nothing, no matter how small, was mine. That no space was truly private; anything of mine could be forfeited at someone else’s whim.” ― Carmen Maria Machado, In the Dream House
open a document and start writing
you can’t please everyone with your art/writing and what counts as good art/writing is highly subjective so it’s okay to make the resolution to yourself that if a single person likes your work then that means it’s good, it has worth, and it has value
and it’s okay to make the resolution that the single person in question is allowed to be you
The truest thing I’ve seen. Bruh, the hell is this...Dante’s freaking Inferno?
posting on a blackboard discussion board and replying to two of your fellow students has to be one of the nine circles of hell