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PETA

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. 

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6 years ago

Just a reminder that today is NOT Mexico’s Independence Day, that’s September 16th. Today actually marks the Mexican army’s victory over France at the Battle of Puebla in 1862. I don’t really know why people here in America celebrate today, I guess it’s an excuse for them to get hammered. God, sometimes I hate my fellow Americans. Anyways, it’s not like Mexico celebrates the Fourth of July…let’s stop making Cinco de Mayo a thing here.

2 years ago

With the way that I am singing these love songs, I bet my mom thinks I must be in love with some boy. The jokes on her I am singing about 2 characters that I believe are in love to get in the mood to write a fluffy fic.

3 years ago

Okay but, I hate reading hurt/angst but love writing it. Torturing myself is one thing, doing it to characters & audience is another. 😂

me when I click on a hurt/comfort fanfic and there's hurt in it:

Me When I Click On A Hurt/comfort Fanfic And There's Hurt In It:

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7 years ago
At Target This Lady Told Her Son He Couldn’t Have A Wonder Woman Doll Because “that’s For Girls”
At Target This Lady Told Her Son He Couldn’t Have A Wonder Woman Doll Because “that’s For Girls”
At Target This Lady Told Her Son He Couldn’t Have A Wonder Woman Doll Because “that’s For Girls”
At Target This Lady Told Her Son He Couldn’t Have A Wonder Woman Doll Because “that’s For Girls”
At Target This Lady Told Her Son He Couldn’t Have A Wonder Woman Doll Because “that’s For Girls”
At Target This Lady Told Her Son He Couldn’t Have A Wonder Woman Doll Because “that’s For Girls”
At Target This Lady Told Her Son He Couldn’t Have A Wonder Woman Doll Because “that’s For Girls”
At Target This Lady Told Her Son He Couldn’t Have A Wonder Woman Doll Because “that’s For Girls”
At Target This Lady Told Her Son He Couldn’t Have A Wonder Woman Doll Because “that’s For Girls”
At Target This Lady Told Her Son He Couldn’t Have A Wonder Woman Doll Because “that’s For Girls”

At Target this lady told her son he couldn’t have a Wonder Woman doll because “that’s for girls” and then bought her daughter the same one. It got me thinking about how often I see people bar young boys from appreciating girls/women as protagonists and heroes, and my own experience with it as a kid.

7 years ago

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


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6 years ago

“La Lluvia” ~ Jacqueline Acuña

Este poema está dedicado a mi nana, que descanse en paz. Donde sea que te encuentres, espero que sepas que te amo y te extraño. Espero que te guste este poema. Hay otra versión en Ingles titulado “The Rain”. 

“La Lluvia”:

La lluvia nos saludo en el principio del fin.

Nos dirigió hacia el camino adelante.

Un camino enlodado, lleno de piedras, con saltos y golpes.

Un camino muy bien viajado.

Un camino lleno de dolor.

Un camino que dirige a todos hacía el mismo, desgraciado final.

Y igual como vino, se fue.

Inesperadamente.

Nos dejó empapados en lágrimas de tristeza, de alegría.

Pero la lluvia nos trajo juntos, nos unió.

Y juntos lloramos su partida.

Llorábamos porque sin ella había una sequía en nuestros corazones que nunca va estar resuelto.

Las nubes también se juntaran, por el resto del tiempo y llorarán por su memoria.

La agua goteando desde el cielo no estará llena de su presencia.

La agua no será suficiente para aliviar el dolor de la desaparición de la lluvia.

Y aunque no queramos aprender a vivir con el dolor y la sequía lo tendríamos que hacer.

Solamente tenemos su memoria para satisfacer nuestra sed de querer verla, de querer estar redondeados de su presencia.

Solamente tenemos su memoria de la frialdad recorriendo nuestra piel, llevando con ella nuestras preocupaciones y dolor.

Por ella, nos convertimos en lluvia—llorando gotas tratando de limpiar el dolor de haberla perdido.

Por ella, nos convertimos en lluvia para recordarla.


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6 years ago

I hope you find this helpful. Espero que encuentren esto útil. 😊

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4 years ago

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


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8 years ago

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