september 1

t i m e   t o   c e l e b r a t e    h a l l o w e e n

…it’s still the wrong month. :P

t h a t ‘ s    n o t   v e r y    f e s t i v e   o f    y o u

my biological pronouns are ATGCGCATATCGATCG/CGATCGATCGGCATCGTA

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It’s true. The genitalia aren’t skeletal muscle, they’re entirely smooth muscle and glands, which means they’re not under voluntary control. They belong to the autonomic nervous system. They’re not even as closely tied to the limbic system (emotions) as they are to reflex arcs (physical stimulus causing a rapid and involuntary response). So shut up about “tHeY eNjOyEd It” already.

My dear lgbt+ kids, 

If you identify as a girl, then you are a girl. 

That’s how simple it is. You think of yourself as a girl? Congratulations, you passed the test! You’re a real girl! 

No matter how your body looks like, no matter how your genitalia look like, no matter which surgeries you had or not, want to have or not, no matter if you have a uterus or not, no matter how you dress, no matter if you wear make-up or not, no matter who you date or not, no matter who you sleep with or not, no matter if you’ve always felt like a girl or not - You’re a girl. 

If “I’m a girl” feels right, well, then it is right. No further discussion necessary. You don’t need to fulfill any other criteria to be “girl enough” or to qualify as a “real girl”. 

You are a real girl. 

With all my love, 

Your Tumblr Mom 

when you’re dissociating and someone asks you a question

In case no one has said it to you yet…

HAPPY PRIDE MONTH!

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Chef Who Makes Edible Piece of Art: Sushi Shoes

Yujia Hu, a Chinese chef born in Italy and now based in Milan, has combined food and fashion together in a beautiful blend to present the world with his latest culinary creations, sushi shoes.

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who the fuck decided they could call them “sushi shoes” and not SHOESHIES

Since I already brought up my university’s chaplain once today, I thought I’d share with you the best advice he ever gave me.

If someone is suffering and you want to help, instead of saying “let me know if there’s anything I can do,” offer a few options of things you know you can do.

“Can I do your dishes while you study for your exam?”

“Would it help if I came to the waiting room with you?”

“I can distract you if you like.”

When someone’s suffering, making them choose how to be helped can sometimes be an extra burden, especially if they don’t know how serious your offer is. By giving examples, they only need to say yes/no, and they know you wouldn’t offer anything too big for you to handle.

gonna expand on this by saying, please don’t offer something you genuinely aren’t prepared to follow through on. I’ve had too many people leave me in the dust in crucial moments that way. Likewise, I’ve also been in the position where I’ve had to do something I wasn’t prepared to do. So: Offer the help you know you can give. Even the little things help.

When I was in college, I wrote a paper on the real life applications of zombies.

Whether you love them or you’re sick of them, zombies as a pop cultural milestone are incredibly useful when it comes to disaster preparation. Organizations like the CDC and FEMA will run drills to train their staff using “zombie outbreak” scenarios. Parents of young children are encouraged to frame home disaster plans in terms of zombie attacks, because zombies are a fun Halloween thing, rather than something as real and scary as a tornado or a house fire.

But I notice it in other parts of my life.

I was looking into a setup for making my own rope, because reasons. When I was asked why I would even care about how to do something like that, I didn’t have to explain that it’s a neat skill to have and I like the idea of being a little more reliant on myself and a little less reliant on Target. I said “in case of zombies,” and the other person nodded like I’d said something perfectly reasonable.

Same goes when I’m making arguments for why I’d rather know how to repair my own clothes than buy new ones. I could talk about ecological waste and sweatshop labor and all that stuff, or I could say “yeah, but when the zombies come, I won’t be the one with holes in my socks.”

And yes, the person on the other side probably already knows a lot of that other stuff without me reiterating it for the thousandth time, but also, constantly talking about all the ways the world sucks is really not doing my mental health any favors. Sometimes it’s better to take a step back and pretend the scariest things we’re facing are a bunch of movie monsters that can be outpaced with a brisk walk.

You know what? This is actually really good advice.

I’m a broke student living on the 8th floor of a student housing place and I don’t know how often I wasn’t able to buy groceries because the elevator was broken. Or how often we didn’t have flowing water for a few hours, or I couldn’t wash my clothes because I didn’t have the change for the laundromat.

And a lot of times when there is one of those situations, I realise that I’m not completely prepared for that, because you never remember to prepare for everything. I’m not gonna go: i need to stack up on candles in case of a blackout. I need basic non-perishable food items so I can make easy meals if I’ve run out of money or don’t have the time/energy to go shopping. I need hand washing detergent in case I can’t use the laundromat for whatever reason. I need cash for when I can’t go to the atm. But the ‘zombie scenario’ includes all of that. A stack of water bottles? - Zombies. No-heat food stuff? - Zombies. Flashlight? - Zombies. Med kid? - Zombies. Extra batteries? - Zombies. Enough medicine for 3 days? - Zombies.

“Could I survive, alone, for 3-5 days in case of zombies?” is a pretty good question to prepare for emergencies but also to make sure there is something to fall back on in case you hit a rough patch (whether it’s a depressive episode, running out of money or just having a very stressful week).

I know that’s not what you were talking about, but I find it really helpful.

(I would also very much like to read your essay on the use of zombie)

This is exactly what I was talking about– I think you articulated it a whole lot better than I did.

I’m really glad you found it helpful!

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notre dame is burning.

this is ok.

it has happened before. it will happen again. it has been lost before. it will be lost again. and again. and again. and again. art and architecture are transient, and temporary, and 850 years may seem like a lot to the individual, who will live maybe 100 if they are very lucky and very healthy, but even the pyramids at saqqara have only existed for about 6000 years and that’s still not all that much, if you consider the grand scheme of things.

yes, this is terrible. as someone who is deeply religious and literally a professional historian with a focus on art and architecture, this is terrible. im mourning. im gutted. im horrified and upset and miserable. but.

it’s not over.

victor hugo wrote hunchback because notre dame du paris was in the process of collapsing and falling apart, and revitalized the entire world’s focus and love for this church, and that was not even 200 years ago. it led to it being renovated.

the roof has fallen in. the scars of fires are on its buttresses. the rose window has fallen out. the beams and piers have collapsed. the spire has toppled. the stones have suffered, and will suffer again, but it is not gone.

renovation work is essential. sometimes things collapse and burn and break and have to come back. it’s not a terrorist attack, it’s renovation, an accident, but we have so much evidence, history, carefully documented everything on one of the most studied places in the world.

it’s not the end.

Hey so, French person here. And also an ex History student. I’m here to say: Please listen to o.p. above.

Obviously everyone is shocked but here’s a few important key facts:

Notre Dame is still there. It’s just damaged. Almost nothing was lost today, and nobody was wounded either. It’s scary, but it’s gonna be okay.

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