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I'm Tired and Angry But Somebody Should Be

@ifshehadwings / ifshehadwings.tumblr.com

Stacy queer cis woman 30s she/her, you may also find me elsewhere as sophie_448 | is there even a point in trying to keep my list of fandoms current anymore? idk but rn i'm the untamed/mo dao zu shi trash, followed by the 87 other things i'm also still obsessed with | adhd, feminism, fat acceptance, #blm, stuff ... things
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The Marvel Cinematic UniverseIron Man (2008) dir. Jon Favreau

“I never got to say goodbye to my father. There’s questions I would’ve asked him. I would’ve asked him how he felt about what his company did, if he was conflicted, if he ever had doubts. Or maybe he was every inch of man we remember from the newsreels. I saw young Americans killed by the very weapons I created to defend them and protect them. And I saw that I had become part of a system that is comfortable with zero-accountability.”

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So a friend of mine watched Yuri on Ice and her major take-away was “okay, Victor I get, and ‘-ov’ is ‘son of’ but wtf kind of name is Nikifor” so she looked it up.

Apparently, “Nikifor” is the Slavic version of Greek “Nikephoros" , which means “carrying victory”

You read that right.

This bitch is literally just named Winner, Son of a Winner

Winner Winnerson.

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Reblog if your illness does define you

Reblog if your illness has shaped your outlook on life and the world.

Reblog if your illness has warped your perceptions of people and social situations.

Reblog if your illness has altered some of the most fundamental aspects of your personality.

Reblog if your illness has impacted all of your relationships, and even been the reason for the beginning or end of some.

Reblog if your illness is often the cause of your moods and emotions, and affects nearly all of your moods and emotions in regard to other things.

Reblog if your illness has changed the strength of your virtues, from compassion and tolerance, to perseverance and determination, to gratitude and generosity.

Reblog if your illness has been a part of your life for so long that you honestly can’t differentiate the parts of your identity that are influenced by your illness from the parts that aren’t influenced by your illness.

Most importantly, please reblog this if you’re okay with your illness being on the incredibly long list of things that define you. Reblog if you don’t feel like your identity has to be completely undefined by your illness in order be valid. Reblog if you don’t necessarily like the parts of yourself that come from your illness, but don’t think that makes them any less you.

As much as it seems like it should go without saying, there’s an overwhelming amount of pressure (mainly from well-meaning abled people) to say that your illness doesn’t define you…but something that you experience all the time, every day, in every facet of your life, yeah, that’s going to have an impact on you, and it’s not wrong to admit that. It’s not even wrong to embrace it. Your ‘normal’ is under no obligation to resemble that of people who live in different circumstances than you do.

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This is important. I wish people in my life would stop telling me ‘you need to stop living inside your illness’ like ??? that’s all I can do, my dudes

My illnesses are part of me–I don’t have to like everything about them (and trust me, I don’t)…but if you don’t accept that my illnesses are part of who I am, then you don’t accept me, yo.

We didn’t choose this. The least you can do is not give us shit when we show symptoms.

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i have this idealized version of myself in my head that is content and doing what she loves and comfortable and sometimes i get so caught up in her life that it’s almost impossible to realize that she isn’t real yet. but i hope to be her someday.

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I have never been able to understand people with consistent lives – people who, for example, grow up in a liberal Catholic household and stay that way; or who in junior high school are already laying down a record on which to run for president one day. Imagine having no discarded personalities, no vestigial selves, no visible ruptures with yourself, no gulf of self-forgetfulness, nothing that requires explanation, no alien version of yourself that requires humor and accommodation. What kind of life is that?

Michael Warner, “Tongues Untied” in Curiouser: On the Queerness of Children (216)

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