I’ve made it through Day 1 of the WDW Christmas vacation without a major breakdown. My sister and I are going to MK tomorrow morning though, so today may be worthless. The drive on to property from the airport was rough though
oh man the best is when a dude is like "you’re not wife material." fucking good. i want to be totalitarian dictator material; blood sucking life ruiner material; fucking bulletproof immortal drug lord material. not your fucking wife you gross asshole.
In 1968, during the administration of US President Lyndon B. Johnson, Eartha Kitt encountered a substantial professional setback after she made anti-war statements during a White House luncheon. Kitt was invited to the White House luncheon and was asked by Lady Bird Johnson about the Vietnam War. She replied: “You send the best of this country off to be shot and maimed. No wonder the kids rebel and take pot.”
During a question and answer session, Kitt stated:
The children of America are not rebelling for no reason. They are not hippies for no reason at all. We don’t have what we have on Sunset Blvd. for no reason. They are rebelling against something. There are so many things burning the people of this country, particularly mothers. They feel they are going to raise sons — and I know what it’s like, and you have children of your own, Mrs. Johnson — we raise children and send them to war.
Her remarks reportedly caused Mrs. Johnson to burst into tears and led to a derailment in Kitt’s career
She actually was deported that day. You think she’s just some campy tart but she is a brave anti racism pioneer, she is your hero
(Source: napoleon--in--rags, via ghostofclarity)
This is the English word I want to get tattooed on my wrist. It means “to keep breathing even though the water rises all around you.” English is such a mystical exotic language. They can fit so much meaning into so small a word.
…because it’s not a word, it’s an acronym, for Self Contained Underwater Breathing Apparatus. …Also I’m pretty sure that even when used as a verb, or anything other than a noun, it still doesn’t mean what you think it means. From the way you worded your post it sounds like you’re a non-native English speaker (and I don’t really care if you are or aren’t), and it sounds like you’re about to do what a lot of US citizens like to do and tattoo Japanese or Chinese words on our bodies without knowing what they really mean-which, I may note, is an incredibly stupid thing to do. So please, save yourself from being ridiculed and don’t get this tattooed on your arm. .
Oh man, you’re right next to it. It’s right in front of you. You’re so close.
you’re getting warmer… warmer… HOT HOT HOT - oh no you lost it ice cold man ice cold.
"Rape culture is not just the act of rape. It is the culture that normalizes rape.
You don’t have to be a rapist to be a participant in rape culture. You don’t have to be a rape victim to understand or accept that rape culture exists. And being a participant in rape culture doesn’t automatically mean you’re a terrible person. It means you were raised in this culture. And that is not your fault.
But staying ignorant and getting defensive when rape culture is pointed out, that is all you."
I definitely, definitely did not just start crying thinking about being in EPCOT and MK again. I miss it with every bit of my damn soul, I miss doing special things for people and interacting with guests one-on-one. I miss making magic, even in the tiniest ways. That job made me feel like I had a purpose, like I was making the world a better place. I miss having an escape and inspiration. But I can never go back. I care deeply about parks and resorts, but that’s not the life I want and I don’t want to call Florida “home”. There is nothing for me there.
I’m scared someone will see me, but I don’t know why. I mean, what do I think is going to happen? Anything I can think of isn’t horrible or anything I can’t handle. The chances of me running into anyone I know are slim anyway. Many of the people I know down there who I want to see are either more backstage roles or aren’t Cast Member anymore. I would like to see them though. However, my family would get pissy if I took any time to be around anyone other than them. I think I’m concerned no one there cares about me anymore. As if at the the end of the day, I was just another person who came and went like the rest of them.
so my mum just came into my room and goes “i made something for you” and gives me this funny little brown book
and inside it she wrote
and then on every single page she’s written something lovely like “beautiful” “funny” ”generous” etc
every single page
this is because she found out about my self harming a few weeks ago, and wants me to have something to look at every time i feel sad
i almost cried
you’re doing it right
That is wonderful! What a lovely, thoughtful, powerful gift.