Feeling almost overwhelmingly and frighteningly introspective at the moment. My entire being is craving a beautiful place to sit quietly and rest my weary mind and heart.
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My man.
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Back in the day, I totally would have crawled up in there with my toys and books. Perhaps, playing some Doctor Who and such. Oh, to be young and carefree again.
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Not entirely sure how I feel about this Hemlock Grove show yet, but I do dig seeing these guys again.
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A version for tumblr that can be read without opening a new tab, since plenty of people would scroll past this story otherwise.
The bravest woman on Earth.
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If a young woman in middle school or high school hangs up a poster of Barack Obama in her room, this is seen as acceptable. It’s fine for women to admire men and want to be like them.
If a young man (the same age) hangs up a poster of Hillary Clinton in his room, this is seen as odd (maybe even troubling, is he gay? Oh no!).
Society tells us young men can’t think of women as role models, unless they’re a family member, whereas young women can admire and seek to emulate anyone, regardless of gender.
If you’re a young man, and if you have a poster on your wall with a woman, she had better be half-naked in a bikini, even if the Ronald Reagan or Gen. Patton poster next to it obviously features the man fully-clothed.
Young men are not to taught to think of women as role models. They are taught to think of them as either family members or sexual objects. There is no other category presented.
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Husband getting ready for The Hobbit.
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I don’t think I’ll ever understand people who don’t like to read.
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"Even if the open windows of science at first make us shiver after the cozy indoor warmth of traditional humanizing myths, in the end the fresh air brings vigor, and the great spaces have a splendor of their own."Bertrand Russell (via fuckyeahsexyatheists)
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I suppose some would say it is the voice of god, but I say it is my own.
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Beautiful.
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