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Will Show: bogleech: lynati: movemequotes: Once a little boy went to school.One morningThe teacher said:“Today we are going to make a picture.”“Good!” thought the little boy.He liked to make all kinds;Lions and tigers,Chickens and cows,Trains and boats;And he took out his box of crayonsAnd began to draw. But the teacher said, “Wait!”“It is not time to begin!”And she waited until everyone looked ready.“Now,” said the teacher,“We are going to make flowers.”“Good!” thought the little boy,He liked to make beautiful onesWith his pink and orange and blue crayons.But the teacher said “Wait!”“And I will show you how.”And it was red, with a green stem.“There,” said the teacher,“Now you may begin.” The little boy looked at his teacher’s flowerThen he looked at his own flower.He liked his flower better than the teacher’sBut he did not say this.He just turned his paper over,And made a flower like the teacher’s.It was red, with a green stem. On another dayThe teacher said:“Today we are going to make something with clay.”“Good!” thought the little boy;He liked clay.He could make all kinds of things with clay:Snakes and snowmen,Elephants and mice,Cars and trucksAnd he began to pull and pinchHis ball of clay. But the teacher said, “Wait!”“It is not time to begin!”And she waited until everyone looked ready.“Now,” said the teacher,“We are going to make a dish.”“Good!” thought the little boy,He liked to make dishes.And he began to make someThat were all shapes and sizes. But the teacher said “Wait!”“And I will show you how.”And she showed everyone how to makeOne deep dish.“There,” said the teacher,“Now you may begin.” The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish;Then he looked at his own.He liked his better than the teacher’sBut he did not say this.He just rolled his clay into a big ball againAnd made a dish like the teacher’s.It was a deep dish. And pretty soonThe little boy learned to wait,And to watchAnd to make things just like the teacher.And pretty soonHe didn’t make things of his own anymore. Then it happenedThat the little boy and his familyMoved to another house,In another city,And the little boyHad to go to another school. The teacher said:“Today we are going to make a picture.”“Good!” thought the little boy.And he waited for the teacherTo tell what to do.But the teacher didn’t say anything.She just walked around the room. When she came to the little boyShe asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?”“Yes,” said the little boy.“What are we going to make?”“I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher.“How shall I make it?” asked the little boy.“Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher.“And any color?” asked the little boy.“Any color,” said the teacher.And he began to make a red flower with a green stem. ~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy … I hate that I hesitated to reblog this just because I expect people to think it’s pretentious or melodramatic when it’s seriously real as fuck and I’ve witnessed it
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Once a little boy went to school.One morningThe teacher said:“Today we are going to make a picture.”“Good!” thought the little boy.He liked to make all kinds;Lions and tigers,Chickens and cows,Trains and boats;And he took out his box of crayonsAnd began to draw.
But the teacher said, “Wait!”“It is not time to begin!”And she waited until everyone looked ready.“Now,” said the teacher,“We are going to make flowers.”“Good!” thought the little boy,He liked to make beautiful onesWith his pink and orange and blue crayons.But the teacher said “Wait!”“And I will show you how.”And it was red, with a green stem.“There,” said the teacher,“Now you may begin.”
The little boy looked at his teacher’s flowerThen he looked at his own flower.He liked his flower better than the teacher’sBut he did not say this.He just turned his paper over,And made a flower like the teacher’s.It was red, with a green stem.
On another dayThe teacher said:“Today we are going to make something with clay.”“Good!” thought the little boy;He liked clay.He could make all kinds of things with clay:Snakes and snowmen,Elephants and mice,Cars and trucksAnd he began to pull and pinchHis ball of clay.
But the teacher said, “Wait!”“It is not time to begin!”And she waited until everyone looked ready.“Now,” said the teacher,“We are going to make a dish.”“Good!” thought the little boy,He liked to make dishes.And he began to make someThat were all shapes and sizes.
But the teacher said “Wait!”“And I will show you how.”And she showed everyone how to makeOne deep dish.“There,” said the teacher,“Now you may begin.”
The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish;Then he looked at his own.He liked his better than the teacher’sBut he did not say this.He just rolled his clay into a big ball againAnd made a dish like the teacher’s.It was a deep dish.
And pretty soonThe little boy learned to wait,And to watchAnd to make things just like the teacher.And pretty soonHe didn’t make things of his own anymore.
Then it happenedThat the little boy and his familyMoved to another house,In another city,And the little boyHad to go to another school.
The teacher said:“Today we are going to make a picture.”“Good!” thought the little boy.And he waited for the teacherTo tell what to do.But the teacher didn’t say anything.She just walked around the room.
When she came to the little boyShe asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?”“Yes,” said the little boy.“What are we going to make?”“I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher.“How shall I make it?” asked the little boy.“Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher.“And any color?” asked the little boy.“Any color,” said the teacher.And he began to make a red flower with a green stem.
~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy

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I hate that I hesitated to reblog this just because I expect people to think it’s pretentious or melodramatic when it’s seriously real as fuck and I’ve witnessed it

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Will Show: ao3commentoftheday: In recent days, there have been a number of posts on tumblr about third party apps that host AO3 fic on them. A lot of people are worried and even more people are pissed. There is no need to send in emails to AO3 Support or to the Policy and Abuse team. They are fully aware of the situation and are probably drowning in emails right now.  Here’s what I know and what you can do about it. Fluff app / Fanfiction Pocket Archive Library app / Archive Track Reader app: These apps work as a sort of skin for the AO3 site itself. They don’t download works and redistribute them. They provide an access point to AO3. The developers of these apps are making money from the app itself (through tips and subscriptions - both voluntary), which wouldn’t exist without the free content created by AO3 authors. Since people post their work to AO3 because it is free to access and hosted without ads, authors are understandably angered by this. Because these apps are basically just a portal to the site, a DMCA notice will not apply in this case. All works currently hosted on AO3 will show up on these apps, because these apps are simply letting you view AO3 through their interface. Woodsign company apps (including MCU, Harry Potter, Sherlock, Creepypasta, and more): These apps seem to curate  some fic from the various fandoms and rehost it. They allow users to read offline, so it’s possible they are redistributing it. In this case, a DMCA takedown might be effective. This app developer is also making money by hosting fanfic that was written and posted for free on AO3. They have put up a paywall so that you can only access the complete fic if you pay for it or rate the app in the App store.  If you want to post a negative review, consider saying things like: * these fanworks are free already at archiveofourown.org* you can kudos, comment, bookmark, subscribe, and mark to read for later for free with an archiveofourown.org account* you can also download fics to read later in various file formats - both pdf and formats that are usable by ereaders * archiveofourown.org is a website with full mobile browser accessibility. Anything you can do in this app, you can do on the site - for free, and without ads* the Archive is a fully-licensed non-profit organization run by volunteers, unlike this for-profit app There is no official AO3 app. The website is mobile friendly and if you want to have quick button access to it, you can Add to Homescreen on your phone and you can click in just like you would on an app. None of these third party apps can provide you with AO3 support. Only AO3 can do that. The best version of the site will always, always be the site itself. If you’ve read this far, please signal boost so that AO3 Support can get fewer tickets. And if you love AO3, consider donating to them. They accept donations year round, not just during their pledge drives. 
Will Show: ao3commentoftheday:
In recent days, there have been a number of posts on tumblr about third party apps that host AO3 fic on them. A lot of people are worried and even more people are pissed. 
There is no need to send in emails to AO3 Support or to the Policy and Abuse team. They are fully aware of the situation and are probably drowning in emails right now. 
Here’s what I know and what you can do about it. 
Fluff app / Fanfiction Pocket Archive Library app / Archive Track Reader app:
These apps work as a sort of skin for the AO3 site itself. They don’t download works and redistribute them. They provide an access point to AO3. 
The developers of these apps are making money from the app itself (through tips and subscriptions - both voluntary), which wouldn’t exist without the free content created by AO3 authors. Since people post their work to AO3 because it is free to access and hosted without ads, authors are understandably angered by this. 
Because these apps are basically just a portal to the site, a DMCA notice will not apply in this case. All works currently hosted on AO3 will show up on these apps, because these apps are simply letting you view AO3 through their interface.
Woodsign company apps (including MCU, Harry Potter, Sherlock, Creepypasta, and more):
These apps seem to curate  some fic from the various fandoms and rehost it. They allow users to read offline, so it’s possible they are redistributing it. In this case, a DMCA takedown might be effective. 
This app developer is also making money by hosting fanfic that was written and posted for free on AO3. They have put up a paywall so that you can only access the complete fic if you pay for it or rate the app in the App store. 
If you want to post a negative review, consider saying things like:
* these fanworks are free already at archiveofourown.org* you can kudos, comment, bookmark, subscribe, and mark to read for later for free with an archiveofourown.org account* you can also download fics to read later in various file formats - both pdf and formats that are usable by ereaders * archiveofourown.org is a website with full mobile browser accessibility. Anything you can do in this app, you can do on the site - for free, and without ads* the Archive is a fully-licensed non-profit organization run by volunteers, unlike this for-profit app 
There is no official AO3 app. The website is mobile friendly and if you want to have quick button access to it, you can Add to Homescreen on your phone and you can click in just like you would on an app. None of these third party apps can provide you with AO3 support. Only AO3 can do that. The best version of the site will always, always be the site itself. 
If you’ve read this far, please signal boost so that AO3 Support can get fewer tickets. And if you love AO3, consider donating to them. They accept donations year round, not just during their pledge drives. 

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Will Show: Cood Caerings Colaring in the lines: Colors make Sense: No white Spaces: CEZAN EI ashabl Markers C) lynati: movemequotes: Once a little boy went to school.One morningThe teacher said:“Today we are going to make a picture.”“Good!” thought the little boy.He liked to make all kinds;Lions and tigers,Chickens and cows,Trains and boats;And he took out his box of crayonsAnd began to draw. But the teacher said, “Wait!”“It is not time to begin!”And she waited until everyone looked ready.“Now,” said the teacher,“We are going to make flowers.”“Good!” thought the little boy,He liked to make beautiful onesWith his pink and orange and blue crayons.But the teacher said “Wait!”“And I will show you how.”And it was red, with a green stem.“There,” said the teacher,“Now you may begin.” The little boy looked at his teacher’s flowerThen he looked at his own flower.He liked his flower better than the teacher’sBut he did not say this.He just turned his paper over,And made a flower like the teacher’s.It was red, with a green stem. On another dayThe teacher said:“Today we are going to make something with clay.”“Good!” thought the little boy;He liked clay.He could make all kinds of things with clay:Snakes and snowmen,Elephants and mice,Cars and trucksAnd he began to pull and pinchHis ball of clay. But the teacher said, “Wait!”“It is not time to begin!”And she waited until everyone looked ready.“Now,” said the teacher,“We are going to make a dish.”“Good!” thought the little boy,He liked to make dishes.And he began to make someThat were all shapes and sizes. But the teacher said “Wait!”“And I will show you how.”And she showed everyone how to makeOne deep dish.“There,” said the teacher,“Now you may begin.” The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish;Then he looked at his own.He liked his better than the teacher’sBut he did not say this.He just rolled his clay into a big ball againAnd made a dish like the teacher’s.It was a deep dish. And pretty soonThe little boy learned to wait,And to watchAnd to make things just like the teacher.And pretty soonHe didn’t make things of his own anymore. Then it happenedThat the little boy and his familyMoved to another house,In another city,And the little boyHad to go to another school. The teacher said:“Today we are going to make a picture.”“Good!” thought the little boy.And he waited for the teacherTo tell what to do.But the teacher didn’t say anything.She just walked around the room. When she came to the little boyShe asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?”“Yes,” said the little boy.“What are we going to make?”“I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher.“How shall I make it?” asked the little boy.“Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher.“And any color?” asked the little boy.“Any color,” said the teacher.And he began to make a red flower with a green stem. ~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy …
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Once a little boy went to school.One morningThe teacher said:“Today we are going to make a picture.”“Good!” thought the little boy.He liked to make all kinds;Lions and tigers,Chickens and cows,Trains and boats;And he took out his box of crayonsAnd began to draw.
But the teacher said, “Wait!”“It is not time to begin!”And she waited until everyone looked ready.“Now,” said the teacher,“We are going to make flowers.”“Good!” thought the little boy,He liked to make beautiful onesWith his pink and orange and blue crayons.But the teacher said “Wait!”“And I will show you how.”And it was red, with a green stem.“There,” said the teacher,“Now you may begin.”
The little boy looked at his teacher’s flowerThen he looked at his own flower.He liked his flower better than the teacher’sBut he did not say this.He just turned his paper over,And made a flower like the teacher’s.It was red, with a green stem.
On another dayThe teacher said:“Today we are going to make something with clay.”“Good!” thought the little boy;He liked clay.He could make all kinds of things with clay:Snakes and snowmen,Elephants and mice,Cars and trucksAnd he began to pull and pinchHis ball of clay.
But the teacher said, “Wait!”“It is not time to begin!”And she waited until everyone looked ready.“Now,” said the teacher,“We are going to make a dish.”“Good!” thought the little boy,He liked to make dishes.And he began to make someThat were all shapes and sizes.
But the teacher said “Wait!”“And I will show you how.”And she showed everyone how to makeOne deep dish.“There,” said the teacher,“Now you may begin.”
The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish;Then he looked at his own.He liked his better than the teacher’sBut he did not say this.He just rolled his clay into a big ball againAnd made a dish like the teacher’s.It was a deep dish.
And pretty soonThe little boy learned to wait,And to watchAnd to make things just like the teacher.And pretty soonHe didn’t make things of his own anymore.
Then it happenedThat the little boy and his familyMoved to another house,In another city,And the little boyHad to go to another school.
The teacher said:“Today we are going to make a picture.”“Good!” thought the little boy.And he waited for the teacherTo tell what to do.But the teacher didn’t say anything.She just walked around the room.
When she came to the little boyShe asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?”“Yes,” said the little boy.“What are we going to make?”“I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher.“How shall I make it?” asked the little boy.“Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher.“And any color?” asked the little boy.“Any color,” said the teacher.And he began to make a red flower with a green stem.
~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy

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Will Show: reddit Marylandman101 4y what does it feel like to do heroin 256 [deleted] 4y Actually this is an obvious question but it's not what you might think. Let me explain it to you, I've been an opiate addict for a long time and tried many drugs. Drugs that are 'uppers' have the most 'obvious' euphoria. For example if you take adderall/coke/meth/speed/MDMA you will get this shining bright euphoria, self confidence, energy, and other drug-specific feelings (for meth like you are king However, you owe these drugs back what they delivered to you. After a meth binge, or lots of MDMA use, or staying up all night on coke you will feel like shit. To an extent this aspect is similar to an alcoholic hangover. or for MDMA like you love everyone) On the other hand, for many people who experiment with heroin they are underwhelmed (not including IV usage, but most experimenters rarely ever IV first time). They just feel good, chill, happy, but they feel like this spooky drug 'heroin' hasn't delivered They are just mellow. Oh obviously it has all been a lie they will think. Heroin isn't spooky, it's chill. It's not addictive like everyone else thinks. It doesn't make you do stupid shit or stay up all day and hallucinate like amphetamines or coke. It doesn't empty your serotonin like MDMA or give you a hangover like alcohol. People tend to just think oh, what a nice drug. So the next day they wake up and everything is normal. No headache or shitty feeling--just a slight afterglow of that nice feeling. Oh it was cheap as well! It only cost $10 for a whole night of being high! I thought people said heroin was expensive? And then next weekend comes... There are all these drugs I could do but I liked heroin. It didn't 'fuck me up,' I could still think clearly. No hangover. No feeling like shit later. I still was awake. It just made me happy and content with life. Oh and it's only $10! Well, I should get some more for the whole weekend. This is great! I will use Heroin on the weekends now! Now let's say this person works and has responsibilities. He knows he can't go into work drunk, or on MDMA, or high. So he doesn't. It's actually simple. But heroin... Well the user might actually find they do better work on heroin. Instead of being sad or grumpy or depressed with his jo... he is just... happy. Mellow. Content. Everything is fine and the world is beautiful. It's raining, it's dark, I woke up at 5:30AM, I'm commuting in traffic. I would have had a headache, I would have been miserable, I would have wondered how my life took me to this point. This point I'm at right now. But no, no, everything is fine. Life is beautiful. The rain drops are just falling and in each one I see the reflection of every persons life around me. Humanity is beautiful. In this still frame shot of traffic on this crowded bus I just found love and peace Heroin is a wonder drug. Heroin is better than everything else. Heroin makes me who I wish I was. Heroin makes life worth living. Heroin is better than everything else. Heroin builds up a tolerance fast. Heroin starts to cost more money. I need heroin to feel normal. I don't love anymore. Now I'm sick. I can't afford the heroin that I need. How did $10 used to get me high? Now I need $100. That guy that let me try a few lines the first time doesn't actually deal. Oh I need to find a real dealer? This guy is a felon and carries a gun--he can sell me the drug that lets me find love in the world. No this isn't working, I need to quit. To answer your question, heroin feels nice. That's all, it just feels very nice. You can make the rest up for yourself. Attach your own half-truths to this drug that will show you the world and for a moment you will feel as clever as Faust. Edit: Thank you for the kind words. I received help and I'm doing well now. Luckily I was able to pull up and get help right before I entered the deadly downward spiral. Some of my friends have not done as well. Sorry to steal the limelight from OP 2675 Ifuxdalion 4y Reading that was more haunting than any anti-drug campaign that I've been exposed to. Thanks. A lot. 907
Will Show: reddit
 Marylandman101 4y
 what does it feel like to do heroin
 256
 [deleted] 4y
 Actually this is an obvious question but it's not what you might
 think. Let me explain it to you, I've been an opiate addict for a
 long time and tried many drugs. Drugs that are 'uppers' have the
 most 'obvious' euphoria. For example if you take
 adderall/coke/meth/speed/MDMA you will get this shining bright
 euphoria, self confidence, energy, and other drug-specific feelings
 (for meth like you are king
 However, you owe these drugs back what they delivered to you.
 After a meth binge, or lots of MDMA use, or staying up all night on
 coke you will feel like shit. To an extent this aspect is similar to an
 alcoholic hangover.
 or for MDMA like you love everyone)
 On the other hand, for many people who experiment with heroin
 they are underwhelmed (not including IV usage, but most
 experimenters rarely ever IV first time). They just feel good, chill,
 happy, but they feel like this spooky drug 'heroin' hasn't delivered
 They are just mellow. Oh obviously it has all been a lie they will
 think. Heroin isn't spooky, it's chill. It's not addictive like everyone
 else thinks. It doesn't make you do stupid shit or stay up all day
 and hallucinate like amphetamines or coke. It doesn't empty your
 serotonin like MDMA or give you a hangover like alcohol. People
 tend to just think oh, what a nice drug.
 So the next day they wake up and everything is normal. No
 headache or shitty feeling--just a slight afterglow of that nice
 feeling. Oh it was cheap as well! It only cost $10 for a whole night
 of being high! I thought people said heroin was expensive? And
 then next weekend comes... There are all these drugs I could do
 but I liked heroin. It didn't 'fuck me up,' I could still think clearly. No
 hangover. No feeling like shit later. I still was awake. It just made
 me happy and content with life. Oh and it's only $10! Well, I
 should get some more for the whole weekend. This is great! I will
 use Heroin on the weekends now!

 Now let's say this person works and has responsibilities. He
 knows he can't go into work drunk, or on MDMA, or high. So he
 doesn't. It's actually simple. But heroin... Well the user might
 actually find they do better work on heroin. Instead of being sad
 or grumpy or depressed with his jo... he is just... happy. Mellow.
 Content. Everything is fine and the world is beautiful. It's raining,
 it's dark, I woke up at 5:30AM, I'm commuting in traffic. I would
 have had a headache, I would have been miserable, I would have
 wondered how my life took me to this point. This point I'm at right
 now. But no, no, everything is fine. Life is beautiful. The rain drops
 are just falling and in each one I see the reflection of every
 persons life around me. Humanity is beautiful. In this still frame
 shot of traffic on this crowded bus I just found love and peace
 Heroin is a wonder drug. Heroin is better than everything else.
 Heroin makes me who I wish I was. Heroin makes life worth
 living. Heroin is better than everything else. Heroin builds up a
 tolerance fast. Heroin starts to cost more money. I need heroin to
 feel normal. I don't love anymore. Now I'm sick. I can't afford the
 heroin that I need. How did $10 used to get me high? Now I need
 $100. That guy that let me try a few lines the first time doesn't
 actually deal. Oh I need to find a real dealer? This guy is a felon
 and carries a gun--he can sell me the drug that lets me find love
 in the world. No this isn't working, I need to quit.
 To answer your question, heroin feels nice. That's all, it just feels
 very nice. You can make the rest up for yourself. Attach your own
 half-truths to this drug that will show you the world and for a
 moment you will feel as clever as Faust.
 Edit: Thank you for the kind words. I received help and I'm doing
 well now. Luckily I was able to pull up and get help right before I
 entered the deadly downward spiral. Some of my friends have not
 done as well. Sorry to steal the limelight from OP
 2675
 Ifuxdalion 4y
 Reading that was more haunting than any anti-drug campaign
 that I've been exposed to. Thanks. A lot.
 907
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Will Show: Heautontimoroumenos Following @paulengelhard Universities didn't "turn left"; they stayed committed to rational thought It was the right which turned imbecile. RETWEETS LIKES 539 1,203 6:30 AM-14 Feb 2017 18 13539 1.2K Reply to @paulengelhard Heautontimoroumenos @paulengelhard Feb 14 Let's dispense with the myth that there is no place for conservatives in academia because universities are ideologically intolerant, okay? 2 101 248 Heautontimoroumenos @paulengelhard Feb 14 The problem is that if your religion is creationism, your news is infowars, and your economics are magical thinking, academia isn't for you 2 264 594 Heautontimoroumenos @paulengelhard Feb 14 It's not academia's fault that the chief intellectuals of the right these days are Newt Gingrich & Charles Krauthammer, for fuck's sake 71 2 242 Heautontimoroumenos @paulengelhard Feb 14 It's not academia's fault that social progress has become so mainstream that all that's left to the right is the frothing, lunatic fringe. t95 4 295 Heautontimoroumenos @paulengelhard Feb 14 And the simple fact is that THE CONSPIRACY THEORIES OF 4CHAN INCELS (which is what RW "thought" is today) ARE NOT WORTHY OF ACADEMIC DEBATE 1 t 83 254 Heautontimoroumenos @paulengelhard Feb 14 I mean, the right makes fun of gender theory, but believes that pizzagate is a clear and present threat to the nation GET. OUT. OF. CLASS 2 198 341 Heautontimoroumenos @paulengelhard Feb 14 I am HAPPY to debate the merits of mysticism v scholasticism any day I am NOT debating people who think Jesus rode on dinosaurs. 3 94 328 Heautontimoroumenos @paulengelhard Feb 14 Dear conservatives: you cannot create the most rabidly anti-intellectual movement in Western history, and then demand a voice in academia. 6 t330 741 Heautontimoroumenos @paulengelhard Feb 14 If 99% of scientists tell you that climate change is real, and Trump says it isn't, then the only intolerant ideology in the room is YOURS 83 2 276 Heautontimoroumenos @paulengelhard Feb 14 You can't deny objective reality, historical facts, and social consensus, and then cry foul if the places teaching those things shun you t88 2 234 Heautontimoroumenos @paulengelhard Feb 14 So, republicans, until you learn to accept OBJECTIVE FACTS, the only academic field that will show any interest in you is psychology 2 t55 248 Heautontimoroumenos @paulengelhard Feb 14 I'm an academic. And we don't owe ignorant, benighted fools time, debate, empathy, or consideration You want debate? Up your fucking game 2 t61 266 Heautontimoroumenos @paulengelhard Feb 14 You dislike gender theory? Feel free to debate it. But don't bring Toby Keith to a Judith Butler fight THEY ARE NOT INTELLECTUAL EQUALS. 2 52 243 Heautontimoroumenos @paulengelhard Feb 14 That's the whole fucking issue. You are trying to fight phallogocentrism with "not Adam & Steve" Fine. But do so in 3rd grade, not college. 1 17 163 Heautontimoroumenos @paulengelhard Feb 14 Here's an idea: I don't show up at a NASCAR race with a '01 Prius, and you don't show up to an academic debate with Alex Jones. Deal? 4 t 63 290 medusamori: rsbenedict: This thread is amazing. #don’t bring Toby Keith to a Judith Butler fight
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 committed to rational thought
 It was the
 right which turned imbecile.
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 Heautontimoroumenos @paulengelhard Feb 14
 Let's dispense with the myth that there is no place for conservatives in
 academia because universities are ideologically intolerant, okay?
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 Heautontimoroumenos @paulengelhard Feb 14
 The problem is that if your religion is creationism, your news is infowars, and
 your economics are magical thinking, academia isn't for you
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 It's not academia's fault that the chief intellectuals of the right these days are
 Newt Gingrich & Charles Krauthammer, for fuck's sake
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 Heautontimoroumenos @paulengelhard Feb 14
 It's not academia's fault that social progress has become so mainstream that all
 that's left to the right is the frothing, lunatic fringe.
 t95
 4
 295
 Heautontimoroumenos @paulengelhard Feb 14
 And the simple fact is that THE CONSPIRACY THEORIES OF 4CHAN INCELS
 (which is what RW "thought" is today) ARE NOT WORTHY OF ACADEMIC
 DEBATE
 1
 t 83
 254
 Heautontimoroumenos @paulengelhard Feb 14
 I mean, the right makes fun of gender theory, but believes that pizzagate is a
 clear and present threat to the nation
 GET. OUT. OF. CLASS
 2
 198
 341
 Heautontimoroumenos @paulengelhard Feb 14
 I am HAPPY to debate the merits of mysticism v scholasticism any day
 I am NOT debating people who think Jesus rode on dinosaurs.
 3
 94
 328
 Heautontimoroumenos @paulengelhard Feb 14
 Dear conservatives: you cannot create the most rabidly anti-intellectual
 movement in Western history, and then demand a voice in academia.
 6
 t330
 741

 Heautontimoroumenos @paulengelhard Feb 14
 If 99% of scientists tell you that climate change is real, and Trump says it isn't,
 then the only intolerant ideology in the room is YOURS
 83
 2
 276
 Heautontimoroumenos @paulengelhard Feb 14
 You can't deny objective reality, historical facts, and social consensus, and then
 cry foul if the places teaching those things shun you
 t88
 2
 234
 Heautontimoroumenos @paulengelhard Feb 14
 So, republicans, until you learn to accept OBJECTIVE FACTS, the only
 academic field that will show any interest in you is psychology
 2
 t55
 248
 Heautontimoroumenos @paulengelhard Feb 14
 I'm an academic.
 And we don't owe ignorant, benighted fools time, debate, empathy, or
 consideration
 You want debate? Up your fucking game
 2
 t61
 266
 Heautontimoroumenos @paulengelhard Feb 14
 You dislike gender theory? Feel free to debate it. But don't bring Toby Keith to a
 Judith Butler fight
 THEY ARE NOT INTELLECTUAL EQUALS.
 2
 52
 243

 Heautontimoroumenos @paulengelhard Feb 14
 That's the whole fucking issue. You are trying to fight phallogocentrism with "not
 Adam & Steve"
 Fine. But do so in 3rd grade, not college.
 1
 17
 163
 Heautontimoroumenos @paulengelhard Feb 14
 Here's an idea: I don't show up at a NASCAR race with a '01 Prius, and you
 don't show up to an academic debate with Alex Jones. Deal?
 4
 t 63
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medusamori:

rsbenedict:
This thread is amazing.


#don’t bring Toby Keith to a Judith Butler fight

medusamori: rsbenedict: This thread is amazing. #don’t bring Toby Keith to a Judith Butler fight

Will Show: SIMPLE CAMISOLE BINDER - Comfortable everyday binding for trans*, genderfluid, and non-binary folks, brought to you by thefandomedson. We all know that binding with Ace bandages is dangerous and can even ruin our chances for HE surgery later on, but what's your alternative F47-AU when you don't have a binder? thefandomedson.tumblr.com Read on, dear friend. SNDNNANG Disclaimer: I'm not a doctor so I'm not going to say this is 100% safe only to be blamed or sued later on, but it's not as constricting as a typical binder so I don't see how it can really harm you. It's just a regular article of clothing that's been turned around and folded. As always though, it's safest to bind with a legitimate binder that's been made specifically to flatten your chest without harming your body Also: Obviously I'm just one guy and what works for me might not work for someone else. For most of you, this is only meant to be a temporary solution until you can get a real binder. As you can see from the reference pictures, I'm not very large chested. I'm usually a B with fluctuation into A or C, depending. So I honestly don't know how well this will work for those who are more endowed. Try it for yourself before writing it off, though. A safe partial bind is better than an unhealthy bind or no bind at all Reference: regular bra vs. cami-binder Make sure your cami has a built-in bra. That elastic is what's gonna help us bind. So, what're you gonna need for this binder? One thing. A camisole. The simple style made to be worn under other clothes is best, with no stitching, seams, beads, or other adornment (same shirt) across the chest. It also needs to have a built-in bra to bind effectively. I normally wear a small in women's clothing, but for a slightly tighter fit I went with an extra small cami. A size or so smaller will give a better bind, NOTE: this binder isn't meant to get your chest perfectly flat. Even cismen have a contour to their chests due to the development of pectorals. A cami-binder will mimmic a typical man's pectoral muscles but even with smaller sizes it shouldn't be uncomfortably tight or difficult to put on when worn normally. STEP 1: TURN THAT SUCKER AROUND That's right, folks. We're wearing our cami backwards for this binder. It might feel odd at first but you get used to it fast Sliders Sliders There are multiple reasons to do this. One of them is to put the little sliders are in the front, as they tend to stand out a lot on your back- especially in tighter clothes. And, obviously, having conspicuous straps won't help you pass Shorten the little slider things as much as you comfortably can, so that everything will be right up high where you need it. STEP 2: GET THINGS SITUATED Position the elastic of the built-in bra over your breasts, where ever itll flatten them most (it'll likely be right across your nipples.) The reason we've turned it around is that this built- in panel is shorter on the back side, which will help keep the elastic in the position we put it in. In the front, the panel is designed to fit over your breasts and with the extra fabric it'll ride down to do just that, which kills your bind. Also, the extra fabric bunches up weirdly if you wear it front-ways. STEP 3: ROLL IT UP Fold the fabric over itself however many times you need to. I find that twice works well We're rolling it for a couple reasons: Reason 1 is that camis stay close to your body and will retain a surprising amount of heat, especially under other layers of clothing. So rolling it keeps the fabric off your skin and keeps you cooler. Reason 2 is that the extra layers of fabric over your breasts even out your bind and help flatten things a little more That's it! Smooth out any major wrinkles in the fabric (use a mirror to check your back, as that often folds wrong when you roll it), and then put on your regular clothes over it. It's as easy as that Be sure that your straps aren't twisted. A twist will show up pretty easily under a t-shirt, and straps won't help you pass Happy binding! TED (Note: If you're having a trouble getting a good bind, even try two camis over each other. The second one will add a little more bind without adding too much bulk. Make sure it's still comfortable to breathe and move around in. the-devils-dandy: emaciatinq: the-festive-edson: Hey there frends- I know a lot of you out there are struggling to acquire binders, and while you’re waiting to get one you might need an alternative. Ace bandages can be pretty hazardous to your health, so I thought I’d share my binding method with you. It came about out of necessity (I’m not in a position where I can buy myself a commercial binder,) but it’s comfortable and works great. I use it everyday and pass so well, at this point I’m not even looking into commercial binders anymore.  Hope this helps some of you.  ok but like you could reblog things like this for your transboy followers who may not be able to afford to buy a binder so that they can pass as male . … ……. Holy shit you are an absolute god
Will Show: SIMPLE CAMISOLE BINDER -
 Comfortable everyday binding
 for trans*, genderfluid, and non-binary
 folks, brought to you by thefandomedson.
 We all know that binding
 with Ace bandages is
 dangerous and can even
 ruin our chances for
 HE
 surgery later on, but
 what's your alternative
 F47-AU
 when
 you don't have a
 binder?
 thefandomedson.tumblr.com
 Read on, dear friend.
 SNDNNANG
 Disclaimer: I'm not a doctor so I'm not going to say this is 100%
 safe only to be blamed or sued later on, but it's not as
 constricting as a typical binder so I don't see how it can really
 harm you. It's just a regular article of clothing that's been
 turned around and folded. As always though, it's safest to bind
 with a legitimate binder that's been made specifically to flatten
 your chest without harming your body
 Also: Obviously I'm just one guy and what works for me might
 not work for someone else. For most of you, this is only meant
 to be a temporary solution until you can get a real binder.

 As you can see from the reference
 pictures, I'm not very large chested.
 I'm usually a B with fluctuation into
 A or C, depending. So I honestly don't
 know how well this will work for
 those who are more endowed.
 Try it for yourself before writing it
 off, though. A safe partial bind is
 better than an unhealthy bind or no
 bind at all
 Reference: regular bra vs. cami-binder
 Make sure
 your cami has a
 built-in bra. That elastic is
 what's gonna help us
 bind.
 So, what're you gonna need for this binder?
 One thing. A camisole. The simple style made to be
 worn under other clothes is best, with no
 stitching, seams, beads, or other adornment
 (same shirt)
 across the chest. It also needs to have a built-in
 bra to bind effectively.
 I normally wear a small in women's clothing, but
 for a slightly tighter fit I went with an extra small
 cami. A size or so smaller will give a better bind,
 NOTE: this binder isn't meant to get your chest
 perfectly flat. Even cismen have a contour to
 their chests due to the development of
 pectorals. A cami-binder will mimmic a typical
 man's pectoral muscles
 but even with smaller sizes it shouldn't be
 uncomfortably tight or difficult to put on when
 worn normally.

 STEP 1:
 TURN THAT SUCKER AROUND
 That's right, folks. We're wearing our cami
 backwards for this binder. It might feel odd at first
 but you get used to it fast
 Sliders
 Sliders
 There are multiple reasons to do this. One of them
 is to put the little sliders are in the front, as they
 tend to stand out a lot on your back- especially in
 tighter clothes. And, obviously, having conspicuous
 straps won't help you pass
 Shorten the little slider things as much as you
 comfortably can, so that everything will be right up
 high where you need it.
 STEP 2:
 GET THINGS SITUATED
 Position the elastic of the built-in bra over your
 breasts, where ever itll flatten them most (it'll likely
 be right across your nipples.)
 The reason we've turned it around is that this built-
 in panel is shorter on the back side, which will help
 keep the elastic in the position we put it in. In the
 front, the panel is designed to fit over your breasts
 and with the extra fabric it'll ride down to do just
 that, which kills your bind.
 Also, the extra fabric bunches up weirdly if you
 wear it front-ways.

 STEP 3:
 ROLL IT UP
 Fold the fabric over itself however many times you
 need to. I find that twice works well
 We're rolling it for a couple reasons:
 Reason 1 is that camis stay close to your body and
 will retain a surprising amount of heat, especially
 under other layers of clothing. So rolling it keeps
 the fabric off your skin and keeps you cooler.
 Reason 2 is that the extra layers of fabric over your
 breasts even out your bind and help flatten things a
 little more
 That's it!
 Smooth out any major wrinkles in the fabric (use a
 mirror to check your back, as that often folds wrong
 when you roll it), and then put on your regular
 clothes over it. It's as easy as that
 Be sure that your straps aren't twisted. A twist will
 show up pretty easily under a t-shirt, and straps
 won't help you pass

 Happy binding!
 TED
 (Note: If you're having a trouble getting a good bind, even try two camis over
 each other. The second one will add a little more bind without adding too much
 bulk. Make sure it's still comfortable to breathe and move around in.
the-devils-dandy:

emaciatinq:

the-festive-edson:

Hey there frends-
I know a lot of you out there are struggling to acquire binders, and while you’re waiting to get one you might need an alternative. Ace bandages can be pretty hazardous to your health, so I thought I’d share my binding method with you. It came about out of necessity (I’m not in a position where I can buy myself a commercial binder,) but it’s comfortable and works great. I use it everyday and pass so well, at this point I’m not even looking into commercial binders anymore. 
Hope this helps some of you. 

ok but like you could reblog things like this for your transboy followers who may not be able to afford to buy a binder so that they can pass as male . … …….

Holy shit you are an absolute god

the-devils-dandy: emaciatinq: the-festive-edson: Hey there frends- I know a lot of you out there are struggling to acquire binders, an...

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Will Show: Bacon veins will inflate a glorious ass.
 Cigarettes will blacken the gums, rot the lungs,
 bring funk to the breath. Alpaca smiles and Iphone
 gloss hide Grey-Goosed honesty. Cinderella,
 throw your bracelet away. Be unshackled for once.
 This time, be blind. Slip the noose of sight, sip sin
 from your flute. Ditch this burden of beauty. Burn that cross
 and dance naked in the breath of your blushing ghost.
 Cinderblocks ram into your broken womb and even
 your soul is starving. This is the hole that can't be filled,
 so deny yourself this slavery; be final, be free.
 Though this coffin smells of all the Christmas cakes,
 you smelled but never ate, I touch your chewed cuticles.
 You can rest now; you are finally beautiful.
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 NIGHT SCARES
 DAYDREAMS
 FREE DOWNLOAD
 Oct. 22-Oct. 26
 Happy Halloween
 from
 Lori Jenessa Nelson
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Do you see shadows in the daylight? If not, let this poetry collection take you to a new place where dreams are not dreams and nightmares are the beginning of all things fantastical. Not only ghouls and goblins can scare you. Fear can take the shape of your favorite uncle or your father. Horror can happen in the daylight. This is what Nightmares, Night Scares, Daydreams will show you. Lori Jenessa Nelson’s second poetry collection will bend your way of thought with its new usage of familiar words. She will bring you to a different realm of a new reality, a place of hopes and dreams and fantastic failure. She explores more familial relations, while also talking about romantic relationships in a new way. She speaks on friendship, fear, retribution, loss, bitterness, and emotional decay. Shedding light on controversial issues and her place as an African-American minority in a white society, Nelson also delves into the darkness without fear that you will see the darkness inside of her. She wishes to share that with you in a way that will bind you together. She will show you the fear of living and the fear of death and also explore self-reflection and the meaning of self-confidence. Wishing to challenge you to think of words in a new way, a noun is not always a noun, as Nelson bends the rules of grammar by riddling this poetry with a naturally free flowing hand of colorful language. And she does not leave out the sex. She takes taboo sexual issues and drags them into the light forcing you to confront things that you may not want to think about. But there are others out there suffering too. And Nelson is here to tell you that you are not alone. She speaks directly to the reader without fluffed language or nonsensical fanfare. This is Halloween where we are all dressing as someone else but all we want is to be ourselves. How do you think of Halloween? Lori Jenessa tackles the question, speaking about the holiday itself and what it represents to her. And just for ghoulish fun and witchery, she has also included fun spells that are a little more than just magic. They are flashlights of her personal insights. Let her share this journey with you. Welcome, sweet dears, to Nightmares, Night Scares, Daydreams. 
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Do you see shadows in the daylight? If not, let this poetry collection take you to a new place where dreams are not dreams and nightmares are the beginning of all things fantastical. Not only ghouls and goblins can scare you. Fear can take the shape of your favorite uncle or your father. Horror can happen in the daylight. This is what Nightmares, Night Scares, Daydreams will show you. Lori Jenessa Nelson’s second poetry collection will bend your way of thought with its new usage of familiar words. She will bring you to a different realm of a new reality, a place of hopes and dreams and fantastic failure. She explores more familial relations, while also talking about romantic relationships in a new way. She speaks on friendship, fear, retribution, loss, bitterness, and emotional decay. Shedding light on controversial issues and her place as an African-American minority in a white society, Nelson also delves into the darkness without fear that you will see the darkness inside of her. She wishes to share that with you in a way that will bind you together. She will show you the fear of living and the fear of death and also explore self-reflection and the meaning of self-confidence. Wishing to challenge you to think of words in a new way, a noun is not always a noun, as Nelson bends the rules of grammar by riddling this poetry with a naturally free flowing hand of colorful language. And she does not leave out the sex. She takes taboo sexual issues and drags them into the light forcing you to confront things that you may not want to think about. But there are others out there suffering too. And Nelson is here to tell you that you are not alone. She speaks directly to the reader without fluffed language or nonsensical fanfare. This is Halloween where we are all dressing as someone else but all we want is to be ourselves. How do you think of Halloween? Lori Jenessa tackles the question, speaking about the holiday itself and what it represents to her. And just for ghoulish fun and witchery, she has also included fun spells that are a little more than just magic. They are flashlights of her personal insights. Let her share this journey with you. Welcome, sweet dears, to Nightmares, Night Scares, Daydreams. 




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Will Show: Leave me alone with my transgression Leave me alone with my transgression I left you alone with poverty I left you alone with poverty I left you alone with my transgression Leave me alone with poverty NIGHTMARES NIGHT SCARES DAYDREAMS FREE DOWNLOAD Oct. 22-Oct. 26 Happy Halloween from Lori Jenessa Nelson lorijenessanelson: Do you see shadows in the daylight? If not, let this poetry collection take you to a new place where dreams are not dreams and nightmares are the beginning of all things fantastical. Not only ghouls and goblins can scare you. Fear can take the shape of your favorite uncle or your father. Horror can happen in the daylight. This is what Nightmares, Night Scares, Daydreams will show you. Lori Jenessa Nelson’s second poetry collection will bend your way of thought with its new usage of familiar words. She will bring you to a different realm of a new reality, a place of hopes and dreams and fantastic failure. She explores more familial relations, while also talking about romantic relationships in a new way. She speaks on friendship, fear, retribution, loss, bitterness, and emotional decay. Shedding light on controversial issues and her place as an African-American minority in a white society, Nelson also delves into the darkness without fear that you will see the darkness inside of her. She wishes to share that with you in a way that will bind you together. She will show you the fear of living and the fear of death and also explore self-reflection and the meaning of self-confidence. Wishing to challenge you to think of words in a new way, a noun is not always a noun, as Nelson bends the rules of grammar by riddling this poetry with a naturally free flowing hand of colorful language. And she does not leave out the sex. She takes taboo sexual issues and drags them into the light forcing you to confront things that you may not want to think about. But there are others out there suffering too. And Nelson is here to tell you that you are not alone. She speaks directly to the reader without fluffed language or nonsensical fanfare. This is Halloween where we are all dressing as someone else but all we want is to be ourselves. How do you think of Halloween? Lori Jenessa tackles the question, speaking about the holiday itself and what it represents to her. And just for ghoulish fun and witchery, she has also included fun spells that are a little more than just magic. They are flashlights of her personal insights. Let her share this journey with you. Welcome, sweet dears, to Nightmares, Night Scares, Daydreams. Click here. add on Goodreads. @quotemybooks @teacoffeebooks @booksandsugarquills @tilly-and-her-books @hot-tea-and-books-on-a-rainy-day @newtsbookblog @bookphile @bigbookreviews @anothergenericbookblog @sarahmarie-poetry
Will Show: Leave me alone with my transgression
 Leave me alone with my transgression
 I left you alone with poverty
 I left you alone with poverty
 I left you alone with my transgression
 Leave me alone with poverty
 NIGHTMARES
 NIGHT SCARES
 DAYDREAMS
 FREE DOWNLOAD
 Oct. 22-Oct. 26
 Happy Halloween
 from
 Lori Jenessa Nelson
lorijenessanelson:



Do you see shadows in the daylight? If not, let this poetry collection take you to a new place where dreams are not dreams and nightmares are the beginning of all things fantastical. Not only ghouls and goblins can scare you. Fear can take the shape of your favorite uncle or your father. Horror can happen in the daylight. This is what Nightmares, Night Scares, Daydreams will show you. Lori Jenessa Nelson’s second poetry collection will bend your way of thought with its new usage of familiar words. She will bring you to a different realm of a new reality, a place of hopes and dreams and fantastic failure. She explores more familial relations, while also talking about romantic relationships in a new way. She speaks on friendship, fear, retribution, loss, bitterness, and emotional decay. Shedding light on controversial issues and her place as an African-American minority in a white society, Nelson also delves into the darkness without fear that you will see the darkness inside of her. She wishes to share that with you in a way that will bind you together. She will show you the fear of living and the fear of death and also explore self-reflection and the meaning of self-confidence. Wishing to challenge you to think of words in a new way, a noun is not always a noun, as Nelson bends the rules of grammar by riddling this poetry with a naturally free flowing hand of colorful language. And she does not leave out the sex. She takes taboo sexual issues and drags them into the light forcing you to confront things that you may not want to think about. But there are others out there suffering too. And Nelson is here to tell you that you are not alone. She speaks directly to the reader without fluffed language or nonsensical fanfare. This is Halloween where we are all dressing as someone else but all we want is to be ourselves. How do you think of Halloween? Lori Jenessa tackles the question, speaking about the holiday itself and what it represents to her. And just for ghoulish fun and witchery, she has also included fun spells that are a little more than just magic. They are flashlights of her personal insights. Let her share this journey with you. Welcome, sweet dears, to Nightmares, Night Scares, Daydreams. 


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lorijenessanelson: Do you see shadows in the daylight? If not, let this poetry collection take you to a new place where dreams are not...

Will Show: Bacon veins will inflate a glorious ass. Cigarettes will blacken the gums, rot the lungs, bring funk to the breath. Alpaca smiles and Iphone gloss hide Grey-Goosed honesty. Cinderella, throw your bracelet away. Be unshackled for once. This time, be blind. Slip the noose of sight, sip sin from your flute. Ditch this burden of beauty. Burn that cross and dance naked in the breath of your blushing ghost. Cinderblocks ram into your broken womb and even your soul is starving. This is the hole that can't be filled, so deny yourself this slavery; be final, be free. Though this coffin smells of all the Christmas cakes, you smelled but never ate, I touch your chewed cuticles. You can rest now; you are finally beautiful. NIGHTMARES NIGHT SCARES DAYDREAMS FREE DOWNLOAD Oct. 22-Oct. 26 Happy Halloween from Lori Jenessa Nelson lorijenessanelson: Do you see shadows in the daylight? If not, let this poetry collection take you to a new place where dreams are not dreams and nightmares are the beginning of all things fantastical. Not only ghouls and goblins can scare you. Fear can take the shape of your favorite uncle or your father. Horror can happen in the daylight. This is what Nightmares, Night Scares, Daydreams will show you. Lori Jenessa Nelson’s second poetry collection will bend your way of thought with its new usage of familiar words. She will bring you to a different realm of a new reality, a place of hopes and dreams and fantastic failure. She explores more familial relations, while also talking about romantic relationships in a new way. She speaks on friendship, fear, retribution, loss, bitterness, and emotional decay. Shedding light on controversial issues and her place as an African-American minority in a white society, Nelson also delves into the darkness without fear that you will see the darkness inside of her. She wishes to share that with you in a way that will bind you together. She will show you the fear of living and the fear of death and also explore self-reflection and the meaning of self-confidence. Wishing to challenge you to think of words in a new way, a noun is not always a noun, as Nelson bends the rules of grammar by riddling this poetry with a naturally free flowing hand of colorful language. And she does not leave out the sex. She takes taboo sexual issues and drags them into the light forcing you to confront things that you may not want to think about. But there are others out there suffering too. And Nelson is here to tell you that you are not alone. She speaks directly to the reader without fluffed language or nonsensical fanfare. This is Halloween where we are all dressing as someone else but all we want is to be ourselves. How do you think of Halloween? Lori Jenessa tackles the question, speaking about the holiday itself and what it represents to her. And just for ghoulish fun and witchery, she has also included fun spells that are a little more than just magic. They are flashlights of her personal insights. Let her share this journey with you. Welcome, sweet dears, to Nightmares, Night Scares, Daydreams. Click here.  :) @quotemybooks @teacoffeebooks @booksandsugarquills @tilly-and-her-books @hot-tea-and-books-on-a-rainy-day @newtsbookblog @bookphile @bigbookreviews @anothergenericbookblog @sarahmarie-poetry
Will Show: Bacon veins will inflate a glorious ass.
 Cigarettes will blacken the gums, rot the lungs,
 bring funk to the breath. Alpaca smiles and Iphone
 gloss hide Grey-Goosed honesty. Cinderella,
 throw your bracelet away. Be unshackled for once.
 This time, be blind. Slip the noose of sight, sip sin
 from your flute. Ditch this burden of beauty. Burn that cross
 and dance naked in the breath of your blushing ghost.
 Cinderblocks ram into your broken womb and even
 your soul is starving. This is the hole that can't be filled,
 so deny yourself this slavery; be final, be free.
 Though this coffin smells of all the Christmas cakes,
 you smelled but never ate, I touch your chewed cuticles.
 You can rest now; you are finally beautiful.
 NIGHTMARES
 NIGHT SCARES
 DAYDREAMS
 FREE DOWNLOAD
 Oct. 22-Oct. 26
 Happy Halloween
 from
 Lori Jenessa Nelson
lorijenessanelson:

Do you see shadows in the daylight? If not, let this poetry collection take you to a new place where dreams are not dreams and nightmares are the beginning of all things fantastical. Not only ghouls and goblins can scare you. Fear can take the shape of your favorite uncle or your father. Horror can happen in the daylight. This is what Nightmares, Night Scares, Daydreams will show you. Lori Jenessa Nelson’s second poetry collection will bend your way of thought with its new usage of familiar words. She will bring you to a different realm of a new reality, a place of hopes and dreams and fantastic failure. She explores more familial relations, while also talking about romantic relationships in a new way. She speaks on friendship, fear, retribution, loss, bitterness, and emotional decay. Shedding light on controversial issues and her place as an African-American minority in a white society, Nelson also delves into the darkness without fear that you will see the darkness inside of her. She wishes to share that with you in a way that will bind you together. She will show you the fear of living and the fear of death and also explore self-reflection and the meaning of self-confidence. Wishing to challenge you to think of words in a new way, a noun is not always a noun, as Nelson bends the rules of grammar by riddling this poetry with a naturally free flowing hand of colorful language. And she does not leave out the sex. She takes taboo sexual issues and drags them into the light forcing you to confront things that you may not want to think about. But there are others out there suffering too. And Nelson is here to tell you that you are not alone. She speaks directly to the reader without fluffed language or nonsensical fanfare. This is Halloween where we are all dressing as someone else but all we want is to be ourselves. How do you think of Halloween? Lori Jenessa tackles the question, speaking about the holiday itself and what it represents to her. And just for ghoulish fun and witchery, she has also included fun spells that are a little more than just magic. They are flashlights of her personal insights. Let her share this journey with you. Welcome, sweet dears, to Nightmares, Night Scares, Daydreams. 
Click here.  :)


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Will Show: reblogged 122,230 notes reblog i wonder how boys feel when they're in love. do they get butterflies? do they have you on their mind 24/7? do they wait for you to come online for hours? do they smile at random times at the thought of you? do they miss you all the time? do they think about the smallest things you say? We boys don't get butterflies, we get fireworks. We don't have you on our mind 24/7, but we do have you on our hearts. Often, yes we wait for you to go online, sometimes simply even just being online makes our heart skip a beat, even if we don't talk. Whenever you talk to us, our face forms that half-smile; it means we are happy but are trying our hardest to not show it, and fail at hiding it. We do miss you all the time; granted, we'd spend all our time with you if possible. We don't think of the smallest things you say, we think of every word you say, panicking at every single word, trying to define what it really means, to read between the lines. But wait there's more. We would love you in a million ways. And once we start loving you there is no going back for us. No matter how hard we try we will always love a girl that has touched us. Us boys when in love will think of that girl first thing in the morning, and think of that girl last before we sleep at night. Whenever we see a couple, our thoughts immediately jump to that girl, and imagine that the couple was us. Every single detail about her is loved; the way she walks, talks, speaks. The sound of her voice. Her laughter. The sparkle in her eyes. Her shy smile. The way she dresses. That cute face she makes when she's asleep. And the way she says our name that our hearts just explode with mirth, a simple act that no-one else can replicate. A boy in love with a girl is no simple thing, though ladies stereotype us guys as simple. A man in love is not simple. No. He will be unpredictable. He will be persistent, stubborn, and given the circumstances, if it means carrying you from one side of the world to the other to win your heart, a man in love would. He will be a martyr, giving his all and asking for almost none. He will show you how to appreciate the beauty of the world in a thousand ways, and then he will tell you how much he appreciates your beauty in a million ways. A man in love is no simple thing. A man in love is no simple thing.omg-humor.tumblr.com
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 122,230 notes reblog
 i wonder how boys feel when
 they're in love. do they get
 butterflies? do they have you on
 their mind 24/7? do they wait for
 you to come online for hours? do
 they smile at random times at the
 thought of you? do they miss you
 all the time? do they think about
 the smallest things you say?
 We boys don't get butterflies, we get fireworks. We don't have you on
 our mind 24/7, but we do have you on our hearts. Often, yes we wait for
 you to go online, sometimes simply even just being online makes our
 heart skip a beat, even if we don't talk. Whenever you talk to us, our face
 forms that half-smile; it means we are happy but are trying our hardest to
 not show it, and fail at hiding it. We do miss you all the time; granted,
 we'd spend all our time with you if possible. We don't think of the smallest
 things you say, we think of every word you say, panicking at every single
 word, trying to define what it really means, to read between the lines. But
 wait there's more.
 We would love you in a million ways. And once we start loving you there
 is no going back for us. No matter how hard we try we will always love a
 girl that has touched us. Us boys when in love will think of that girl first
 thing in the morning, and think of that girl last before we sleep at night.
 Whenever we see a couple, our thoughts immediately jump to that girl,
 and imagine that the couple was us. Every single detail about her is
 loved; the way she walks, talks, speaks. The sound of her voice. Her
 laughter. The sparkle in her eyes. Her shy smile. The way she dresses.
 That cute face she makes when she's asleep. And the way she says our
 name that our hearts just explode with mirth, a simple act that no-one else
 can replicate.
 A boy in love with a girl is no simple thing, though ladies stereotype us
 guys as simple. A man in love is not simple. No. He will be unpredictable.
 He will be persistent, stubborn, and given the circumstances, if it means
 carrying you from one side of the world to the other to win your heart, a
 man in love would. He will be a martyr, giving his all and asking for almost
 none. He will show you how to appreciate the beauty of the world in a
 thousand ways, and then he will tell you how much he appreciates your
 beauty in a million ways.
 A man in love is no simple thing.
A man in love is no simple thing.omg-humor.tumblr.com

A man in love is no simple thing.omg-humor.tumblr.com