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aabanx · 6 years
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Stan’s Greatest cameo was the small part he played in our lives.
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aabanx · 6 years
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We tell the truth. We do not flinch.
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aabanx · 6 years
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So I saw this a while back and it came up for me again. I just thought that even though it was pretty casual medium and kind of a joke, that it really struck a chord with me.
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aabanx · 6 years
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The Heartbreak of Sexism
Why is it so hard to understand that I want the people I love and care about, that I want them to grow up without questioning whether or not they are worth something? What makes me the most angry is misandry, believing in the superiority of one gender is why got us all here in the first place. Why do you want to create the same exact problems, just with us on top? I look at my sister, my mother, my aunts and every female around me, and I despise that we were born into a world were we have to argue that we have the same capabilities as a man. And I despise that anyone would want to do that to my father, my brother, my uncles, my male cousins and my male friends. I love them, and I have experienced the absolute heartbreak in listening to people infer that because I’m a girl, I have limits. It breaks my heart. I refuse to simple relocate that cruelty. The thing that really makes me break down into a million little pieces is my baby cousin, and I believe with every bit of my heart and soul that if he were brought up with this same sense of inferiority and shame, I would never forgive the world or myself.
I have been trained since birth not to ask for the things I want, not just by my parents, but by the entire world. I have been brought up in a world where any interest I have or any way I want to be can be criticized even if there’s nothing wrong with it. I am a good competitive swimmer. I like the strawberry açaí refreshers from Starbucks. I like Disney movies. I like pop music. I like k-dramas. Every single one of those things has been used to shame me. From “Those drinks are so basic” to “You can’t swim as fast as me because you’re a girl.” People say these things to your face unabashedly. I want to not be afraid to speak out loud. I want to not be afraid when I am surrounded by only men. And I could not in good conscience, ever say that this pain and cruelty is something that all men deserve simply because some of them are misogynistic as all hell.
I refuse to condemn an entire group of people to something that is so incredibly harmful and emotionally damaging for any reason whatsoever.
But the men of the world cannot fully understand these struggles because the same things that are said to us, cannot always effect them in the same way. Catcalling, for example, is a joke to some men while when a woman hears it, it just feels like someone sucked the life out of you. It feels like your own body doesn’t fit.
Although they do not understand completely, a lot of them are trying, and I don’t desire to condemn our own allies for things we should already have.
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aabanx · 6 years
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Unconditional, until it’s not.
When you’re little, your love of your parents is something that is counted on. As you get older, your love begins to hinge on certain things: did they show up at my dance recital? Were they late to pick me up from school? Did they pay attention to me? My parents have. My love for them has never failed. But as I got older my love became less and less unconditional. Until I got to the point in my life when I realized not all my peers had this experience. Their parents didn’t show up for them. They never realized that while they were “too busy,” their child’s unconditional love, was becoming conditional. I don’t as thinking about this because of the current political turmoil. If we want things like Roe v. Wade to be upheld, we have to show up. We have to pay attention. These laws are not permanent and unconditional, they depend on how loud WE can be. How strong WE can be. And every time we don’t show up to vote, we are doing the same thing that’s those parents are doing to their kids. Our ancestors, particularly women, have spent a long time fighting for these laws, and these rights, and I refuse to relenquish my goddamn equality simply because I’m not loud enough. We must be loud. We have to pay attention. We have to show up.
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aabanx · 6 years
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Perp Walk
So my brother tried to leave the dinner table, but my father stopped him and patted him down for asparagus hidden on his person.
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aabanx · 6 years
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Don’t think about it too much
What she says: I’m fine.
What she’s thinking: In the Ten Duel Commandments, Aaron Burr tells Hamilton that fuels are “stupid and immature.” More specifically he says that it’s absurd that Charles Lee had to “answer for his words” with his life. The entire song he spends talking about how he is against confrontation. The parallels that can be drawn between the lyrics of Ten Duel Commandments and the beginning of The World Was Wise Enough allude to the idea that Hamilton believed that Burr wouldn’t shoot him, that he wouldn’t have to answer for his words(aka his endorsement of Thomas Jefferson) with his life.
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aabanx · 6 years
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“I believe I am in Hell, therefore I am.”
—Arthur Rimbaud
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aabanx · 6 years
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Why
My little brother has been repeating the phrase “Let’s go dancing in the garbage disposal” for the last hour.
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aabanx · 6 years
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I’m driving with my friend and there’s this woman jogging, and my friend looks at her and mutters, “That woman is so American”
I look at her and say, “Babe. We are in America.”
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aabanx · 6 years
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The Mirror Does Not
My friends tell me
that what the camera says is
bullshit.
But,
the mirror doesn’t believe me anymore.
It doesn’t talk to me anymore.
The mirror doesn’t listen to me, because
it only likes the camera now.
And I am just an elephant.
But the mirror was the only one who knew.
And even the mirror is not in my side.
So I do not believe my friends, when they say
the camera is wrong.
Because the mirror knows everything,
but it doesn’t seem to matter much at all.
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aabanx · 6 years
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“Letting go. Everyone talks about it like it’s the easiest thing. Unfurl your fingers one by one until your hand is open.”
—Adam Wilde
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