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How do you fall in love with yourself?

The same way you fall in love with someone else. Acknowledge the bad, embrace the good, and grow.

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Where do you see yourself in 5 years?

Look buddy, i’m just trying to make it to Friday.

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“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”

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What's wrong with Gandhi?

Where do I begin?

- Criticized the Jews for defending themselves against the Holocaust because he insisted that they should have committed public mass suicide in order to “shame” the Germans instead of fighting back. His exact words were, “But the Jews should have offered themselves to the butcher’s knife. They should have thrown themselves into the sea from the cliffs. As it is, they succumbed anyway in their millions.”

- Wrote an open letter to the British people in 1940 telling them to surrender to the Axis even if it mean accepting genocide.

- Was very anti-black. I hope you can stomach reading how he treated black people in South Africa. It’s fucking disgusting.

- Refused his wife life-saving medication (for religious reasons), but those religious reasons all of a sudden no longer applied to him when he was in a similar position.

- Refused to have sex with his wife for the last 38 years of their marriage. He felt that in order to test his commitment to celibacy, he would have beautiful young women (including his own great niece) lie next to him naked through the night. His wife, whom he described as looking like a “meek cow” was no longer desirable enough to be a solid test.

- Believed that Indian women who were raped lost their value as a human.

- During his time as a dissident in South Africa, he discovered that a young male was harassing two of his female followers. He responded by cutting the girls’ hair off to ensure the “sinner’s eye” was “sterilized.” He later boasted about the incident in his writings, pushing the message to all Indians that women should carry responsibility for sexual attacks upon them.

- Argued that fathers could be justified in killing daughters who had been sexually assaulted for the sake of family and community honor.

- Believed that menstruation was a manifestation of the distortion of a woman’s soul by her sexuality.

- Waged a war against contraceptives, labeling Indian women who used them as whores.

- Held the attitude that women were simply creatures that could bring either pride or shame to the men who own them.

Sources:

Websites:  Women Suffer From Gandhi’s Legacy,  People who most likely chose Gandhi as a historical figure to do a report on and immediately regretted it, On Mahatma Gandhi, his pathetic racism and advancement of segregation of black people by Sentletse Diakanyo, Not All Peaceful: 13 Racist Quotes Gandhi Said About Black People by Nick  Chiles

Books: Sex and Power by Rita Banerji, On Pacifism by Derrick Jensen,  The Collected Works of Mahatma Gandhi

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If you are going to have literally no criteria for being queer, then how can you say that anyone isn't? How can you refer to any person in any context as cis/straight?

If someone tells me they’re queer I believe them. If someone tells me they’re straight I believe them. This isn’t that hard

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it's okay to mourn the person you could have been. it's okay to be angry or resentful at that lost potential. it's okay to be sad about it too. but i want you to know that there are so many parts of you, the you that exists right now, that are beautiful and lovely and meaningful. just because your past is lost doesn't mean your future has to be too.

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the comments on this tiktok… the unity… the commitment to the bit…. women are so sexy

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the two ends of the queer fashion spectrum

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The thing that bothered me about the Ginny/hunter breakup was when he was like “I was a great boyfriend” cause like ??? No??? He really wasn’t???

He only ever expressed any feelings towards her in public. The song. The tap dance. Even saying I love you was while she was at work. Every time was about him, not her. He got hype from the song, she got harassed on the internet. He was praised for the birthday tap dancing thing for being “so sweet” but that shit was embarrassing. He didn’t even wait for her to be on a break to say I love you he said it in front of her boss during a rush. Every “big” moment in their relationship was a trap for her and an ego boost for him.

And he let his friends treat her (and the other girls in the group) like absolute trash (racist and sexist jokes like every time they were in the same room) then decided that he was woke because he didn’t respond to the pic she sent (which is a whole other can of worms that basically boils down to: if someone you are in a relationship with sends u a pic like that, ignoring its existence is not the move. If it makes you uncomfortable, communicate)

Every time she expressed any sort of anger towards her mom he basically told her it wasn’t that big a deal (it was: the person she’s relied on solely for her whole life was obviously lying about things that directly affected her) and moved the conversation back to whatever he wanted to talk about

Also his criticisms of her essay were absolute bullshit because for the record: an essay can take any form, the actual definition for an essay is “an analytic or interpretative literary composition usually dealing with its subject from a limited or personal point of view”(Merriam Webster). People have debated the actual parameters of the format of an essay for years and have basically come to the conclusion that it is a loose term at best. He dismissed her being discriminated against because he didn’t want to deal with what that might mean for him.

I’m not saying was a good partner either. I’m saying this was a toxic and manipulative relationship from both sides, and that Hunter shares the blame for it falling apart

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When tv shows pretend biracial kids can't fit in with 'regular' black kids it's so fucking wild. Not only will they fit in with 'regular' black kids but they'd sky rocket to popularity because white people aren't the only ones colorstruck. I completely understand biracial kids go through some alienation, but pretending there is never social benefits among black people is factually incorrect. This 'only white kids accept me' is some bullshit. No matter how 'weird' they are, there are monoracial black kids just as weird getting called white.

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I just don't think "bigot decides to stop being a bigot bc they fall in love with x marginalized group they were previously against" is ever a good storyline

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Gay USA (1977) dir. Arthur J. Bressan Jr.

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hedonism is good actually rich people just suck at it

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Exes and hoes (Yandere! Kook)

Disclaimer : this is a fic. Purely just me trying to procrastinate the rest of studying I have to do. 

College students : philosophy major Y/N x info major Kook ft. economy major Joon

Basically, Joon and Y/N broke up but they’re still friends who have feelings for each other and Jungkook, their friend, can’t take it anymore. 

What were you doing going around smiling like that ? Jungkook loved his hyung. They were the first one from the squad to meet. But right now as his blood was boiling he only saw red. You looked so comfortable on the clearly big enough sofa with his arm around your shoulder almost cuddling into his stupid 6′4 chest. “Hi noona” He said not even bothering to look at his friend. “Hi Kookie” you answered peeking your head from the couch with the same bunny smile you gave your ex just a moment ago. Knowing you, you would fall back asleep on his chest as soon as you dived back into it. That couldn’t happen. “How was your day, son ?” Joon said in an overly deep voice. He jokes a lot about how Jungkook might as well be your son since he’s always around you two. At first the younger boy didn’t like it one bit. How was he supposed to snatch you away if he were in the son zone ? He even confronted his friend about it saying it was plain weird. But after hearing your giggle and how you play along everytime, he figured he had to get on that. “Do you want to take a nap or should a make you a wittle snack ?”. I mean you would be a hot mom to be fair, he thought to himself. “A huggie !” Without missing a beat you get up from the couch and pull him into a hug. Bingo. You wore shorts and your own shirt for once. Somehow you loved that Namjoon was so tall and how you could wear his tops without bothering to put on bottoms. Or anything else. Not that he looked but he definitely looked through the teddy bear he gifted you on your birthday. All the squad teased him for it but you thought it was so cute you held the plushie to sleep that day. He’s moved evn thinking about it. He can feel all of you and when you pull back he pulls you in closer. You don’t question it because you love hugs. After some time you start to get worried and pat him “Hey you good ?”. That sounded horribly like bro talk but it’s all you knew. “Jungkook ?”. He hated it when you used his full name. Without looking at you he can guess your eyebrows are drawn together and your lower lip is slightly out. Meanwhile Namjoon left the house. You noticed because you nodded him goodbye quietly. That didn’t make you worry. Since you broke up he had a life of his own. That made you feel like you were a burden at first but really he was living it when you were together anyways. At least that’s what Jungkook told you when he came to find you after your breakup. You quickly forgave him tho, he was a precious friend, just not made for relationships. It was bittersweet because you did love each other. Last thing you know, you still very much love him. By the time you got lost in your thoughts you almost forgot about Jungkook. When he pulled back you almost whined at the lack of warmth. Maybe you were touch deprived since that night. As he settled his inked hands on your waist, you gasped. “Noona...”. Reading his eyes there was definitely something but you couldn’t pinpoint what it was. The best you could do for this poor boy who seemed to have had a bad day was be a sister figure right ? “Yes Kookie” you said softly grabbing his face look at him in the eyes. Little did you know he was staring at your boobs since he noticed you didn’t wear a bra. His angelic face seemed like it was making him glow. The grip he had on your waist was nothing like what his eyes told you. “You already ate today ?” The childish voice he usually had was nowhere to be seen. Fortunately, you love to solve problems. Not maths, that’s gross. But anything for people was just your thing. Your friends called you unpaid therapist but you didn’t even want to be a therapist, it seemed boring. Realising the hand you unconsciously put up to pat his head could be seen as patronising you slowly pulled it back awkwardly. You were now confused as the man in front of you seemed to scream panic in his eyes. The grip you grew into became harsher leaving almost no space between the two of you. Oh this could not be right, the Kookie you thought was slumping is having a semi-hard. You froze trying to remain the most naturally in the apparently very much needed embrace. “Let’s eat at my place noona !” that voice was back again. It was kinda creepy but you brushed it off. There was no food at your place anyways. “Ugh I’m too lazy to get changed Kook” you smiled apologetically “Put my sweater on !” He did come in with a comically thick coat, he would be fine. You tried not to stare when he took off his hoodie and quickly put it on. Your legs were covered to your knees and Jungkook could swear he let a moan out at the sight. 

His place was only a few minutes away so you walked. “Let’s order chicken !” You stared at him dumbfounded. “Ya why did we have to come here then”. You were met with only a shrug from his back. You’d be waiting for at least 15 minutes so you settled on his couch and turned Netflix on. The action made his hoodie ride up your thighs and he couldn’t help ut close the delivery app to snap a few pictures. “Do you want fries with it ?” He asked just to make you look at him “Yes pleaase” He could get used to the sight no doubt. Quickly he placed the order and headed to the couch. Fortunately his couch was a little smaller than yours. Like a little pet he places his head on your lap. You’ve been wanting to continue Start Up so that’s what you put on. Your account was registered on his TV. Everyone trusts him if it comes to technology. Something about how linking your things to his would make it faster. Or about him being able to access everything you do through the camera of those devices and hacking Namjoon’s phone to contact girls and block your number for a few days. Not to mention all your texts and exchanges. All of it. Of course he’s also the one Namjoon “owed his life to” when he managed to unblock you within a few clicks on his computer. “Are you on episode 6 ?” You asked for the third time but he obviously had a weird day you thought. “Of course”. He looked up at you. “Wow we really match”. Anything to hear your giggle. It was worth watching everything you watched. “Do you have a blanket ?”. In a rush he got back with his blanket. You settled on his chest and he had to hold your waist to keep you from falling off the couch. Taking advantage of the position he could talk confidently “You’re beautiful” “I know right ! Suzy IS that bitch”. Somewhere between confusion, relief then frustration he blurts out “I like you”. You twist your whole body so you’re chest to chest. Scanning his eyes you could see the adoration and even desperation. “What was that ?” “I love you”. This was all too serious. Before you could eat him up with your eyes that clearly say rejection he averts his eyes to the screen. “So that’s what the second male lead feels”. He laughs but it doesn’t meet his eyes, you’re still watching him. Not looking to answer anymore just studying him. “I mean Nam Joo Hyuk is worth it I guess”. He tries to lighten up the mood. There you go with that half assed smile. His plan is working, mind you. Now he’s truly the dejected guy friend. Everyone likes that. They always end up close and you had a thing for them. I mean as long as the first candidate is currently dealing with the board of education for “sharing innapropriate pictures of women”. Never assume fixing your computer is going to be free. Namjoon was a good man. He taught him everything he needed to know. Everything about you. He knew it was cheap but the way you were falling asleep in his arms told him he was so close. So close to having you. 

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Shake, just once (True beauty Seojun fic)

Disclaimer : no real trigger warnings just the endgame we deserved. This is my first ever fic I would love some feedback. Also it’s not edited I just needed to write it to manifest a season 2 hehe. Just pure fluff and I guess a tiny bit of angst :)

It’s really short too : 645 words 

Also I feel like both webtoon and series shippers need a hug from what Yaongyi did with Seojun so enjoy !

Reader (as Jugyeong) x Seojun, Reader x Suho

He backhugged me and, just loud enough for me to hear, he whispers “Thank you”. This. This feels like parting. I hate it. “Seojun-ah” I turn around and hug him back. He seems flustered as if he expected me to dissolve right in his arms. I scrutinise his face trying to memorise it. His hands are still around me and unconsciously he pulls me closer. The few inches between us made me get on the tip of my toes. It was freezing cold but but I didn’t mind. Maybe to adore him a bit more or because I was scared, I found myself wanting the moment to last forever. As I tried to keep my eyes open, my fingers reach the beck of his neck. Suddenly the mullet i always made fun of was the most attractive thing in the world. My hands were probably numb by now but when I neared his face we both felt like melting. The universe knew it was right. From the beginning it was him. I don’t believe in destiny because it’s purely “I got here by chance and stayed around”. If it weren’t for destiny you wouldn’t have any excuse to leave people. Blindly believing the red string would be strong enough to pull you back together. I don’t care about any kind of fate when you could have chosen me and you didn’t. Seojun’s eyes were begging me to stay. He knows he can’t demand it. There’s no such thing as trust in taking someone for granted. I used to believe Suho was fate. That he was somehow in my life and he would be for a very long time. To anyone passing by we would just look like we were parting, both teary-eyed, almost close enough to kiss but restrained somehow. In my eyes, I told him it was okay, that I’m not going anywhere. I saw adoration then gratitude, relief and even deeper pity. Why was it that he had to debut when he just found his new beginning ? Before anything could cloud our minds anymore I brushed my lips on his, my hands in his hair. There was no doubt anymore. This was not a matter to cry over. This can’t be a happy end either, we’re just starting. As if on cue, his soft lips met mine slowly. We stood there kissing forgetting about everything else for a while. It was already warmer. When he snaked his arms around my waist I knew he wouldn’t let go. When did he ever ? Suddenly he managed to pull his arms out making me pout internally and he smirked. I couldn’t bring myself to roll my eyes. Not with how red I was becoming. All I had in mind was getting him flustered to get him back. A peck on the cheek is what sold it. He didn’t back down so easily tho “So does that mean you can tie my shoes and mine only now ?”. I ran to the swings but he caught me by the waist and pulled me to his chest. At this point we’re both laughing but as a good dramatic protagonist I got sad. I truly wish we didn’t have to get hurt so much. I wish we would have found each other sooner. But we chose each other. We are both here now. “So is that a yes” I felt him pouting in my shoulder. “Yes” I said squishing his cheeks. I won’t ever get tired of his scent, I thought. What if it was our fate to choose each other ? What if instead of turning our back to our fate we were choosing ours ? That night we had dinner at Suho’s. It felt like a family dinner. It’s not awkward. If anything Suho is like our mom. When we broke up we were all a mess but I made my choice. 

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