Budz

please reblog once with the next line, and let's see if we can get through the whole musical)

*ahem*

(Who do you try for) TELEMACHSU

IM ON MY WAY

A foe who won't run

I'D RATHER BLEED FOR YA (he's bringing you)

DOWN ON MY KNEES FOR YA

FORGIVE MEEEEEEE

(when does a candle become a blaze)

FORGIVE MEEEEE

(when does a man become a monster?)

With only one goal in mind!!!

Six hundred miles of open seas!!

At 14, I told my guidance counselor that I didn't want kids. He chuckled, patted me on the back, and informed me that when I got a little older, and I was with a guy, I would change my mind.

At 16, my grandmother nearly had a heart attack because of her three granddaughters, myself and the youngest agreed we didn't want to uave babies. Ever.

At 17, my father asked about my life plan. I told him: graduate high school, get my college degree, do some traveling and writing, go for this particular job I wanted, retired around X age, take month-long vacations to places I wanted to spend time in, etc. He asked, "What about a husband? Children? Normal things a girl is supposed to think about?" My response- a husband if a man came along that could share an adventure with me, kids were a No Go. He assured me I would 'grow up' qnd change my mind.

At 19, I shocked my former babysitter who had known me since I was a toddler, when I confirmed the rumour she'd heard that I didn't want kids. She patted my mom's arm and reassured her in a sweet voice that, "Don't worry, girls say a lot of silly things before they meet the right fella, and wise up. She'll give you grand babies"

At 22, I was talking to a college professor who chuckled at my making a comment about how, "thank goodness I'm never going to have to worry about juggling child rearing eith marriage, work, and life", then she realized I was serious. She asked if I was alright, thinking I could-not (not didn't-want) kids. I told her the truth, could have but didn't want to. She was aghast, then told me that I'd change my mind when my husband wanted some kids.

Well, I'm over 30, still have absolutely no desire to give birth, adopt, raise, or have much of anything to do with children. I don't hate children, I don't think people who have them are crazy (more power to you, to create and/or care for another person), and I don't think it's impossible to have a life AND have children. I recognized at an early age that I don't have that biological imperative to procreate, I don't have the patience to deal with children (something that has shown very little improvement as I've gotten older, in fact it might be getting worse), and I don't feel my life is incomplete without creating another life- I am good with living my own and doing my best to enrich the lives of those I care about (I try my best to be a good friend, to be a good sister, good daughter, good pet-owner, and a good person in general).

So please, please stop telling girls (or really kids at all, but especially girls) that they will change their minds. Please don't tell them that meeting 'the right guy' will make them suddenly feel broody, that their potential future husband's desire to have children will make her reconsider and see things his way. For one, a couple should have had that conversation and decided if it was a deal breaker, LONG before they got hitched. For another, it's her body that gets to grow and birth another human being- her husband's desire to be a father doesn't supercede her autonomy.

Please, let girls make their own choices? Girls are forced to mature too fast as it is and are bombarded from all sides with SHOULD (you SHOULD be a size 2, you SHOULD wear this dress, you SHOULD have a boyfriend to be a normal teen, you SHOULD always smile), they don't need another judgement from someone who hasn't walked a mile in their particular shoes. Respect teenage girls and their ability to look at the world, themselves, their situation, and their future, and make an important choice.

*gets off soap box, slides it back under the sofa, lets out a sigh*

I was raised Mormon, so I was told that I wanted kids. Not I said I wanted them, I was told from the time I was eight that I wanted them. For a long time, I believed that I did want them.

Then my sister started having kids.

That was when I realized that, no, actually, I did not want them. I had been told for over twenty years of my life that I wanted kids. I saw my sister go through pregnancy and birth and realized that nope, I loved my niblings, but being a mom wasn't for me.

Either they will or they won't. Your saying it won't make it so.

There are cases where someone says "I don't want to have kids" and then, at some later point in their life, decides, "Actually, you know what? Changed my mind. Having a kid around would be nice."

There are cases where someone says "I don't want to have kids" and they go to their grave never wavering in that decision.

There are cases where someone says "I do want to have kids," and then later decides "Actually? No thanks."

I understand skepticism when somebody says at the age of 6 that they don't want kids. I even understand a certain amount of skepticism when teenagers say it, or people in the early twenties.

What I don't understand is letting that skepticism make you into an asshole. Be silently skeptical all you want, maybe you'll wind up being proven right, but don't fucking make that the other person's problem. Leave it alone.

No person who says that they don't want kids has ever had their mind changed by another person self-righteously proclaiming that they're just being silly and don't actually know how they feel, or by constant needling, or by histrionics over not being "given" grandbabies.

I’m moving to Michigan partly so I can be part of my nibblings’ and grandnibblings’ lives, and thrilled to do so. And after an hour or 12 of showing my grandnephew how to make birds out of play dough I’ll go home to my peaceful, relatively unsticky apartment, drink a glass of wine, and read spicy fanfic all evening.

As someone who has epilepsy and used to have several grand mal seizures a day, I’d also like to add that “offer help” can range anywhere from keeping the person calm to explaining to them where they are and what they were doing to even just telling them they should sit and rest for a while longer (lack or coordination is common, and it can be hard to walk straight or see clearly).

It’s okay for them to take up to a half hour to fully regain their bearings and sort out what they were doing prior to the seizure. Just answer any questions calmly and be there for support.

If they come around and you start to panic or shake them or ask them what the heck is wrong with them they are going to freak out and panic too.

I cannot stress it enough that this is bad.

DO NOT CALL THE POLICE. I’m dead fucking serious. I had a grand mal in public once and the POLICE were called and imagine coming out of the seizure, feeling like you got smacked in the head with a sack full of bricks, confused, dazed, in desperate need of some sugar to boost low blood pressure and some DIPSHIT has called the police and I was being threatened with being ‘drunk and disorderly’. It took a phone call to my doctors office to get them to back off. The police cannot properly deal with sick people. 

Offer help can be:

assuring person where they are/what time it is

getting them something to drink if they can; seizure burns so much energy and does cause a blood pressure drop

getting them safely to transport or a carer

getting them some dignity like a blanket/towel [loosing control of your bladder and bowels is fucking horrifying]

ensuring they have a way to get home. Someone who has just had a seizure should NEVER DRIVE straight after

calling emergency services if you notice any of these symptoms because they may have stroked out.

Why you shouldn’t put anything in someone’s mouth: they will choke. Yes, they may bite their tongue but I can assure you it’s less traumatic than cracking your jaw on someone’s greasy wallet or choking on a spoon.

My irl friends encouraged me to post my ugly doodles, so I'm giving this a shot. I'm terrified— ;; I'm not that great but this show makes me so happy. All I do is draw these (and this) stupid turtle(s). Might as well, before I eat up all my GB.

Have people send you a number and letter for a quick doodle challenge! (No art skills required!)

~~ What to Draw ~~

1.) The most recent character in your photos.

2.) Your profile picture.

3.) The last character you drew.

4.) The last character you talked/typed/wrote about.

5.) The most recent character in your search history.

6.) A character from the last show or movie you watched.

7.) Your favorite animated character.

8.) The last character you posted or reblogged.

9.) Your choice!

~~ How to Draw It ~~

A.) Using your non-dominant hand.

B.) In 30 seconds.

C.) Without looking at a reference.

D.) Without erasing or using undo.

E.) With your eyes closed.

F.) Upside-down (flip when done).

G.) Without lifting your pen (single line).