it’s almost as if men are used to seeing women in film through a male gaze where they are sexualized and objectified for male pleasure and approval.??

huh anyway MEN are weak and ladies enjoy Mary Elizabeth Winstead looking hot and powerful as Huntress

I know this isn’t specifically about Harley Quinn, but since it’s her movie, I gotta make the comparison. I mean I wonder why all men were drooling over this Harley

But I havent heard a single male praise for her hotness since the trailers for her movie came out and they find out now she looks like this

I MEAN

I W O N D E R W H Y

This breaks children’s spirit. Because we as children, we all have no choice but to love our parents. We love them even as they hate us. And we do everything in our power to stop them from hating us so much. We lower our wants and needs, until we’re barely any burden at all. We don’t ask for new clothing or new stuff anymore, we make do, we try to work off whatever money parents spend on us, we don’t ask for attention anymore, even when we really need it. We try our hardest to meet parent’s expectations, we push ourselves in everything so hard we end up breaking our spirits. Every single mistake means we deserved more hatred. Every “less than perfect” result causes us to break down because again, it means we deserve the hatred and punishment, because once again we are worthless in our parents’ eyes.

And nothing works, even as our parents insist it’s because of our own faults and selfishness and demands that they hate us, even as we bring it to a minimum, even as we give up everything we’re entitled to have in a family, the hatred doesn’t go away. We come home and parets we worked so hard to please look us in contempt, lash out at us, act as if everything would be better if only we didn’t exist. How is a child supposed to go on? We know we can’t survive without our parents, we know we need to be accepted as a part of the family in order to have a place in our community, in order to be safe, to have a future. And our parents, people who are supposed to accept us, who are supposed to know us the best, because they’ve known us for our entire lives, they say no, you don’t belong anywhere, you’re not wanted anywhere, this world doesn’t need or want anyone like you.

It’s not a wonder we all end up growing up terrified we can’t be loved, that we’ll never be a part of anything. Even rejection and abandonment from friends and partners are huge blows for us, because it’s not about “not getting what we want”, it’s proof that our parents were right, that we can never deserve to be loved. It makes life miserable and terrifying for us. Being singled out as one human who cannot be redeemed, who cannot deserve a place in someone’s heart, and being told over and over again there’s something deep inside of us that is wrong and selfish, and justifies all the abuse done to us, it’s torture. We’re set up as children, to keep going thru torture for rest of our lives, because our parents didn’t have the decency to sit down, and admit the problem was never in us. It’s them who didn’t have a capacitiy to give us a loving home. It’s them who took advantage of a child who had nowhere else to go, and force them into life of hatred and abuse. It’s them who watched a child struggle with unbearably painful concept of themselves being unlovable, when they did nothing wrong, nothing to deserve it, nothing that would justify them being denied of warmth, acceptance and love. It’s them who let that child suffer, and felt nothing. It’s them who caused the suffering, and could have stopped it, but they didn’t. They benefited of it. They made sure it continued. They made sure all of their faults were hidden, and instead had a child believe there was no place for them in the world.

hyper fixates on your appearance, constantly makes you incredibly self-aware of how you look and what others are thinking of you

compares you to other people, to show you what you should be more like (or look more like), making you feel like you’re the only worthless person

tries to control and micromanage your appearance, threatens you with missing out this and that if you don’t look up to her standards

uses you as emotional and psychological support

tells you how you are the only one who understands and loves her, forcing you to bear the burden of living as her “support system”

constantly makes you feel guilty for everything that is happening to her, makes you feel as if you owe her to make the world a bearable place for her

shares traumatic stories from her past that you are too young to understand and react to, expects unconditional emotional support and therapy from you even when you are a child

if the dad is abusive too, accuses you of being “just like him” or tells you that you remind her of him when she lashes out on you

also if father or another person is abusing you, she stands on their side or just pretends not to see or notice it’s going on, later tells you it’s your fault

silences your opinions with “you don’t know anything”

shows exaggerated concern for you for purpose of controlling where you go and what you do, makes you feel obliged to avoid certain places or situations so “she wouldn’t worry” but it extends to stuff you would usually be able to do safely, like hanging out with friends or traveling or having a social life

forces you to center her well being and her happiness more than your own and if you do anything for your own good, you will be called out for not thinking of her first

doesn’t feel responsible for providing you with decent meals or wardrobe, doesn’t notice when you’re hungry or lacking in basic resources, but lashes out at you if anyone else notices for “embarrassing her”

or alternatively, is crazy controlling over when you’re allowed to eat, what you’re allowed to eat, and what resources you are allowed to have

pushes you into interests and activities she wants you to have, disregards and criticizes everything you do that she doesn’t like

her behavior towards you changes in public, she becomes must more concerned over how other people perceive her relationship to you, is generally nicer if other people are listening

feigns concern towards you in front of others, in private keeps telling you how you’ll never make anything out of yourself

tries very hard to keep you at home forever if possible, refuses to teach you basic life skills, denies you resources you need to learn how to make something on your own, convinces you that you are in fact, helpless and incapable of survival without her, insists that you be dependent on her

breaks into your privacy, demands sensitive information about your relationships, conversations and thoughts, everything you do not feel comfortable about telling her because you know she’ll use it against you

accuses you of being a failure as a child, for being “heartless” and not caring about her at all, reminds you of everything she’s been thru only to raise you, talks as if she sacrificed herself for you

has periods where she doesn’t seem to even notice you, then in other times is completely obsessed with you and wont let you out of her sight

acts aggressive at times but always with pretense that her violence doesn’t count because she’s not physically able to seriously injure you, disregards all psychological and mental wounds of being assaulted and hurt by your own mother

acts like you’re an extension of her and have no existence or life of your own, refuses to accept any individuality and tries to prevent you from growing up and becoming your own person

makes you feel too guilty to say no to her, uses every social convention to make you feel as if you’re using and discarding your poor mother when all you want is to create a single boundary

refuses to acknowledge any of your successes but brings up your failures as a proof that nothing will ever become of you

Wu-Tang Clan performing C.R.E.A.M on NPR Tiny Desk Concert

THIS SHIT WORKS OKAY, I AM DEAD SERIOUS.

The last time I saw this on my dash, I didn’t think it would happen, so jokingly I wished I could go to a fun. concert.

AND GUESS WHAT, I WENT TO A FUCKING FUN. CONCERT.

I SAW THIS ON MY DASH THE OTHER DAY AND THOUGHT “ITS WORTH A TRY” SO I WISHED I COULD GET A 3DS

LITERALLY LIKE 4 DAYS LATER MY DAD SENT ME A PICTURE OF THE 3DS XL HE BOUGHT FOR ME WHILE I WAS AT SCHOOL

GUYS.

HE FUCKING CALLED ME 20 MINUTES LATER

20 FUCKNG. MINUTES. LATER.

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