Get Outtta Here Uranus!

all these arguments about the new harry potter casting but all i can think is that every person involved in the series has willingly signed up to work with such an outspoken transphobe

I hate how ppl keep saying jax desereved to be litrealy BRAINWASHED jus cus his a little mean

Gangle was straight out abusing her position-its real fuckin weird how ya all have no issue w that jus cus shes doing it on the stereotypical cartoonish bully lik im sorry but nothing jax did would ever be as bad as abusing your position of power

HAPPY EASTER!! 🐰🐣 the bunny kids both get a golden egg 😇💜

oh my god. i can finally see. my dad didn't get "less abusive" because he isn't yelling at me as much. the erosion and violations of my boundaries has been the abuse this entire time.

he isn't terrorizing me anymore because he has less of a reason to. it's not because he's better at controlling his anger. he's just using different methods of manipulation and force.

this feeling of being a daughter-wife that i have. that has been the goal the entire time. it's literally just coercive control and enmeshment.

and i think my apprehension to post this probably speaks for itself (tw for the tags)

IT'S HIM IT'S HIM I DON'T CARE WHAT ANYONE SAYS LALALALALA PLUGS MY EARS

Hey I know this page is for silly goofs and gafs. But if you are in the US right now and you’re scared of what’s going on, like so many people, like me.

I want you to know you’re loved, and it’s ok to be scared to be terrified, it’s ok to feel that right now, it’s ok to grieve.

But once you’re ready I want you to stand up tall ok. I want you to stand up tall and be so loudly proud of who you are. Do not let them silence us, do not let them win!

We will not be silenced, we will not go away, and we will not let them win.

How it feels to look for Jax fanfic/fanart tbh

It's not just the trauma that hurts you...

It's coping with the lingering mental effects of what you went through.

It's living with the physical damage done to you.

It's having to tell new people about someone else's disgusting actions over and over again.

It's feeling their hands, smelling their breath, even when you haven't seen them in 10 years.

It's remembering moments that you'd locked away deep down, and now they're just *there* needing to be processed.

It's wishing you had been protected at the time of the trauma, and never having felt protected since then.

It's not knowing who or where or when is safe, ever again.

It never ends.