Okay, so. Imagine the cast of one of those Wee Sing videos let loose on a neo-Art-Deco rock concert stage.

That’s the Alice in Wonderland that I just saw. Not tagging the theater because they’re good folks and I like them, buuuuuuuuut… holy set design dissonance, Batman.

rolohaliiburton:

I don’t often see abuse posts about the opposite spectrum of post-abuse behavior, and it’s. Kind of a bummer bc those are still things people experience.

So shout out to :

people who feel like they have to aggressively defend the things that are important to them because they’re so used to it being torn down and taken from them – even if a friend was just kidding, it’s so hard to see it as just kidding.

People who are constantly on high alert for a fight and had to learn to treat everything like a debate because it was the only way they could stand up for themselves. People who have a hard time rationalizing not everything is an attack because everything used to be an attack.

People who are mad and furious over what happened and get completely consumed by rage no matter how hard they try to let it go. And who have to deal with people telling them they’re making it bigger than it was.

People who have to constantly front as being a badass or aloof because they can’t be seen as vulnerable in any way.

People who constantly fear they’re just like their abuser because they lash out at a moment’s notice to defend themselves

There’s a ton more things but I’m on my break and these are just things I experience that I know a lot more people relate to omg. It’s hard to unlearn aggressive means of self preservation and it hurts to hurt people after you’ve had to experience that hurt and it seems impossible to get over or unlearn those things but you’ll do alright it just needs time and patience and there’s nothing wrong with being angry.

What assigned books did you LOVE?

irishais:

twocatstailoring:

sorshania:

jedimasterhobbit:

rannadylin:

shimmer-like-agirl:

kickassfanfic:

This post makes me sad. As a literature teacher, honestly, it’s pretty discouraging – especially because just about EVERY book apparently sucks. 

I don’t know if this post will get any traction whatsoever; I’m a wee bug here on tumblr without much of a voice. But I’d really appreciate it if – even if you don’t post comments of your own – if you’d reblog this so that some of your followers might see it and respond.

Lord of the Flies. I was absolutely enraptured by that book and I read it three times my senior year.

Honestly there were hardly any assigned books I didn’t love but then also I ended up becoming an English major, so…

Highlights though: Le Morte d’Arthur. A Separate Peace. Hamlet (ok, but I’d read it twice on my own before we got around to reading it in school…). And since I also minored in Latin: Ovid’s Metamorphoses.

FRANKENSTEIN.

Fucking changed my life. Considering writing my senior thesis on it.

Perfume: The Story of a Murderer by Patrick Suskin.

The way smell is described and its effect on people, is just freaking incredible.

Summer of the monkeys.

Great Gatsby, assigned in 9th grade, to the point that I now have my favorite lines as a massive tattoo.

Dracula. I already loved the format, already enjoyed vampire fiction, but ohhhhhh my godddddd I still have the saddest crush on actual canon Mina Harker.

Also Inherit The Wind, if plays count. Tenth grade was a good year, I guess?

anais-ninja-bitch:

is anyone okay rn?

don’t get me wrong, i know and appreciate the value of expressing grievances from petty to large and finding solidarity. i really do.

but do me a favor.

save this post in your drafts, and reblog it when you’re doing okay.

whatever that means to you (easy day at work, low pain, no panic attack, kids chilling, pets cuddling, rent paid, WHATEVER).

add a comment or tag if you like. i just wanna get some visibility for “yeah, it’s okay, it’s going to be okay” because that can help too.