Unleash Your Imagination

Unleash Your Imagination

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221badwolfstreet:

aswimmersparadise:

Let me tell you something about today. Today was the hottest day of the year in New Jersey, I woke up sweating despite air conditioning because it was 95 degrees. Now, i did what any logical person would do and I put on my favorite pair of shorts so i wouldn’t be sweating throughout the day.

        Even in my shorts i was sweating my balls off but I went through half of my day as normal, no boys stared at my ass or tried to grope me in public yet when i went to the the cafeteria a teacher told me to go to the office because he finds my shorts inappropriate. I head down to the office to find a group of girls wearing shorts and skirts sitting in a small room in the office, we where all ordered to call our parents or to change into the clothes they had offered us from the school store. These items of clothing included sweatpants and a large heavy sweatshirt. I obviously refused to where those because it was 95 degrees and when you are sweating the key to cool down is NOT to put on more clothes. They told me I would have to stay in that room the whole day if it came down to it.

      I was able to leave the office when my friend gave me a pair of yoga pants. The man who made me go down to the office brought down several other girls as I was leaving, at this point they didn’t care how long the shorts where they just sent everyone who was wearing a pair down. They warned me that if I put my shorts back on they would right me up. 

     I put them back on anyway because just walking down the hallway in those yoga pants made me faint, dizzy,and extremely hot. Thats the main issue, it is hot enough for people to pass out in school but to the school system they would rather a girl suffer from a heat stroke then to have a boy become  turned on. My shorts don’t say “COme fuck me in the middle of class” they say,”Its warm out”

The sexualizing of innocent students is not okay

Risking students health is not okay

and tHE LACK OF FEMINISM IN THE SCHOOL SYSTEM WILL NEVER BE OKAY

Today was literally horrible

I hate our school so much

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It is disgusting. We are told to love sex but never masturbate or fool around. To love our bodies but we have to be hairless, thin, have boobs, and to never wear make up to cover our flaws. We can like sports and watch them but we can’t play them unless they are toned down and pretty enough to be oggled at. We can be nerds but we can’t be TOO smart or we forget our place. We are told we need a prince charming and to seek him out by constantly changing ourselves and being perfect for him. We are given the message that outside beauty is what matters the most but if we have it and get successful it was because we have a pretty face. We are told we exaggerate and should just go with it when we complain of being objects and property. We are taught that being a woman is worthy of an insult… WE have to fear walking at night. WE have to go in a group if we need to use the bathroom in a strange place. WE have to be cautious of where we are and who we are with. That we are told to hush and get over it if we are assaulted because real life isn’t like the crime shows and it is harder to convict the assaulter. That female artists are degraded and yelled at in artist alleys. That you are judged just by how you wear a t-shirt.
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(Source: queerlittlemermaid, via ankoku37)

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Nine:
I think I was in love once.
Ten:
Really? What was her name?
Nine:
Her name was Rose.
Ten:
Doctor, we all love Rose.
Nine:
I love Rose because she's fantastic. She always knew just what to say and she made me better.
Ten:
Oh, yes! Rose was brilliant. All soft and warm and clever and so very human.
Eleven:
I love River!
Nine:
...
Ten:
...
Eleven:
I love Clara!
Ten:
Doctor, are you just looking at girls in the universe and saying that you love them?
Eleven:
I love... fez.
Ten:
Do you really love fez, or are you just saying that because you saw it?
Eleven:
I - I love fez! I love fez.

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verity-burns:

“Where’s your bride?”
“Mary? Oh, she’s not my bride.”
“What?”
“No, she’s just a friend. A good friend, mind you, but no more than that.”
“What are you talking about? You’re marrying her in a little less than half an hour.”
“I don’t think so.”
“Have you hit your head?”
“Nope.”
“You’re serious?”
“I’m dead serious.”
“Then why on earth have we gone through this rigmarole?”
“Got you here, didn’t it? And wearing a TIE, no less.”
“Of course I’m wearing a tie - I thought you were getting married today!”
“Oh, I am.”
“What?”
“Or at least, I hope to be.”
“You are making no sense whatsoever.”
“I know how you feel about me.”
“No you don’t. How do you?”
“Suspected soon after you came back, actually. But I couldn’t be sure until I saw your face when I said I was leaving.”
“So this whole thing has been… what? Punishment?”
“Would you rather I’d punched you?”
“You did punch me!”
“Well, you deserved it.”
“And did I deserve this? To have to stand here and watch while you… Oh.”
“Oh?”
“You’re not marrying Mary?”
“I’m really not.”
“But you are getting married.”
“Well, that rather depends.”
“On?”
“On whether or not you’ll have me.”
“…”
“Sherlock?”
“But… One can’t just turn up in front of a vicar and get married, John. There are formalities…”
“It’s amazing what you can arrange when the British government owes you a favour.”
“But… Me?”
“Of course you.”
“But we’re not… I’ve never even…”
“If you want me. So do you, Sherlock? Do you want me? To marry me, in fact?”
.
.
“I do.”

verity-burns:

“Where’s your bride?”

“Mary? Oh, she’s not my bride.”

“What?”

“No, she’s just a friend. A good friend, mind you, but no more than that.”

“What are you talking about? You’re marrying her in a little less than half an hour.”

“I don’t think so.”

“Have you hit your head?”

“Nope.”

“You’re serious?”

“I’m dead serious.”

“Then why on earth have we gone through this rigmarole?”

“Got you here, didn’t it? And wearing a TIE, no less.”

“Of course I’m wearing a tie - I thought you were getting married today!”

“Oh, I am.”

“What?”

“Or at least, I hope to be.”

“You are making no sense whatsoever.”

“I know how you feel about me.”

“No you don’t. How do you?”

“Suspected soon after you came back, actually. But I couldn’t be sure until I saw your face when I said I was leaving.”

“So this whole thing has been… what? Punishment?”

“Would you rather I’d punched you?”

“You did punch me!”

“Well, you deserved it.”

“And did I deserve this? To have to stand here and watch while you… Oh.”

“Oh?”

“You’re not marrying Mary?”

“I’m really not.”

“But you are getting married.”

“Well, that rather depends.”

“On?”

“On whether or not you’ll have me.”

“…”

“Sherlock?”

“But… One can’t just turn up in front of a vicar and get married, John. There are formalities…”

“It’s amazing what you can arrange when the British government owes you a favour.”

“But… Me?

“Of course you.”

“But we’re not… I’ve never even…”

“If you want me. So do you, Sherlock? Do you want me? To marry me, in fact?”

.

.

“I do.”

(Source: bluebellglowinginthedark, via whatsupwiththeaccent)

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a-seven-percent-solution:

I may be late to the party on this one, but I just noticed something from the restaurant scene in ‘A Study In Pink’…..

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Sherlock, you sly devil.  You made reservations.  You’re in the middle of the case and you made dinner reservations.  For John.

Now we know why Angelo was so quick to assume John was his date.

(via pixiedreamsquirrel)