- twice my age
- not real
- power crazy Asgard God
It bothers me because it’s unequal, but it also bothers me in its implications: that my body is inherently sexual, and a man’s body isn’t. It feels like men are being viewed through the first-person lens of “it’s nice to feel the sun on my skin, and I don’t mean anything by it” and women are being viewed through the distinctly third-person lens of “it’s inappropriate for me, a heterosexual man, to see her sexy parts.” It ignores the experiences of people who are turned on by male chests and somehow manage to contain themselves when they see one.” —
omg that last sentence is so perfect
Yeah, aolenalghdkljab I don’t know what to add because this sorta just sums it up. “yeah, you can go around topless, too.” but when you do everyone is telling you to put on some clothes and shielding their children’s eyes and avoiding you. I’m not trying to cause a row, and I’m not trying to get anyone to notice but they do because it’s so unusual to see a woman uncovered apparently. I, however, see plenty of men walking around topless all the time and no one shields their children or gets offended. Men and women are both built pretty nearly the same :|
Time to catch up on my news, namely NASA - what’re they up to? Technology, science, oh! maybe some archeology or paleontology, perhaps we’ll add a bit of politics or other world events in there too.
Hmm, I don’t know what else needs catching up on - any suggestions?
Ah, yes. Art - I must study anatomy and that sorta thing too. There are just too many things that need knowing.
When you wake up and don’t remember your dream, but you know you’ve had one. Then, later in the day, you suddenly remember?
I had a dream that I was watching a woman who had befriended two killer whales, she was swimming with them in the sea. Like nearly all dreams, it had an air of impossibility about it; the woman could swim just as fast as the orcas - and they knew she needed air. So she’d grab their fins and they would jump with her through the roiling seas (or are they in the oceans?). Then I turned into her, and it was slightly frightening, having to hold your breath at just the right moment to avoid drowning. But exhilarating.
There were also some medieval people who wanted her dead, for some reason. It was much more interesting than I’m making it out to be. Then again, aren’t dreams always? If only one could go back and experience them again at will, but then that might destroy the awesomeness of it all.
Anyway, have a wonderful rest of the day followers :) I’ve got spring break starting tomorrow, so I might be away from the keyboard this weekend - I’m going to drive somewhere with my sisters and pups.
My mum is going to go back to college with me, this time for something that she is really truly interested in, same as myself. My little sister will graduate high school and perhaps enroll in college or something - we haven’t got everything sorted just yet.
Anyway, upon achieving vast pots of knowledge I will fund a two-three week journey to another country. We’re currently thinking of Africa, Scandinavia or Asia (I realize those are not countries).
Again, haven’t got everything sorted but, well, I’m dully excited for things.
- ME 1 Reapers: Our motives are beyond your comprehension because WE are beyond your comprehension. You are nothing and you will die like nothing.
- ME2 Reapers: Our motives are to expand our species and improve yours. Prepare for ascension, mortals.
- ME3 Reapers: Our motives are really fucking retarded. We have to destroy everyone to save... everyone? I don't know- seriously man, just roll with it. We have no clue what we're doing either.
I think a Pokemon x Fullmetal Alchemist x Avatar world would be an interesting one to live it. The possibilities are endless.