Daily Archives: July 9, 2014

Oh. Em. Gee. I might have a mental illness. Whodathunk?! Clearly the twenty two years worth of therapists, psychologists, and psychiatrists have been lying to me about my mental condition. And those medicines I’ve taken almost every day for the last 14 years must not be for shiny pretty hair like I was told. I just feel like so much of my life has been a lie. via Tumblr

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babyshoes-neverused: I stumbled upon a tumblr today that helps writers accurately represent characters with racial / nationalistic / religious / sexual orientation (and so on) differences than their own. The site allows you to submit your own experiences and/or get into contact with others that have in order to enhance the depiction of characters in your creative writing. What a great idea! Diversity Cross Check via Tumblr

This is a hoe. It doesn’t look much like a person to me. It looks more like something you would use to garden with. (Or, if you’re particularly antisocial, as a weapon.) Calling a person a “hoe” means that you are calling them this gardening tool. Oh, but you meant to say “ho” because you think the person is a whore. As if you’re in a position to judge someone else’s sex life and/or occupation. You’re not. If a person dresses in a provocative way, then you shouldn’t judge them. If they have a reputation for being sexual, then you shouldn’t judge them. If they are a sex worker, then you shouldn’t judge them. The only person you have the right to judge in this world is yourself. via Tumblr

This is a hoe.