"SHIT THE BOMB, MOLLY"




I Am:
25 years old, a college dropout, an ex-English major and Psychology minor, a lesbian, awkward, subtle like a supernova, damn near impossible to offend, dating a Dr.-Manhattan-Grumpy-Mathematician-Master-Assassin-Vulcan-Elf-Princess, obsessive compulsive, easily excitable, obsessed with fandom, manic-depressive, consistently anxious, emotionally unstable in almost every way, a romantic, a geek, a nerd, a dweeb

You Can Call Me:
Kelty, Kat, Jude, Jimmy, Special K, Freak, Weirdo, or any and all fandom-applicable nicknames that fit my personality, because who am I to deny.

The People You Need to Know
(If You Want to Get to Know Me):

KENDRA (my girlfriend)
EMILY (my best friend)
BLISS (my soulbuddy)
CODY (my adopted e-son)

(Source: nyc-rules, via enochiandirtytalk)



LESBIANS JEALOUS OF SUSAN DOWNEY BLOG ‘11 



My main problem with this whole argument surrounding Marceline/Bubblegum or really any homosexuality on television… 

When parents say things like “I don’t want my kids seeing things like that. They’d be confused!”

1. No. They won’t. Let’s recall, for an example, when you were a child watching that classic children’s movie The Little Mermaid (my favourite!). Remember how you reacted to that one line in “Poor Unfortunate Souls” that was blatantly sexual? You know the one…

Never underestimate the importance of body language~! 

The men up there don’t like a lot of blabber 
They think a girl who gossips is a bore 
Yes, on land it’s much preferred 
For ladies not to say a word 
And after all, dear, what is idle prattle for? 

Come on, they’re not all that impressed with conversation 
True gentlemen avoid it when they can 
But they dote and swoon and fawn 
On a lady who’s withdrawn 
It’s she who holds her tongue who gets her man!

Oh wow gee that was a lot more than one line, huh. But were you severely scarred by that joke growing up? Did you believe all that and grow up thinking women should be nothing more than arm candy? No. Know why? Kids take things at face value. If they don’t understand it, they don’t even really take notice of it. I bet it wasn’t until you were much older watching the movie that you even noticed that verse.

2. If by chance they do catch it, and they are curious, guess who they’ll ask.

"Mommy, those girls are kissing like you and daddy do!"

"Yes, sweetie, sometimes girls fall in love with girls or boys fall in love with boys the way that mommy and daddy fell in love."

It’s honestly that easy. You think it won’t be, but it is. Kids are a lot more understanding than many seem to think. If their curiosity continues, be a parent and talk to your child. That’s kind of what you’re for.

3. All right, so let’s say you don’t care about any of that. You flat out DON’T WANT YOUR CHILD SEEING IT. You don’t want to explain it to them. You don’t want to deal with average parental duties all those confusing things. All right, fine. But I DO.

I want children to be able to see that relationships are all different. That women fall for women and men fall for men and that’s perfectly normal and it would be okay if they have any questions about themselves. I want little girls who grow up knowing that they like girls or little boys who grow up knowing that they like boys (as so many do) to have characters they can relate to, so that they can look at them and think “I’m nothing to be ashamed of.”

Yeah, it’s not just for the rest of us ~out~ types to be happy. I want kids to understand it’s not bad if they don’t like the opposite gender as much as they like the same one. I want them to feel safe as they can about coming out, because it’s already awkward and scary enough.

So if you don’t want your kid seeing it, once again, be a parent. Block the channel, don’t let them watch the cartoon. While you’re at it you should probably move far out into the country where you’ll have no neighbors and home-school your child and not allow cable or Internet in your house. Just in case they find things out that you don’t want them finding out.



Reblog this with a movie that made you cry. 

goddamnfairyprincess:

schoolgirlsnoipah:

-williams:

mikarella:

secret-spy-guy:

chichacabron:

timeywimeykid:

heathyr:

robertford:

reneadler:

peacelovemusicozil:

iheartozil:

germanyboys:

Eight Below.

the notebook

 The Green Mile

Frida

Marley and Me

The Boy in the Striped Pajamas

Ten Inch Hero

The Pirates Who Didn’t Do Anything: A VeggieTales Movie

HACHI

Brokeback Mountain

 my sister’s keeper

WAIT NO TOY STORY 3

 Pokemon.

The Fall

I couldn’t choose between my first cry movie and my most embarrassing cry movie, so you get both:

First movie to make me cry: Heart and Souls

Most embarrassing movie to make me cry: South Park: Bigger, Longer and Uncut

(via queencatriona)



ghostsandavocados:

I just watched the ‘Bye Bye Butterfree’ episode of Pokemon from season one and had a hard time keeping it together. What the hell, self, I don’t think you were this upset about it when you first saw this.
Maybe it’s lady time soon.

Seriously? I fucking lost it when I saw it as a kid. Like, not gonna lie, most likely one of the first things I truly cried about. And boy, did I. Like. Seriously. Buckets of tears. XD

ghostsandavocados:

I just watched the ‘Bye Bye Butterfree’ episode of Pokemon from season one and had a hard time keeping it together. What the hell, self, I don’t think you were this upset about it when you first saw this.

Maybe it’s lady time soon.

Seriously? I fucking lost it when I saw it as a kid. Like, not gonna lie, most likely one of the first things I truly cried about. And boy, did I. Like. Seriously. Buckets of tears. XD



fuckyeaimcrazy:

cigaretteyes:rocketrocket:deepdownsouth:parisnotfrance:



alchemistique:

callmejude:

homeisnowhere:

(via iwantcupcakes)

Except not. I mean, sometimes, yeah. For a lot of my fandoms, yes. But if you had told me this ten years ago about Harry Potter, I would’ve laughed in your face and said, “I will always love this.” And I would’ve been right, so. I guess I’m just saying, it depends…

It depends, yes. On the flip side, I thought I was hardcore obsessed with Watchmen last year, to the point where I almost contemplated a tattoo, but that fandom last about two months before I bailed.
Of course, on the OTHER flip side – your side – I have an Alice In Wonderland tattoo because it’s been my favorite book since I was five. So, yeah, there’s that.
WHAT WAS THE POINT OF THIS? Oh, yeah. Um. *stern voice* Emily, you will most likely not be obsessed with HINABN this time next year, so calm the fuck down! (Pffft yeah okay whatever.)

Yeah, no, exactly. I feel the same way. Like, if I got a Big Bang Theory tattoo, I’d regret it. And I know that. Even things I still love, like Pokemon, and House, and etc., I know that five or six years down the road, it’s not gonna be the same. But Harry Potter? Harry Potter will always be a big, important part of my life.

alchemistique:

callmejude:

homeisnowhere:

(via iwantcupcakes)

Except not. I mean, sometimes, yeah. For a lot of my fandoms, yes. But if you had told me this ten years ago about Harry Potter, I would’ve laughed in your face and said, “I will always love this.” And I would’ve been right, so. I guess I’m just saying, it depends…

It depends, yes. On the flip side, I thought I was hardcore obsessed with Watchmen last year, to the point where I almost contemplated a tattoo, but that fandom last about two months before I bailed.

Of course, on the OTHER flip side – your side – I have an Alice In Wonderland tattoo because it’s been my favorite book since I was five. So, yeah, there’s that.

WHAT WAS THE POINT OF THIS? Oh, yeah. Um. *stern voice* Emily, you will most likely not be obsessed with HINABN this time next year, so calm the fuck down! (Pffft yeah okay whatever.)

Yeah, no, exactly. I feel the same way. Like, if I got a Big Bang Theory tattoo, I’d regret it. And I know that. Even things I still love, like Pokemon, and House, and etc., I know that five or six years down the road, it’s not gonna be the same. But Harry Potter? Harry Potter will always be a big, important part of my life.



I fucking hate Werewolf Week. 

Seriously, guys, I’m too fucking emotional for my own good right now. It’s pathetic.

Did I mention I hate Werewolf Week?



Dear Hannafags 

I wish we could get along like we all did in middle school. I wish I could bake a cake made out of rainbows and smiles and we could all eat it and be happy.