Aliens was a revelation to me when I was a kid.
As soon as the actual action started, what immediately struck me was that every woman onscreen had her shit absolutely together, and every man (with the exception of Corporal Hicks, Bishop and Apone) was a complete walking clusterfuck.
Moreover, as in this .gifed scene, the narrative itself made it explicit that the only way the men were going to survive was by emulating the women.
And even though I was still just a dipshit kid when I first saw this, I didn’t pull on an MRA fedora and whine about my gender being portrayed in such an unflattering light, because even then, I immediately recognized, “This is what it’s like for women to watch literally every other sci-fi action film. Well played, movie.”
the first step towards confidence is not being afraid to be ugly
once you get over the fear of being unattractive and stop equating beauty with other good things in life (friends, love, happiness) it’s a lot easier to love yourself unconditionally
your job is not to sit around and be pretty and easy on everyone else’s eyes
your job is to do whatever the fuck you want and look however the fuck you want while doing it
This is how I got confident
The Selfie (x)
It’s said that 90% of people will see the same word first. Don’t cheat! Type the first 3 words you see in the comments and then look and see what everyone else saw!
Success, Run, and Power….i’ll take it.
|—||Garrus Vakarian (via mass-screencap-effect)|
whats the difference between outlaws and inlaws
outlaws are wanted
come on reblog this my grandma told me this joke and was convinced she was going to be famous on tumblr for it
every time my mom and grandma get into an argument my grandma says “excuse me pamela i am famous on the tumbler”
It’s a cute little thing though.
Sometimes it is hard to remember that owls are incredibly dangerous predators seen by cultures throughout the world as ill omens. Especially when they look like toasted marshmallows.
My boss once described them as flying pillows filled with seething hatred.
Further confirming that owls are the avian equivalent of cats.
Owls aren’t that smart.
Peter’s first meeting with the TARDIS (i suppose)
These tweets consistently make me think really really hard about life. It’s not comfortable but I like it.