I can’t stand these fucking people with these fucking family window stickers on their cars a murderer is gonna come into your fucking house and you’re gonna try to hide your kids in the fucking closet and he’s gonna be like naw bitch I saw your fucking mini van I know you have six more kids where are they
I WAS LITERALLY JUST TALKING ABOUT THIS
It is my firm belief that if you claim to be a feminist and say that women can only be strong and independent if they don’t shave their armpits, don’t wear makeup/ dresses, and basically forsake all things “feminine” then you have no idea what feminism is.
Because what you’re basically saying. Is that women can only be strong if they act like men.
And that isn’t the point of feminism.
We’ve all got to that point in our writing where you want a character to be injured, and you want it to be as serious as possible, but at the same time you still want the character to live (that is, unless you are George R.R. Martin), and you still want them to be able to do certain things. And you might want to be able to describe it well, rather than just saying ‘Rosie badly cut her finger on the knife’.
I got to this point when I had a massive explosion in my story. I wanted my main character to be affected by it, but I didn’t want her to die (yet). So I spent a good few hours researching, which I will turn into a brief summary article for you guys.
Warning: there will be pictures of burns. Some of them won’t be pretty.
THEME BY: nevermychoice.tumblr.com
My dream for The Avengers: Age of Ultron is that it starts out with each of the Avengers getting a call early in the morning that they need to come in, and when they get to Clint, they’re like, “We still don’t have Romanoff’s new location, so if you have a way of contacting…