@necesitotequila

I'm never going to shut up about how people will inherently create. Even in absolutely dystopian states of the world (the fallout, 1984, the hunger games) there will always be someone who added trinkets to their jacket because they tought it looked cool. In an absolutely desperate situation, you will always have people look at a completely useless thing and go: oooOOhh, shiny! and then attach that scrap of metal to their clothes or necklace.

This post exists because I was thinking about how Julie in 1984 ties the red sash around her waist (to empashize her chest and hips), meanwhile other members ofter have it rather around their arms or like a belt.

even in dystopia, people want to have authenticity. No one can rob us of being original. Not truly - not fully.

Heroes

Captain America taught me that even if I’m a little, tiny sassy asthmatic shit, I still can be a (super)hero

Ironman taught me that doesn’t matter how deep I will be, the main thing is that I wouldn’t stay here

Black Widow taught me that I can be a bitch who fights as well as men, and yet I can still have feelings (and sometimes not under my control)

Hawkeye taught me that doesn’t matter if I’m weak or broke, what matters are my skills and inteligence

Agent Peggy Carter taught me that even if they think that I’m not good enough to do something, I’m still capable of more than I can ever imagine

James Bucky Barnes taught me that even if I did something bad in my past, it doesn’t define my future

Peter Parker taught me that everybody’s adventure is out here, waiting for all of us to find it

and finally

Stan Lee taught me all these things plus that;

My fantasy is a magical power and I shouldn’t be ashamed to use it

I’m capable of amazing things, all I have to do is to trust to myself

That to be a little weird for others means also that I have so much more joy and hapiness in my life than them.

Okay, a little “out of debate” post today but I just needed to wrote that down.

Music

Hiiiiii! I just want to talk about something little bit different today 😥

I’s about that, I really LOVE old music. like:

Me: my favourite singer is Billie. Them: Eilish? Me: *put on 40s dresses and hairstyle* Holiday 😎

And I really LOVE to dance to it. The spin of my skirt, feeling my hair in a cute bow and also the romance of old texts... ach... 💖💖💖

Anyway - even when I like it, I will NEVER start playing it out loud in my bedroom. Why? because my father has cancel right next to me and I just... don’t feel comfortable when I imagine he will know that I’m listening to Billie Holiday, Fred Astaire or Benny Goodman 😖🙁😞

But yesterday I was wondering WHY I have it like that - my father mustn’t care at all what I’m listening to, right? It’s not somethnig I should be ashamed of 😖. So I tought about that and I came to a conclusion that I feel uncomfortable when I have to tell to my family something a little bit personal about me. But still is here that question... WHY? I think that when i was a child and I told what I like to do (like playing on the piano) to my mother or to my dad, they started to be completle mad about that. not in a way they would forbid me it, but in exactly opposite way(which also wasn’t so good) 😖😟😩.

Example:

When I told to my mommy I like to play the piano, the first thing she did was to signed me up to the music school. But I didn’t wanted or liked play that way - everyday must training boooriiing and difficult songs that I didn’t even like. But I didn’t want to disappoint her, so I kept going to stupid music classes and kept myself under stress just for my mother to be happy.

(PS - It ruined all my love to the playing. completely. I still like to play on piano or hear somebody to play on it, but that magical feeling I had, before I was forced to do it, that little taste of freedom that it has that I could taste on my tongue... It’s all away. Congrats, if you want your child to start hate what it loved before, instructions are above) 😖😟😖

So I think it’s because I’m scared that if they (my parents) will know that I like old jazz music or dancingon it, they will propably force me to do it everyday until it will end up as that thing with piano.

Because the thing I love about dancing, freedom, doesn’t mean that you are forced to do something until you will want to kill yourself, freedom is that you can leave whenever you want - and that’s the reason why I keep staying.

Okay, after downwriting this I just realized that I have really shitty parents. excuse me, I will propably cry for a few hours now 😨👋🤭😖🤧

Bye!

I feel you on spiritual level op

How I feel after walking for fifteen minutes instead of driving:

Becca Barnes

Becca Barnes: You have to learn to use pain.

Becca: not yours.

* crunches her fingers *

Becca: but the pain of others

děkuji :3

vypadáš, jako kdyby tvoje máma a táta měli dítě

Yes, we exist! I shipped them before I even knew what "shipping" was (sorry dad)!

tumblr exists purely so that i can see if anyone ships those guys from the over 50-year-old movie i just watched

Yay samurai swords 💛🖤💛

Seiya taking hacks with a katana.