He’s back! Welcome back, calming cat. You are always welcome here.
Everyone should know of calming cat.
This is actually really good for anxiety
I’m giving us a calming cat moment, because (as per usual) many people appreciated our stance on rape culture and rape apologists, and a few people sent us angry messages. Dani is going to be addressing those shortly, but in the mean time: Deep breaths and focus on the calming cat.
Do not hate homosexuals, bisexuals, asexuals, ect
But do not hate heterosexuals.
Do not hate trans*gender, agender, non-binary people
But do not hate cissexuals.
Do not hate people of color
But do not hate white people.
Do not hate women
But do not hate men.
Do not hate Christians
But do not hate atheists.
Hatred only breeds more hatred. Is it that hard to understand?
This needs more attention than it’s gotten.
Imagine if in “Frozen” when Anna’s heart finally freezes, Elsa, horror struck and filled with grief began to hold her and sing a reprise version of “Do You Want to build a Snowman.”
Cause I feel like it’d go like this:
….Yes I wanna build a snowman….
…And ride our bikes around the halls…
…It’s because I cared for you….
…I hid from you…
…And now you took the fall…..
…I wanted to protect you….
…Now look at you…
…Frozen by my own hands….
*Pauses looking at her hands*
…Yes I wanna build a snowman…
…And play outside in all the snow…
…I wanted just to hold you close….
…Open up my door…
…Because I loved you most…
…I was always lonely….
…Cause now I can finally see…
…I want to build a snowman …
…One more time Anna please……….
who gave you the fucking right
Life is always great when you have a best friend like mine to support you no matter what. And put up with all your nonsense. I love you so much 💙😘
do you remember the first time you were called annoying?
how your breath stopped short in your chest
the way the light drained from your eyes, though you knew your cheeks were ablaze
the way your throat tightened as you tried to form an argument that got lost on your tongue.
your eyes never left the floor that day.
you were 13.
you’re 20 now, and i still see the light fade from your eyes when you talk about your interests for “too long,”
apologies littering every other sentence,
words trailing off a cliff you haven’t jumped from in 7 years.
i could listen to you forever, though i know speaking for more than 3 uninterrupted minutes makes you anxious.
all i want you to know is that you deserve to be heard
for 3 minutes
for 10 minutes
for 2 hours
there will be people who cannot handle your grace, your beauty, your wisdom, your heart;
mostly because they can’t handle their own.
but you will never be
and have never been