Thin is NOT equal to anorexicDo you want to know what gets on my nerves? What rubs me the wrong way? What grates on my very being? When people comment on photos that somebody is "too thin," "too skinny," and/or "should eat a hamburger." It's especially annoying when the person in the photo is healthy. Do people write too much about this subject? Probably. I've read a million things about it, but the constant harassment is still there. I see it everywhere, this constant put-down of people that work hard for the healthy body they have or even the body they were born with and can never seem to get rid of no matter how much they eat. Why are some people so obsessed with this idea that people would be better off with "meat on their bones?" The idea that the thin girls aren't "real women," because they weren't born with curves? Just because you can see a little rib bone or their collar bones (god forbid) doesn't mean that she/he is anorexic or unhealthy. When you see a bodMore Like This
I AmI am single,More Like This
but I am loved.
I am not a genius,
but I am intelligent.
I am not breathtaking,
but I have beauty.
I am not a saint,
but I am kind.
To the world,
I am not perfect.
But for someone,
Call Me NobodyCall Me Nobody-by Trevor PatrickMore Like This
I'm not a Native American, and I'm not really white,
I'm definitely not black, and I don't have Asian eyes,
I'm not a Catholic, and I'm not a Jew,
I don't follow Muhammad, and I've never been Hindu.
I live in a place without culture, where history is young,
I can't claim a strong heritage, or anything wonderful I've done.
I can't see my future, and I don't have much of a past,
I can't speak with wisdom, or say I'll create anything that lasts.
My memories are momentary, my learning but a dream,
My achievements are illusory, and my writings obscene.
I leave no real footsteps, and have very few friends,
And fewer still will miss me on the day that I end.
You can call me Nobody, for I have nothing to say,
And most folks would agree that it's better this way.
I can't believe in spirits, or faeries or elves,
Or invisible sky pixies, who'll send me to Hell.
And why should I fear such a horrible fate?
When Hell's something we create for ourselves,
When Your Youth EndsWhen Your Youth EndsMore Like This
Is there a particular day when you're no longer young?
When you know that adulthood's cares have begun?
Is it like when Lather turned thirty and they removed all his toys?
Or do you simply bleed away your child's sense of joy?
Where is the tipping point where you move from growing to dying?
When I was a kid, I was told it was twenty-five.
But I lied to myself until I was thirty-three,
That a real job and success was just around the corner for me.
So, is the actual place where your youth ends,
On the day you understand what it truly means,
When the cynics all say that,
Almost no one achieves their dreams?
Is it one of the endless parade of days when,
You wonder where in the world is your place,
Or if you're really just here to keep on stealing oxygen,
And to keep consuming and producing waste?
Then others still will tell you,
That starting a family is the key,
That choosing to remain single,
Makes you a selfish traitor to humanity.
And you're not tr
Painted Within MeLoving you is unceasing torture, wrapped in immeasurable pleasure.More Like This
Like swimming in water so clear and blue the sharks below look as though they glide in nothing but air.
And at any moment, I could fall into their open jaws.
With you, the highs are dizzying.
Reaching up into space where time and gravity are distorted beyond belief.
Where there is nothing but the stillness of infinity.
The tremor of awe.
The feeling that you are all that exists.
In turn, the lows could descend into something far beyond grief.
A darkness with the capacity to tear the soul to nothing.
Reduce the body to ash.
Render the heart incapable of beating.
Leave the mind a blank canvas,
Where there was once a rich, breathtaking landscape..
A landscape you painted within me.
Without even having to try.
I've got a theory...I keep getting asked why I keep focusing so much on women's rights in comics and what-not. http://syacartoonist.com/seriously-stop-it I'm honestly not sure why it's suddenly struck me to start talking about this stuff so much, but I have a theory...More Like This
The reason these issues with women in comics and gaming and nerd culture in general is because of inclusivity and broadening demographics. Over a decade ago, nerd culture was still very much male dominated and exclusive. But over the years women have been getting into comics and gaming and everything else geek related much more so. I mean... don't get me wrong, they were ALWAYS there to being with... but for whatever reason it just started to become more socially acceptable to admit that you were a woman and a geek/gamer.
But the problem is that most of nerd culture and gaming are doing things same-old-same-old like they've always been doing things. They produce content exclusively for male audiences and don't understand why women are takin