Silver Tongue

Feb 15

Reblog if your blog is safe for the LGBTQIA community.

ilovebunnys65:

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thatsthat24:
“ auntythallium:
“ high sküle musical
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Man, this takes me all the way back to the beginning of 2015…
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thatsthat24:

auntythallium:

high sküle musical

Man, this takes me all the way back to the beginning of 2015… 

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transparentnekoatsume:
“ game-girler:
“ transparentnekoatsume:
“ bolt checking to make sure their burger has all the toppings they ordered
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YOU FORGOT THE PICKLES.
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GASP!!!!!
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transparentnekoatsume:

game-girler:

transparentnekoatsume:

bolt checking to make sure their burger has all the toppings they ordered

YOU FORGOT THE PICKLES.

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GASP!!!!!

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psicoyote:
“ Drawlloween 2015
18- Grave/tomb
Bast: who had the Clever idea of ​​putting a dead body inside anubi`s home?
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psicoyote:

Drawlloween 2015

18- Grave/tomb

Bast: who had the Clever idea of ​​putting a dead body inside anubi`s home?

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piitchblackglow:
“ rustboro-city:
“ svviggle:
“ kastortheunlockable:
“ stunningpicture:
“ My 7 year old son was shot down by his 1st grade teacher
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The american public education system in a nutshell tho
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My third grade teacher actually had a...

piitchblackglow:

rustboro-city:

svviggle:

kastortheunlockable:

stunningpicture:

My 7 year old son was shot down by his 1st grade teacher

The american public education system in a nutshell tho

My third grade teacher actually had a conversation with my mom that I was reading to well and told her to stop having me read at home

My first grade teacher said that it was problematic that I was reading ahead of the rest of the kids in my grade and asked my parents to stop letting me read Harry Potter.

My fourth grade teacher thought it was wrong for my dad to be teaching me complex math because it fascinated me.

My elementary school music teacher hated the way my piano teacher taught me, and how I was more advanced than many of her students, and so told me, in front of my peers and my mother, that I was not good enough to participate in the state solo festival. She would not give me the form. We had to procure it from the district instead. She also hated how I excelled at reading and playing music for the recorder, and so she refused to give me my “belts” (colored beads to signify our level) and humiliated me in front of the class repeatedly.

My eighth grade algebra teacher used to fail me on take home tests because I didn’t solve problems exactly the way she showed us in class; I used methods that we had learned for other types of problems that also applied to these. She took points off my tests because I didn’t bring a calculator even though I got 100% without it, because I was able to do it by hand. I had to call my father, who is an engineer, down to the school to shout her down and give me back my A in the class.

My 10th grade Spanish teacher yelled at me in front of the class numerous times because she didn’t like the way I took notes; she thought that since I didn’t write every word off the slide, I wasn’t getting it all down. I had to explain to her that people who have taken advanced courses, like AP or IB classes, know that in a fast-paced learning environment you need to take quick shorthand notes that contain the necessary information rather than wasting time writing every word. She almost gave me detention.

My 11th grade English teacher gave me a poor mark on my first short essay because she believed that I was looking up unnecessarily complex words in a thesaurus to try and get better marks. The phrases in question: “laced with expletives” and “bombarded”. She wouldn’t hear any defense from me.

My 11th grade history teacher failed me on an essay about the 1950s because I misread the prompt. Except the prompt wasn’t words; it was a political cartoon. One of the figures was clearly president Eisenhower, but the other I couldn’t place. My teacher would not tell us who it was. I labelled him as the governor of Little Rock Arkansas during the integration period, and wrote an essay about that subject. My teacher said that no, it was Joseph McCarthy, and that there was a small picture of the man in our textbook and therefore I should have recognized him instantly. Half the class, apparently, did not.

The American school system is not here to educate us or to encourage us to learn; it’s here to keep us in line and silent. It’s here to keep us from deviating and being our own people and forming our own ideas. Don’t let it win.

rustboro-city - i want to know more about you and what you are up to academically these days bc wow

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gingersnapwolves:

natural–blues:

I wish straight people knew how heartbreaking queerbaiting actually is for us. Like, you’re not just teasing a relationship. You’re dangling equal representation in front of our faces, being treated like human beings in front of our faces, with amazing and varied characters whose storylines are more than how straight people kill us (bullying) disease kills us (hiv scare) or we kill ourselves due to the tragedy of our story.

You dangle it and go “am I gonna? Am I gonna? ….Lol no, a show with gay lead characters?! No one would *ever* watch that!” and don’t see why it hurts us.

Legit. The message it sends is “nobody wants to see people like you”, no matter how much anyone says otherwise.

One of my biggest problems with moffat.

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should I skip class to watch gravity falls or should I watch it during class?