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Me llamo Jessica, and after 3 semesters of Spanish, I still don't speak it too well. I have a BA in English and am trying to figure out how to put it to use. In the meantime, I'm a web design student (sorta...), a wife, a mother, a bit of a nerd, and a human. I like potatoes.
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queertoddler:

If you want your donations to actually go to autistic people for programs, care and resources, donate either to the Autistic Self-Advocacy Program or the Autism Women’s Network. The money they receive doesn’t go to greedy allistic CEOs or ableist “cures,” but actual beneficial, autistic-chosen, needed things.

Be a good ally this month and don’t support Autism Speaks!

not supporting Autism $peaks is the very least anyone allistic can do to be an ally.

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diehard-disney:

Disney Profiles #3: Mary Blair

Occupation: Concept Artist and Imagineer

Mary Blair was largely responsible for the creating the striking, colorful look that defined many of Disney’s classic movies from the 1940’s and 1950’s. She was an important concept artist and background painter for many of the studio’s movies, including Saludos Amigos, Song of the South, Cinderella, Alice in Wonderland, and Peter Pan, as well as many others. 

She later became an Imagineer, during which she was a primary designer of It’s a Small World, and a mural she created is on display at Disney’s Contemporary Resort hotel in Walt Disney World.

She became a Disney Legend in 1991, and was even honored with a Google Doodle in 2011!

- Taylor

I can’t resist reblogging Mary Blair. If I ever end up with more money than I know what to do with, there will definitely be some of her work in my house. It just makes me swoon, as dumb as it sounds.

(via vintagedisneyparks)

literallyunbelievable:

Refrickingdiculous!!

Was all the deaths at this 1 store???!

literallyunbelievable:

Refrickingdiculous!!

Was all the deaths at this 1 store???!

Reblogging for my dear husbad…

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dthemod:

eatdacakeannamae:

atheologist:

peechingtonmariejust:

bamfandblueberry:

thatfaeriechick:

And those charities were forced to shut down. Don’t even start me on their campaign against Planned Parenthood.

There’s a reason why some people won’t wear pink in…

magicwhisk:

liftingandcats:

ohanameansfandom:

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holyhotpantsbatman:

My therapist asked me to create something “motivating” so I made these.

lol.

These are awesome! Really. You hit everything on the “list” and in a humorous way which makes it more awesome. Everything from taking a shower to remembering your meds when your depressed is a major challenge. All these things are things I struggle with when I hit a depressive episode. I’m sure they seem silly and small to those without a mood disorder, but they’re huge accomplishments to those of us who are sufferers and we should acknowledge that.  tl;dr You rock, holyhotpantsbatman!

seeing these on my dash made me feel loads better, even if i cried more than once today and still don’t have healthy sleeping habits.

Yeah these actually made me feel better … even if I have yet to shower or get dressed today …

Omg the one about only crying once. I swear I cry about 7 times a day when I’m PMSing guys.

yes

(via mylittleblueworld)

justcashierthings:

don’t do that

AT LEAST once a week when I worked retail. Never, ever say this. Because it’s dumb.

When you grow up as a girl, the world tells you the things that you are supposed to be: emotional, loving, beautiful, wanted. And then when you are those things, the world tells you they are inferior: illogical, weak, vain, empty. The world teaches you that the way you exist in it is disgusting — you watch boys cringe backward in your dorm room when you talk about your period, blue water pretending to be blood in a maxi pad commercial. It is little things, and it is constant. In a food court in a mall, after you go to the gynecologist for the first time, you and your friend talk about how much it hurts, and over her shoulder you watch two boys your age turn to look at you and wrinkle their noses: the reality of your life is impolite to talk about. The world says that you don’t have a right to the space you occupy, any place with men in it is not yours, you and your body exist only as far as what men want to do with it. At fifteen, you find fifteen-year-old boys you have never met somehow believe you should bend your body to their will. At almost thirty, you find fifteen-year-old boys you have never met still somehow believe you should bend your body to their will.
Stevie Nicks (via spazgirl)

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taco-l0ve:

phangirlingoverdisney:

queeenrachet:

biersackimagines:

enjoying-all-music:

let’s make this the post with the most notes ever.

yes.

Almost 13 million

13 million and counting.

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Decided to show Elliott Yo Gabba Gabba! as an experiment. Not entirely sure what he thinks, but he’s a bit mesmerized.

Update: He had a great time jumping along to the Jumpy Jump Song (or something?), aaaand, then he spit up all over my pants. So that happened.