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I’ve seen some posts making this guilt trip of how the people who like to dress up as a sugar skull or the Catrina for halloween or whatever is racist and cultural appropriation.

Nah, it’s completely fine, as long as you are not totally ignorant about it or disrespectful.

Sugar skull represents the deceased, in a joyful manner. And the Catrina is just a social critic which became an icon later on for the day of the dead and Mexico. 

It is not offensive to turn this into a costume or an accessory because it already is, so if you want to dress up like sugar skulls on Halloween, do so, but at least know it’s value.

Be open minded, don’t even hate, and share this rich culture we have with the rest of humanity, chill.

This post is about that eradicating guilt trip and blaming, and turn it into self awareness

Sometimes I lie awake at night thinking about mine’s and Geovany’s future together. Our story consists of surprises, happiness, confusion, sadness, love, and everything else in between.

Before Geovany, my life was a wreck. I was in a bad relationship where I felt trapped and depressed. A naive girl who easily loved a distraught boy. When we met, Geovany, I had no place for you in my heart…

Our love affair started around May-June 2009, when I decided to come up and talk to you on one of the cafeteria benches in high school. You looked so lonely. I thought to myself, “I want to be his friend.” But when we started talking, you lit up like a Christmas tree. It was surprisingly magical! I should have known then how wonderful you are. You couldn’t stop staring at me.

You always tell me that from you moment you met me you knew I was the one for you. Everytime you tell me that my heart flutters with happiness. I feel honored to have bestowed such emotions to you.

You and I were friends for a long time. Busy being with other people and doing other things. But somehow we always managed to keep some kind of contact. For the first three years after our first meeting it was friendship. Little did I know you wanted something more from me. I never knew how you felt until after the fact.

I will admit, when I knew your sentiments towards me I was not inclined to follow suit. My heart, mind, feelings, and thoughts were not in the right place at the right time. But, when the time came to be with you I took a leap of faith to see how it would turn out.

I never looked back.

You took a big weight off my shoulders and made me feel beautiful again. You constantly tell me how much you love and and want to be with me. Your spontaneous acts of affection are the living end. I love that my family loves you, that my friends love you, and most importantly that you and I can talk for hours about meaningful things. I learn so much from you. I only hope I give you the same experience.

Two years down. From here to pluto. I love you.





This scene is SO important. Maleficent is with someone she trusts, someone she considers a friend. And then the next thing she knows, she wakes up in pain, bleeding, with her wings burned off. A huge part of her has been destroyed.

Rape is so prominent in our culture that it is in a Disney movie. Maybe not explicitly, but it is very clear what this scene represents and it is so sad.

I fucking cried my eyes out during this scene

AJ even confirmed that this is what this scene was a metaphor for (x) - just because i saw someone say today that this is not what this scene is about

'We were very conscious that it was a metaphor for rape': The actress explained how the scene in which her character has her wings ripped off her body while in a drug-induced sleep had to be something 'so violent and aggressive' that it would make her 'lose all sense of her maternity, her womanhood and her softness' 

when a man violates a woman, he cuts off her wings.

(Source: bbuchanann)

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