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Jada Pinkett-Smith is aware of the critics that frown up their noses at the way she raises her daughter, Willow. Willow cuts, dyes and styles her hair as she pleases, a fact that bothers many who feel girls shouldn’t have that much control over their appearance at such a young age.

Jada decided to address the criticism in a Facebook post:

“A letter to a friend…This subject is old but I have never answered it in its entirety. And even with this post it will remain incomplete. The question why I would LET Willow cut her hair. First the LET must be challenged. This is a world where women, girls are constantly reminded that they don’t belong to themselves; that their bodies are not their own, nor their power or self determination. I made a promise to endow my little girl with the power to always know that her body, spirit and her mind are HER domain. Willow cut her hair because her beauty, her value, her worth is not measured by the length of her hair. It’s also a statement that claims that even little girls have the RIGHT to own themselves and should not be a slave to even their mother’s deepest insecurities, hopes and desires. Even little girls should not be a slave to the preconceived ideas of what a culture believes a little girl should be.”

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I’m pretty sure I’ve reblogged this before but seriously this is something we should be teaching all our children. Their bodies are theirs, not ours as parents. As soon as you tell someone their body doesn’t belong to theirs you take away so much from them.

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supholmes:

… and so sherlock and john never met. the end.

THE SHOW WOULD CONSIST OF JOHN LIMPING AROUND LONDON AT VARIOUS SPEEDS

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“Who’d want me for a flatmate?” John asked, completely serious at the notion that anyone would actually want to room with him. He glanced at his old colleague when he heard him chuckling. “What?”

“Nothing, I just remembered a funny joke.” He said with a smile. It probably had something to do with two flatmates or something. John didn’t inquire.

“Oh.” He responded simply, returning his gaze to his cup of coffee. After a few minutes of silence, John looked up to ask Stamford a question but stopped when he saw a curious look on the man’s face. He almost seemed horrified. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” Stamford stuttered. “It’s just…” He seemed to be trying to get a look at John’s back. “I just thought I saw something on your back.”

NONONO

NOBUTWAITFUCKYESMAYBEBUTNO

A couple days later, John saw something in the papers. It shouldn’t have bothered him, really, he didn’t even know this “Sherlock Holmes” character. He just couldn’t put his finger on why it made him so sad to find out that the so-called “consulting detective” had been victim to another one of those recent suicides.

NO NO NO

John pauses by a police box on his way to the store to get some milk. He smiled a little at the old timey appearance of it. “They just don’t make them like that anymore,” he said, a little wistfully. He jumped when the door flew open.

"You!" the man with the bow-tie snapped. John looked around in surprise but he was the only one around.

"M-me?" he asked, half pointing at himself.

"Yes, you. Don’t you know you jumped the tracks? You were supposed to be there to save that brilliant ridiculous idiot! But no, someone dipped their fingers in the time stream and messed everything all up. I will need to have a word with this person, but for now we need to get you back on track come on," the madman said, grabbing John by the arm and pulling him towards the box.

"Wow wow excuse me I don’t even know you!"

"Nor are you supposed to! But I can’t just let things go all willy-nilly topsie turvey here! Some one has got to save Sherlock Holmes and It might as well be us, eh?"

"I don’t know any Sherlock Holmes," John protested.

"Yes, and that might be the biggest crime here," the man said and finally succeeded in dragging John into the box.

"He killed himself, the papers said, and…oh my," John trailed off, looking around him in surprise. "It….it…."

"Yes, it is bigger on the inside I know. Come on, we’ve got a flatmate for you to meet!"

(in which Moriarty somehow got a hold of time travel tech and fucked everything up and the doctor is just the man to fix it)

"Hey Dean, the guy with the bow tie is back" said Sam. They had been sitting in the impala for what felt like days, just staring at the police box waiting for SOMETHING.

Dean had tried to kick the door down but the damn police box was sturdy.
After a few moments Dean responded “yeah ‘The Doctor’ right? But who’s that short angry lookin guy with him?”
"I’m not sure…" Said Sam "he’s nowhere in Dad’s journal and he doesn’t look familiar, so maybe he’s just a civilian?"

"Maybe" answered Dean warily "But I’m sure as he’ll not taking any chances. Let’s go find out who The Doctors new ‘patient’ is."
Sam looked at his brother obviously frustrated and said “Dean, how are we supposed to find out what’s going on if we can’t even get inside?!”
"I don’t know Sammy let’s go try knocking." Exiting the Impala dean slowly drew his demon knife and sauntered up to the big blue monstrosity if a police box.
"If kicking the damn door didn’t get him to open up, knocking sure won’t!" Yelled an exasperated Sam, just now exiting the impala.

After Sam arrived at the door he looked over at Dean and said “okay now what’s the REAL plan?” With a slight smile Dean raised his hand and gave three loud knocks *Bang* *Bang* *Bang* “FBI, OPEN UP!” Just as The words left Deans mouth, the door swung open.

"Ah so you are the Winchesters" chimed the man wearing a fez and… A bow tie? "Huh I hoped at least one of you would be ginger… Well regardless, come on in. We have work to do!"

(Source: fixshitfelix)

houselannisters:

Yes because jaime would totally rape cersei

the jaime that  felt sick at the sound of hearing rhaella targaryen raped

the jaime that also felt sick after he heard of ellia and her babies being brutally murdered

THE JAIME THAT GOT HIS HAND CUT OFF SAVING HIS FRIEND FROM BEING RAPED

THE JAIME THAT SAID HE WOULD RATHER DIE IF HE WAS A WOMAN THAN LET SOMEONE RAPE HIM

THAT JAIME

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