when stores are open again tomorrow i’m probably gonna get some stuff and make my hair blue
- ask children before you hug them
- ask children before you pick them up
- if moving a child is unavoidable for their safety, at least warn them first and explain afterwards
- this applies to disabled children
- this applies to non- or pre-verbal children, since words are not the only kind of consent or language
- treat a child as you wish people had treated you
children are people. they will remember you violating their boundaries for their whole lives and it will irreparably damage how they view their worth as people.
don’t teach your kids that they should unquestioningly accept touch no matter what. teach them they deserve respect.
This doesn’t just apply to “your kids.”
The number of times I got touched and even lifted up and held by STRANGERS as a child is terrifying. Every “Oh her hair is so long for her age” was accompanied by a grab or a stroke to my head.
And “oh she’s so exotic looking, where’s her father from?” came with a lift off the ground or a pat to the cheek.
This is horrifying. What makes adults think it’s okay to manhandle strangers just because they happen to be small children?
once as a child, a mime on the street came up to me and grabbed my hand and pretended we were “stuck” together and wouldnt let go of me even though I was sobbing until my dad told him to fuck off.
what i really like about gerard way (regardless of the fact that not all of his artistic endeavours jive with me) is that his art always seems to come from its own universe. it’s never like an isolated song or cd standing on its own in the world..it’s more like something that’s been pulled through a vortex out of its own universe and come to live in this one. idk how to explain it better, but that’s what i like about gerard way.
do you ever get that feeling when you look at something and just get chills because it is so god damned awful