They Are Official !!! 😭🥔🖤

why would they spell padillahecox like that 😭

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This woman is Dr. Grace Murray Hopper. She created the first computer language compiler tools to program the Harvard Mark I computer. This computer was used in WWII after 1944. John von Neumann initiated the computer's first program, but Hopper invented the codes

men should be banned from using band names that imply there are women in the band and then having no (or only like. one) women. like. scissor sisters. queen. machine girl. black veil brides. sisters of mercy. all your sisters. women. queens of the stone age. she wants revenge. alice in chains. actually kind of crazy how many there are considering it's rare for women to do the inverse. like what is it with that. so annoying when i think i found a cool band with women in it and it's jsut another bunch of dudes.

A quick doodle of Sarah Christ during class. Y’all, now that we got a Spud Hut series we NEED a series featuring Sarah Christ and her new partner Detective Where’s My Coffee. I’m praying for the day these two get to meet each other. 🙏🏼

I believe that one of the most tragic things that can happen in one’s life is the disruptive relationship with the body you’ve been born with.

Despite all of the things I’ve gone through, I doubt that I would trade that experience, because I’m unwilling to lose the acceptance that I had to fight for.

Like many other girls around the world I’ve witnessed woman’s body and its ‘beauty’ being up for discussion.

By men usually, but it’s always followed by some of the women.

The problems started to come out of thin air.

First there were my ethnic features, my nose in particular. From the present paradigm I can say that there is nothing wrong with it. First and foremost it does its job: I can breathe, and do so very well. Secondly, it’s just… a nose? It’s quite literally ordinary, especially amongst my people, and it’s beautiful to be apart of some society, to be able to trace your history, your DNA by your phenotype. Our bodies are so much more than just us. It’s the history.

But because it was different from the standards of a country where I lived, I was claimed as unattractive. And we all know how men treat women who are not attractive from their point view.

It destroyed me in many ways. I was and still sometimes am embarrassed to walk with people side by side, knowing they can see my side profile. I had this animal fear of them seeing me like that. And only recently I saw one photo of myself, and there was a revelation. There is literally nothing wrong with my nose. It suits my face, and it’s beautiful.

Then there was weight. From my early childhood I’ve been doing sports. All kinds of them. It helped me quite a lot, building stamina and I have been healthy, which supposedly is all that matters.

But when I was just a girl in cheerleading, my male coach has been making remarks of me being chubby, having a stomach. I loved him as a parent figure, I still do, but it’s something I doubt I will be able to forgive. Since those remarks I started thinking about food and the amounts of food I consume. I remember being at a contest, and eating an apple. My coach saw me and said tiredly: ‘you’re eating again.’

And it all changed something within me, irrevocably.

I look back at the picture now, of me being a child, and all I can see is a kid who’s REALLY small. I had no over weight, whatsoever. I was just a child whose features haven’t sharpened.

Lastly, there are stretch marks. It isn’t something that was noticed by anyone. It’s rather something brought up by the internet. I was constantly seeing content about how to deal with stretch marks, and it made me believe that I have to fix my body. I was horrified, how am I so young, and so damaged. I had to buy oils, or whatever else, and to fix it, to become attractive because that is where my value comes.

But it’s not. Your value is not in your beauty, because beauty does not exist. It’s a social construct, as many other things that make people suffer: gender roles, deviance, marriage; the list goes on.

You can make a choice. To not care about those things. To just accept yourself the way you are, the way you were born, the way your body is created.

Because there cannot be anything inherently ‘wrong’ with you.

One of the most effective ways of making females stronger protagonists in society is to prioritise them in our choices and to live a consciously gynocentric life, whenever practicable. Are you voting? Looking for a tattoo artist? Need a plumber, a gardener, a builder? A voiceover artist for your video? A DJ for your party? Security staff for your business? Find a sister. Give her your time, give her economic power, help her achieve her dreams. Choose women, it is a small act in your daily life but with massive impact. We’ve got to do this for each other, because I don’t see anybody else giving a fuck.