As a Muslim, I’m sick of people asking me how I feel about 9/11. What do you want me to say, seriously? Do you want me to say, “It was a great plan, mwahahaha!” before I fly off on a magic carpet?

I was born and raised in this country and was just as shocked as everyone else to learn there were people on this earth so vile as to commit such a horrific attack - or to even think about doing it.

But I didn’t do it. Neither did 99.999999999 percent of the roughly 1.5 billion people in the world who also call themselves Muslims. So why should I or any other Muslim apologize for what happened? Nickleback is planning on releasing another album. Should I ask white people to apologize for that?

Aman Ali

I am going to reblog this quote every year. 

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lizinprogress:

I found this moment so striking between the two of them. Kurt is the one who was assaulted, who still bears the bruises. And yet not only is he the one who chooses to return to the makeshift memorial, but Blaine is the one who then pulls in close for comfort.
Kurt, if anything, stands straighter and stronger than he did before, such is his determination to show the world that no one can take him down. Blaine, as we hear him explicitly say in the next episode, has had a mental image of himself as a leader and a protector (however flawed that idea may be). That he could not keep Kurt safe - that Kurt, who he knows is strong as steel, could be harmed in this place they dreamed of as an escape from the bullies of Ohio - has shaken him to his core.
I love their story so much, both as individuals and as a relationship. Including, maybe even especially, the really hard parts.
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lizinprogress:

I found this moment so striking between the two of them. Kurt is the one who was assaulted, who still bears the bruises. And yet not only is he the one who chooses to return to the makeshift memorial, but Blaine is the one who then pulls in close for comfort.
Kurt, if anything, stands straighter and stronger than he did before, such is his determination to show the world that no one can take him down. Blaine, as we hear him explicitly say in the next episode, has had a mental image of himself as a leader and a protector (however flawed that idea may be). That he could not keep Kurt safe - that Kurt, who he knows is strong as steel, could be harmed in this place they dreamed of as an escape from the bullies of Ohio - has shaken him to his core.
I love their story so much, both as individuals and as a relationship. Including, maybe even especially, the really hard parts.
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lizinprogress:

I found this moment so striking between the two of them. Kurt is the one who was assaulted, who still bears the bruises. And yet not only is he the one who chooses to return to the makeshift memorial, but Blaine is the one who then pulls in close for comfort.
Kurt, if anything, stands straighter and stronger than he did before, such is his determination to show the world that no one can take him down. Blaine, as we hear him explicitly say in the next episode, has had a mental image of himself as a leader and a protector (however flawed that idea may be). That he could not keep Kurt safe - that Kurt, who he knows is strong as steel, could be harmed in this place they dreamed of as an escape from the bullies of Ohio - has shaken him to his core.
I love their story so much, both as individuals and as a relationship. Including, maybe even especially, the really hard parts.
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lizinprogress:

I found this moment so striking between the two of them. Kurt is the one who was assaulted, who still bears the bruises. And yet not only is he the one who chooses to return to the makeshift memorial, but Blaine is the one who then pulls in close for comfort.
Kurt, if anything, stands straighter and stronger than he did before, such is his determination to show the world that no one can take him down. Blaine, as we hear him explicitly say in the next episode, has had a mental image of himself as a leader and a protector (however flawed that idea may be). That he could not keep Kurt safe - that Kurt, who he knows is strong as steel, could be harmed in this place they dreamed of as an escape from the bullies of Ohio - has shaken him to his core.
I love their story so much, both as individuals and as a relationship. Including, maybe even especially, the really hard parts.
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lizinprogress:

I found this moment so striking between the two of them. Kurt is the one who was assaulted, who still bears the bruises. And yet not only is he the one who chooses to return to the makeshift memorial, but Blaine is the one who then pulls in close for comfort.

Kurt, if anything, stands straighter and stronger than he did before, such is his determination to show the world that no one can take him down. Blaine, as we hear him explicitly say in the next episode, has had a mental image of himself as a leader and a protector (however flawed that idea may be). That he could not keep Kurt safe - that Kurt, who he knows is strong as steel, could be harmed in this place they dreamed of as an escape from the bullies of Ohio - has shaken him to his core.

I love their story so much, both as individuals and as a relationship. Including, maybe even especially, the really hard parts.

arabbara:

R.I.P. The 2976 American people that lost their lives on 9/11 and R.I.P. the 48,644 Afghan and 1,690,903 Iraqi and 35000 Pakistani people that paid the ultimate price for a crime they did not commit

obsessed-not-possessed:

mattharv666:

skankmcmeow:

I see your shifting gaze, that disgusted glance. I know you’re questioning my parenting from across the elementary school assembly.
Let me tell you a little story about the kindergarten student with bright purple hair, my little Raven Marie…
A month before school started she decided to play hair stylist with the craft scissors, and to save what was left I had to opt for a pixie cut. She was absolutely devastated. It was about three hours before she stopped her harsh sobbing and hiccups.
Why?
She has thought that the length of a girls hair was what made her “girly”. I know I’ve personally had many hairstyles around her before, including a purple mohawk, which many people criticized as not being “girly” enough. Media, other children, other parents, and society made it worse. She would randomly burst in tears while out in public for the first week of her new style, screaming that she looked like a boy. That everyone would think she’s a boy.
At one point she took off her bow in her hair, threw it at a cashier and screamed, “I DON’T NEED THIS BOW TO TELL YOU THAT I’M NOT A BOY, BECAUSE I’M NOT”
Proudly stomping away in her blue jean overalls, head held high.
Once we edged closer to the first day of school she kept asking questions like, “Do you think the other kids will like me? Do you think they’ll be my friend? Will they think I’m a boy? Will they pick on me because I have boy hair?”
So I went to the grocery store, bought some dye, and spent the whole night transforming my bright blonde little girl into a plum punk rock fairy. I then assured her that if any of the kids didn’t like her, they were just jealous.
As for you, mothers and teachers with the wandering eyes filled with disgust and judgement, I’m in the business of raising a free spirit.
Here’s to you, Raven Marie. I love you.

Look at how fucking adorable that kid is holy fucking shit

Parenting done right. Also styling. She looks v cute and more importantly happy!
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obsessed-not-possessed:

mattharv666:

skankmcmeow:

I see your shifting gaze, that disgusted glance. I know you’re questioning my parenting from across the elementary school assembly.
Let me tell you a little story about the kindergarten student with bright purple hair, my little Raven Marie…
A month before school started she decided to play hair stylist with the craft scissors, and to save what was left I had to opt for a pixie cut. She was absolutely devastated. It was about three hours before she stopped her harsh sobbing and hiccups.
Why?
She has thought that the length of a girls hair was what made her “girly”. I know I’ve personally had many hairstyles around her before, including a purple mohawk, which many people criticized as not being “girly” enough. Media, other children, other parents, and society made it worse. She would randomly burst in tears while out in public for the first week of her new style, screaming that she looked like a boy. That everyone would think she’s a boy.
At one point she took off her bow in her hair, threw it at a cashier and screamed, “I DON’T NEED THIS BOW TO TELL YOU THAT I’M NOT A BOY, BECAUSE I’M NOT”
Proudly stomping away in her blue jean overalls, head held high.
Once we edged closer to the first day of school she kept asking questions like, “Do you think the other kids will like me? Do you think they’ll be my friend? Will they think I’m a boy? Will they pick on me because I have boy hair?”
So I went to the grocery store, bought some dye, and spent the whole night transforming my bright blonde little girl into a plum punk rock fairy. I then assured her that if any of the kids didn’t like her, they were just jealous.
As for you, mothers and teachers with the wandering eyes filled with disgust and judgement, I’m in the business of raising a free spirit.
Here’s to you, Raven Marie. I love you.

Look at how fucking adorable that kid is holy fucking shit

Parenting done right. Also styling. She looks v cute and more importantly happy!
Zoom Info
obsessed-not-possessed:

mattharv666:

skankmcmeow:

I see your shifting gaze, that disgusted glance. I know you’re questioning my parenting from across the elementary school assembly.
Let me tell you a little story about the kindergarten student with bright purple hair, my little Raven Marie…
A month before school started she decided to play hair stylist with the craft scissors, and to save what was left I had to opt for a pixie cut. She was absolutely devastated. It was about three hours before she stopped her harsh sobbing and hiccups.
Why?
She has thought that the length of a girls hair was what made her “girly”. I know I’ve personally had many hairstyles around her before, including a purple mohawk, which many people criticized as not being “girly” enough. Media, other children, other parents, and society made it worse. She would randomly burst in tears while out in public for the first week of her new style, screaming that she looked like a boy. That everyone would think she’s a boy.
At one point she took off her bow in her hair, threw it at a cashier and screamed, “I DON’T NEED THIS BOW TO TELL YOU THAT I’M NOT A BOY, BECAUSE I’M NOT”
Proudly stomping away in her blue jean overalls, head held high.
Once we edged closer to the first day of school she kept asking questions like, “Do you think the other kids will like me? Do you think they’ll be my friend? Will they think I’m a boy? Will they pick on me because I have boy hair?”
So I went to the grocery store, bought some dye, and spent the whole night transforming my bright blonde little girl into a plum punk rock fairy. I then assured her that if any of the kids didn’t like her, they were just jealous.
As for you, mothers and teachers with the wandering eyes filled with disgust and judgement, I’m in the business of raising a free spirit.
Here’s to you, Raven Marie. I love you.

Look at how fucking adorable that kid is holy fucking shit

Parenting done right. Also styling. She looks v cute and more importantly happy!
Zoom Info

obsessed-not-possessed:

mattharv666:

skankmcmeow:

I see your shifting gaze, that disgusted glance. I know you’re questioning my parenting from across the elementary school assembly.

Let me tell you a little story about the kindergarten student with bright purple hair, my little Raven Marie…

A month before school started she decided to play hair stylist with the craft scissors, and to save what was left I had to opt for a pixie cut. She was absolutely devastated. It was about three hours before she stopped her harsh sobbing and hiccups.

Why?

She has thought that the length of a girls hair was what made her “girly”. I know I’ve personally had many hairstyles around her before, including a purple mohawk, which many people criticized as not being “girly” enough. Media, other children, other parents, and society made it worse. She would randomly burst in tears while out in public for the first week of her new style, screaming that she looked like a boy. That everyone would think she’s a boy.

At one point she took off her bow in her hair, threw it at a cashier and screamed, “I DON’T NEED THIS BOW TO TELL YOU THAT I’M NOT A BOY, BECAUSE I’M NOT”

Proudly stomping away in her blue jean overalls, head held high.

Once we edged closer to the first day of school she kept asking questions like, “Do you think the other kids will like me? Do you think they’ll be my friend? Will they think I’m a boy? Will they pick on me because I have boy hair?”

So I went to the grocery store, bought some dye, and spent the whole night transforming my bright blonde little girl into a plum punk rock fairy. I then assured her that if any of the kids didn’t like her, they were just jealous.

As for you, mothers and teachers with the wandering eyes filled with disgust and judgement, I’m in the business of raising a free spirit.

Here’s to you, Raven Marie. I love you.

Look at how fucking adorable that kid is holy fucking shit

Parenting done right. Also styling. She looks v cute and more importantly happy!