Hi, I'm Orange, a 17 year old unicorn sailor scout. This is my personal blog. Hope you enjoy your time here, and please have a wonderful day.
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Ray Frenden reviews the too-cheap-to-be-true Monoprice graphics tablets. How do they stack up to industry standard Wacoms?
After spending a week with the 6.25“x10” Monoprice, my Yiynova and Cintiq remain unplugged and I gave my Intuos away to a friend. The Monoprice tracks subtle pressure variances and small movements with less lag and more crisp fidelity than any of the others. It is, put crudely, fucking awesome, in both OSX Lion and Windows 7 x64.
I have one of these, 10x6.5 I bought about two months ago for 48 bucks. It’s a billion times better than my old Wacom Bamboo and works like a fuckin dream.
ATTENTION ALL PENNY-PINCHING ART FRIENDS!!!
ooo reblogging this for potential future purchase
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OH MY GOD THIS POST SHOWED UP AT THE PERFECT TIME THANK YOU
I have one of these! They’re wonderful.
For the people who ask me what kind of tablet they should start out with: This looks like a nice affordable option!
Are you serious? I am not ethnically white. In my complexion I am white, but I grew up under extreme Native American influence. The only part you got correct was that I didn’t live on a Reservation but I go to a Mattaponi Indian Reservation because they adopted us into their tribe. My grandmother divorced her husband and remarried a wonderful man named Chanco Red Cloud. He is Mattaponi and my grandmother is Cherokee. I don’t speak for you, I speak for myself and my family. I am so proud of my heritage and I wouldn’t want to be anything else.
I still feel the pain my ancestors had to go through, EVEN IF I WASN’T NATIVE AMERICAN I WOULD FEEL THE PAIN BECAUSE I AM EMPATHETIC. And empathy is a wonderful trait to have, just as painful as it can be.
You cannot tell me my problems and troubles are any less valued because I did not live on a Reservation. I still acknowledge the pain of those who do live on Reservations. So don’t act like mine do not exist.
Hi. These are some pictures of my butt that I’ve posted on my blog. I just wanted to clear some stuff up about them. I have stopped posting them in the past because I was dating someone who 1) didn’t want other people seeing my butt and 2) was embarrassed that I would post them.
Here’s the most basic way I can say what I’m thinking.
Here’s what these pictures DON’T mean:
- I want to have sex with you.
- I want your attention.
- I want sexual attention.
- I have issues with self esteem.
- I have no self-respect.
- I have “daddy issues”.
- I will have sex with you no matter who you are.
- I am unintelligent and vapid.
Here’s what these pictures DO mean:
- The human body is beautiful.
- I have a butt.
- It’s a good butt.
- I’m proud of it.
- Here’s a picture of it.
- That’s it.
- Nothing else.
- Just a butt.
Here’s what these pictures say about me:
- Nothing.
Here’s what pisses me off:
- People who think that showing your body equates to a lack of self-respect or says something about your sexual activity.
- People who think that this justifies receiving fucked up and creepy anonymous messages of harassment.
- People who think that seeing a picture of my butt says anything about my personality, my mind, my soul, etc.
- People who say they back up feminism and body positiveness, but if their girlfriend, or a girl they were interested in, posted a picture of their body on the internet they would suddenly “lose respect” for them.
- People who think naked bodies = sex.
- People who say things like “Do you think you’ll ever get a boyfriend if you’re posting those pictures?”, “I thought you weren’t posting those pictures anymore, haha.”, or “Why would someone date you when they can just look at your blog for those pictures?”
- People who say those things and then ask me to send them pictures of my body. Fuck you.
Here’s what (I think) you should do:
- Stop leaving hateful anonymous messages.
- Stop using words like “slut” and “whore”.
- Stop having double standards.
- Stop assuming things about people.
- Stop being hateful.
- Be kind, be gentle, be respectful.
- Keep scrolling down your dashboard.
- Keep your shitty thoughts to yourself.
- Love yourself.
That’s basically all I wanted to say for now, I’m sure I’ll end up thinking of more things but this has been a massive post about being body positive and loving the way you look and not letting shitty people get you down.
Reposting because she does in fact have a fantastic bottom she should most definitely be proud and more importantly I very much agree with what she has to say above.
It’s all good. Thanks though!
What offends me does not have to offend you. I am white in skin complexion. My skin colour has nothing to do with my ethnicity. I promise you this ordeal would still bother me even if I was anything other than what I am. No culture is up for consumption.
I am white, and racist remarks towards POC, Indian (as in India), Iranian Chinese, Japanese, Korean, Taiwanese, Thai, Vietnamese and any other people that I have and haven’t heard racist remarks to BOTHER ME. Because RACISM = BAD in the most simplest terms
It offends me because RACISM = BAD
When I was little, I was told everyday or at least reminded that I was Native American. I was so proud, and told everyone that I met that I was Native American.
This is me with my Native American and Irish father. His mother is Native American and Irish
My father’s father is completely descendant from Irish
My mother’s mother was Irish and Welsh. She died when I was little. My mother didn’t know her father was actually a man she called uncle when she was little. He died when she was four. She found out he was Irish and Swedish.
I’ve shared more than enough with you.
depression is when you don’t really care about anything
anxiety is when you care too much about everything
and having both is just like what
The best way to dehumanize someone while claiming you’re not is to believe you are just the same. You erase their experiences and perspective, their struggles and obstacles, their unique way of having to deal with those things in a world that also erases them. With the words, ‘but humans are humans’ or the bullshit dramatics of ‘we all bleed red’ normal people can simply pretend that if we all did things the way they did, then everything would work out okay. But, yes, we all bleed red but you don’t treat a papercut the same way you treat a gash, you don’t treat an infected wound the same way you treat one that isn’t, you don’t treat a wound to the leg the same way you treat a wound to the gut. You are not acknowledging someone’s personhood when you ignore the very things that make their lives different than yours, and when you refuse to understand that their circumstances have given them their own perspective that is just as valid as yours. More valid in fact – their perspective about their experiences that you haven’t been through is far more valid than anything you could ever think about it.
The danger of worldviews (Speaking when the world sleeps)
Truth bomb if I ever saw one.
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Tornado Strikes Moore, Oklahoma
An EF-4 tornado struck Moore, Oklahoma today, causing widespread damage across a 20-mile path throughout the Oklahoma City suburb. The tornado has claimed at least 6 lives with many more injured and has left thousands without power.
Our thoughts go out to those who have been affected, and we hope those in the Oklahoma City area stay safe in the upcoming days. You can find more information on how to help the tornado victims here.
