You know, I’m not afraid to say that love is my favorite thing to write about. I’m completely and utterly enthralled by it because there are so many different kinds of love. There’s the crazy 100 mile-an-hour kinda love where you see red flags pop up around every corner but you ignore the warning signs. I’ve written about that. There’s the love that starts out with nothing more than a hello and somebody pulling your chair out for you. I’ve written about that too. Then there’s the types of love that I haven’t written about yet, like looking at a newborn baby for the first time or watching the stars with the love of your life after 60 years together. Someday I’ll write about that, but for now I can only draw inspiration from what I’m going through which happens to be those feelings of crazy love and toxic relationships that just crash and burn. To be criticized for that? I think it’s unfair.
yes i understand that percy isnt perfect or a charmer and hes supposed to be an ordinary kid but if you try to argue the fact that he isn’t supposed to be hot i will have to refer you to the page where hazel mistakes him for a roman god
17% of cardiac surgeons are women, 17% of tenured professors are women. It just goes on and on. And isn’t that strange that that’s also the percentage of women in crowd scenes in movies? What if we’re actually training people to see that ratio as normal so that when you’re an adult, you don’t notice?
…We just heard a fascinating and disturbing study where they looked at the ratio of men and women in groups. And they found that if there’s 17% women, the men in the group think it’s 50-50. And if there’s 33% women, the men perceive that as there being more women in the room than men.