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23\Canadian\\Female\ Atheist\Pro Abortion,Pro Adoption,Pro Parenting\Anti shoving your beliefs down someones throat. I probably like animals better than you.

[illinicoise]

“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”

[spn-fandom-breathing-heavily]

not even risking that shit

[codyslipring-deactivated2015060]

scrolled past this, re-evaluated my life, then SCROOOLLLED back up and hit the damn reblog button. 

[isamaegreenleaf]

Last comment same thing. Sorry to the next person who sees this. I just can’t risk it. I have things I need to do before my life becomes hell. Lol

[nnfirnid]

man i fucking hate yall who tf put this up knowing damn well we all gonna reblog it im heated im really sick af bout this 

[modelinterrupted]

I don’t play that shit lol sorry

[latenightsugar]

WHyyyy

[badgyal-k-deactivated20190901]

Sorry everyone

[just-jay25]

If only if only the woodpecker sighs the bark on the tree was as soft as the sky why the wolf waits below hungry and lonely he cries to the moon if only if only

[kixgbear]

Shiddd

[angiebkxo-deactivated20180626]

this post followed me to Facebook and im sooo annoyed!

[manynamedshe]

It’s been a MINUTE since I’ve seen Madame Zeroni, fr fr

[glamhoeour-deactivated20251207]

I HATE TUMBLR FKKKK SAKES

LMAOOOO

[venusians]

Not tryna fuck up any of my planetary Returns~

[andro-djinni-of-the-lamp]

I reblogged this yesterday but idc, I ain’t playing games with Madame Zeroni or Mama Kitt

[chocolatefantasy13-deactivated2]

😂😂

[honeybeeluck-deactivated2018101]

Madame Zeroni ain’t for play play

[imjustjason]

Fuck it, hope she bless me

[30thchamber-deactivated20190424]

But what if a nigga don’t reblog this and they great great great grand kid finds a treasure chest?🤔

[writefroot-deactivated20181124]

What year did this start? I’m always feels my like I have to reboot this

[groovychick-s]

not risking shitttt

[littlescorpion6]

The fuck, guys? I don’t even know who she is bur damn I’ve been cursed before so I ain’t risking

[happydaysandersen]

The fuck you mean you don’t know who she is?!

[siriuslycollins-blog]

she gets re-blogged on my dashboard at least once a week?

[m-aleficent-deactivated20120628]

[hplyrikz]

Clear your mind here

[hiolivejuicee]

I’m not about that “savage” “no feelings” shit. Fuck that. I feel deeply. I got a big ass heart. I’m human and things affect me.

[thealfaguy]

❤️

[whitepeopletwitter]

[stuffedgrapeleaves]

i can’t believe we’re all young professionals and academics and we’re still logging on to tumblr.com every single day to clown on ourselves. who let this happen

[mahoganymamii]

[postsatire]

The man crying is George Gillette, tribal chairman of the Mandan, Arikara, and Hidatsa tribes of North Dakota in 1948. He was forced under the threat of death of all his people to sign over the tribes’ homeland on the fertile floodplain of the Missouri River in order to build the Garrison Dam.

The final settlement legislation denied tribes’ right to use the reservoir shoreline for grazing, hunting, fishing or other purposes, including irrigation development and royalty rights on all subsurface minerals within the reservoir area.

After the dam was constructed, the three tribes were scattered, their communities and extended families flung to different shores of the 200-mile-long Lake Sakakawea.

This is what your freedom and democracy is built on.

[accras]

America was NEVER great. “In creating the dam, the federal government flooded 156,000 acres of prime real estate, including the tribe’s capital. More than 300 families and 1,700 residents – 80 percent of the membership at the time – were forced to relocate, prompting the loss of an entire way of life, tribal members say.“ [x]

[whitepeopletwitter]

[mysharona1987]

[hilarioushumorfromouterspace]

[officialaudreykitching-deactiva]

‪Constantly analyze yourself. Figure out why certain things upset you. Question your own motives. Understand your behavior. This creates a pathway for change. Acknowledging why you do the things you do is the first step in shifting out of toxic patterns.‬

[toastbutteregg]

[hellsite-yano]

[phoenixtawnyflower]

I think my favorite jokes are the ones that weren’t even all that funny until I was an adult, and now they’re fucking hilarious. I’m not even talking about the dirty jokes. I’m talking about in Finding Nemo where the sharks are having fucking AA for fish eating. Remember that shit? “I am a nice shark, not a mindless eating machine. If I am to change this image, I must first change myself.” Who ever thought of that? That was brilliant. Or what about that time in Shrek 2 where Shrek and Donkey infiltrate the castle pretending to be union workers? Little me didn’t give a shit about unions but big me is remembering Shrek going “It’s okay buddy, we’re from the union” and the desk worker secretively “we don’t even have dental,” and Shrek just shakes his head and looks at Donkey like he can’t believe this shit and goes, “They don’t even have dental.” What the fuck. I’m dying of laughter. Who comes up with this shit.

[crow--teeth]

I am just, a dumb little goblin. I cannot do Math. I just want to eat some leaves from the ground and befriend the rats .. maybe go rabid but that can wait

[april]

im a simple woman i laugh at my own posts and i torture my digestive system with my tendency to obey every single one of my cravings without question

[inkskinned]

i think some men hear “hunger” and think: the body when it is an ache, but only just-so. a hunger can be ignored. a hunger can be tricked. 

but this is not my hunger. the hunger of daughters. i inherited it from my mother’s throat, and she cut it from her mother’s ribs, and she stole it from her mother’s hipbones. this is a hunger honed properly. it is not a single empty plate. it is sixteen seasons of starving. this hunger did not erupt. it was taught to me by the sweetness of a closed fist. to be and take and have less.

the hunger is not of food, although sometimes it is of food. each taste of it comes craving up my tongue: tonight’s desire to speak up is a lime orange, frothy and hot. i savor the slime yellow of shoving anger down, of unhysteria, of learning how not-to-shrill at the snakebite. i crunch the holiday venom of slapped on the ass and click it over my teeth at trainstations. 

i am unasking of my boyfriend. i do not nag my father. i let the man talk over me. i smile daintily and laugh quietly and shove all i am into this hole in me, this sliding that never gulps enough, and i say: i will be going into the kitchen now, do you need anything?

i am always, always, always hungry. some days i think if i start to consume i will simply never stop, that i will unhinge from the back of my ears and be able to shove every snippet of sugar i denied myself, every backtalk or unladylike or starving. i will shove cakes and a whole roast beef and every man who thought he knew hunger into my bones and i will say: see! this is hungry! to not only be denied but to teach myself the art of denying, that even i refuse myself the fine things, that even i hold back and cut carbs and stay sitting. that to take feels wrong, and ugly, that to be wanting is selfish, that to desire is raw.

this is hungry: that full should be so ugly that we remove ourselves from our own lives in taxes, to be “not too much”, to be small, and quiet, and passive. this is hungry: when i go to sleep i dream of a knife and only understand it in the context of cutting. this is hungry: that even my desires disgust me.

we daughters with our sallow eyes. we understand: she was committing an act of war, the beautiful persephone.