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Damn!
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In a room full of lesbians Hayley looks at the one straight girl that is such a lesbian thing to do
Damn!
shut up this is literally every lesbian in this site
For those who remain
If I die, remember me when I was happy. Remember the laughs and the good moments, remember that not always I was this sad.
Remember the light in my eyes, remember the sound of my voice when I sang on the shower.
Remember those jokes we used to tell, remember the silly moments we spent.
Remember all the secrets we used to share, remember all the nights we stayed up late just to talk a little bit more.
Remember me for who I was and who I have become. Remember me when I was my true self, that's when I was the happiest I'll ever be.
If I die, remember me when I was happy.
Do not blame yourself, it's not your fault. Like myself, we were just victims of the circumstances.
Remember, that I died, fighting. I tried, as hard as I could, be sure of that.
For those who remain... remember me when I was happy. And remember that I died proud, of myself, so you can live with pride today.
But we still have so much ground to cover. So, to those who remain... keep fighting, untill, some day, we'll look behind and say firmly: We did it!.
Happy Pride Month everybody!!! Shout out to those who gave their lifes fighting for the most important cause: To show everybody that we exist! That we have rights!!!! And that we matter!!!!
I enjoyed this so much
Why would anyone want to consume it!?
I teach my 7th graders about the dangers of dihydrogen monoxide.
I bring in a graduated cylinder of it and we talk about how it’s used in nuclear power plants and gmo crops. How inhaling even the small amount I’m holding can lead to suffocation or even death. It’s found in vaccines and cancer cells, but also in infant formula and pet food. It is a huge component of acid rain, can cause severe burns, and has been found in places that were thought to be the most pristine and unpolluted locations on earth.
We talk about how there are little to no regulations on this chemical. No bans, no warning labels, and most manufacturers don’t even have to disclose their use of it in their products.
My students are outraged. We talk about what we can do. Create posters and flyers to spread awareness. Contact our senators with petitions to ban DHMO. Spread this information all over social media.
Then I explain that the real problem with dihydrogen monoxide is that….when I am thirsty…there is just nothing else as refreshing, and then I watch their looks of absolute shock and horror as I drink the entire vial down.
I. Fucking. Love. This.
This is how misinformation works. How propaganda works. How manipulation works.
may our education be stronger than fake news
Amen.
To those who don’t get it:
“Dihydrogen monoxide” is the chemical name for water, AKA H2O.
another important element of understanding the joke is understanding how pH levels work
yup. that’s a higher number alright.
“Everyone who has ever touched or consumed this chemical has died”
Boost this please!
do you ever get in those moods where you don’t feel like reading and you don’t feel like being on the internet and you don’t feel like watching a show and you don’t feel like sleeping and you don’t feel like existing in general
all the time
“I love deep talks. Like, hell yeah, tell me about why you’d prefer to talk to your mom rather than your dad. Tell me about your favorite lyrics in the songs you listen to everyday and why they’re your favorite. Tell me about the dog you had when you were growing up and how he was your best friend. Tell me about what kind of books you like to read when you’re alone in your room. Tell me about the things you think about right before you fall asleep. Tell me anything and everything. I just want to be the one you tell it all to. Please let me be the one.”
— - (via drafterr)
I'd love to listen...
Me throughout all of june
me showing up at heaven ready to ask god what the fuck all of that was
99000 notes on this post and this is the first addition that’s actually funny
Teach boys about periods
My mother also talked about periods to my brothers.
When I first got mine I had terrible cramps. Crippling cramps. I once was camping with my family and a few of my big brother’s friends when my period came. My cramps were so bad that my mom gave me a full pain killer ( I was 13 and before that she only gave me pills cut in half).
I literally laid down on my parents’ air mattress and cried in pain for an hour before the pill kicked in.
My brothers friend came in to the big tent and I was just curled up and sobbing. Now, I was quite the tomboy and was known to rough house with my brothers and their friends and made sure I wasnt seen as just “a little girl.” So my brother’s friend was confused to see me openly weeping in the fetal position (seriously, these were the worst cramps I have had in my life. My vision went white). He asked what was wrong with me.
My big brother stood up immediately and suggested a nice long hike. During this hike I am sure he had a pretty awkward conversation with his friend explaining menstrual cramps, because when they got back the pain pill had (mostly) kicked in and I was sitting up at a table when my brother’s friend sheepishly asked me if I was feeling better. I said I was better, and he said good.
When we made s'mores that night my brother and his friend kept me well supplied with chocolate.
Making sure sons know as much about periods and menstruation as daughters makes them better brothers, better sons better fathers, and better men. A man that understands a period will not lightly accuse a woman of “being on her period” if the woman is in an argument.
Raise better sons Teach them about normal bodily functions.
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ALL PEOPLE WITH PERIODS APPRECIATE THIS AND ALL PEOPLE WITHOUT PERIODS SHOULD READ THIS!!
Gay af closet, love it!!!
I want all of it. Your sleepy mumbling. Your drunken embarrassment. Your silly faces. Your anger. Your dance moves. Your anxiety. Your apologies. Your sadness. Your stern looks. Your claustrophobia. Your exasperated tone. Your frustrations. Your past. I want all of it. I want all of you.
Miss
*swings into your room on a rainbow and throws confetti* happy pride month mother fucker
IT’S THAT TIME OF YEAR AGAIN
DID “VISIT LAS VEGAS” JUST MAKE AN AD THAT’S BETTER THAN ANY OTHER LESBIAN MOVIE OUT THERE? Y E S
THIS IS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL AND PURE THING I’VE EVER SEEN! 😭❤🎉
I AM SOBBING THIS IS GORGEOUS WTF
If men stopped working…the world would continue on.
If women stopped working, then things would get ugly.
What?
there has been an instance where this happened. it was 1975 and icelandic women decided not to work for one day. working as in cooking, cleaning, taking care of the children, doing chores and so on, not only “not showing up to your workplace”. women did nothing that day, except showing up in reykjavik and protesting for gender equality, equal pay and equal representation in parliament, you know, cool stuff. you know what happened? havoc. men were left with food to cook and children they never took care of to pick up from kindergarden and entertain for the day. they went en masse to the food shops buying sausages because they could cook nothing else, they had to bond with children they never spent more than a couple hours a day with. they struggled combining their work day and the domestic tasks they had to sort out. and this just for one day. iceland in 1975 stopped working and things indeed got ugly. so ugly that women in the following decades became woke AF and soon it happened that women became president, took half of the seats in parliament and achieved one of the best living environments in the world. is your astonishment solved now?
Here’s an article on it
Very true.
people who are like “yeah, but i’m sure the same thing would happen if men left the workforce!!!” not really tho bc look at WWII??
^
Literally what happens then is women say “Ok fine we’ll do that too” and do it.
you know what soulmate aus need?
more shitty consequences
@krebkrebkreb and I came up with some fun ones, feel free to steal them for your own usage
so basically, in this bullshit universe, skin to skin contact with your soulmate has real and lasting side-effects. While you’re touching, you can get bits and pieces of the other person’s thoughts and feelings, the connection growing stronger the longer the contact lasts. When touching during sleep, you can share dreams! The effect lingers for a few minutes after contact ends. It’s pretty cool, right?
well it is until you spend more than a month without skin contact with your soulmate. Then shit starts to suck for you. ‘Lovesickness’ as its called, has four distinct phases;
phase 1 (roughly a month without physical contact)
mild headaches
fatigue
heavy limbs
light sensitivity
‘skin hunger’; general longing for skin-to-skin contact
commonly mistaken for hangovers/beginning of a flu
phase 2 (roughly a week following symptoms of phase 1)
muscle and joint aches, primarily in the hands
tingling/itching sensation, also primarily in the hands, especially the palms
pain when making fists/flexing or curling fingers
dry mouth
phase 3 (roughly two weeks following symtpoms of phase 2
tunnel vision
extreme hot/cold flashes
fainting
nausea/virtigo
phase 4 (roughly one week following symptoms of phase 3)
general return to normal, if usually depressed
overall numb feeling
emotional malaise
lingering skin hunger
If at any point, you and your soulmate do skin-to-skin contact, this physical hell will end. The more advanced the phase, the longer the contact is needed for symptoms to clear up. Phase 1 takes a few minutes, phase 3 can take up to an hour of prolonged contact. Phase 4 is dubeous and reports vary from couple to couple, because at that point, you’re technically starting the entire cycle over.
You won’t have to worry about any of this crap if you never make skin-contact with your soulmate. If you do, even for a fleeting second, and then go a month without repeated contact, you’re in for some bullshit. Obviously, for some people the benefits outweigh the drawbacks, but for others, its a fucking hastle that could fucking derail your entire life.
would just be awful if it happened to your OTP, wouldn’t it?
My favorite part of this is “even for a fleeting second.” The Missed Connections section of Craigslist would be full of “hey if you’re the guy that brushed my hand as we passed in the crosswalk at Franklin and Park last Friday and now you have a flu, either you have really potent germs or we’re soulmates.”
and then there’s that motherfucker in your school who is convinced, every goddamn time they get sick, that they’ve found their soulmate
like, no Gerald, your immune system just fucking sucks
Whaaaaaat would happen to Alex and Lucyyyyyy after Alex is on the run in season one? They world may never know ‘cause I’m not writing iiiiiitt!