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oh to wear a knife strapped against my thigh beneath a silk dress
im not a people pleaser anymore im a huge cunt now
me after setting one (1) boundary
remember, ladies, before you say or do anything, to ask yourself: is this something that would get me diagnosed with female hysteria and locked in the attic by my relatives in the 19th and early 20th century? and if the answer is yes, proceed
Still hurts, but enough timeâs passed for me to get out this bit of catharsis. I miss my kitty.
all of science fiction: human beings will resent A.I and robots and will never trust them
real human beings: I had to apologize to my roomba for stepping on him today I felt so bad he cleaned my whole house and I just stomped on him
Scifi 2019: Elite police officers are trained to hunt down robots that are forbidden from returning to Earth. They call it âretirementâ as a euphemism.
Real 2019: The entire internet mourns a beloved Mars rover that gave a haunting final message as its 15 year life came to an end.
norwayâs curling team is appropriately dressed for valentineâs day
day 2: norway is still slaying the pants game
day 3: pants game is still on top
day 4: still impressive
day 5: another day another trouser
day 6: they have yet to wear one pair twice
Okay so I already reblogged this once but Iâm reblogging again because I just watched a short documentary about these pants.
Apparently back at their first Olympics appearance, they (especially Chris Svae, the ginger who plays second) were pretty disappointed with their gear because the gear didnât look flattering. They couldnât change the shirts because of Norway federation sponsorships so they started looking for pants to wear. They had a hard time finding pants that both looked respectable enough for professional curling and stretchy enough to allow curling, and promptly gave up on finding pants that were both stretchy and professional.
Chris Svae ended up finding pants that were Norway-colors-ish that looked comfortable enough for curling, but had crazy patterns. People at Olympics were not happy about this because PATTERNS ARENâT RESPECTABLE ENOUGH, so they were conflicted. But the night before the opening ceremony, they were hanging out with a bunch of lady skiiers. Chris at some point just takes off his pants and put on the crazy pants they bought and asks âDo you think we should wear these pantsâ and the skiers were like âheâll yeah you should totally do itâ
So they wore the crazy pants to play in the Olympics, and a few days later the website where they bought the pants crashed. The owner of the website visited them in Vancouver for the Olympics, and then decided to sponsor the team.
And now, 8 years layer, the Norwegian team has a different pair of pants for each match. Including a Valentineâs day pair.
Iâd like to introduce everyone to my new theme song
my body may be a temple but i am the god to whom it is devoted
do not presume to tell me how i may decorate my altar
This is quite possibly the best way Iâve heard to say âI dress how I want, deal with itâ There needs to be more things like this
I love how humans have literally not changed throughout history like the graffiti from Pompeii has people from hundreds of years ago writing stuff like âMarcus is gayâ âI fucked a girl hereâ âJulius your mum wishes she was with meâ and leonardo da vinciâs assistants drew dicks in their notebooks just for the banter and mozart created a piece called âkiss my assâ so when people wish for âtodayâs generationâ to be like âhow people used toâ then weâre already there buddy weâve always been
The Hagia Sophia has inscriptions that were considered sacred for centuries until they were deciphered in the 70s to be Nordic runes saying âHalfdan wrote thisâ
my old english prof told us that theres a cave in Scandinavia where a viking gratified some runes like 14 feet up on the wall and when they finally reached it all it translated into was âthis is very highâ
Ancient Shitposting
Now on the History Channel
âPeople have literally just always been peopleâ is genuinely my favorite fact about the world
âTimes are bad. Children no longer obey their parents, and everyone is writing a book.â - Marcus Tullius Cicero, 106 BC - 43 BC
âDo you think the universe fights for souls to be together? Some things are too strange and strong to be coincidences.â
â Emery Allen (via wordsnquotes)
Crows are scary They
use tools
Can be taught to speak (like parrots)
Have huge brains for birds
like seriously their brain-to-body size ratio is equal to that of a chimpanzee
They vocalize anger, sadness, or happiness in response to things
they are scary smart at solving puzzles
some crows stay with their mates until one of them dies
they can remember faces
SIDENOTE HERE BECAUSE HOLY SHIT. They did an experiment where these guys wore masks and some of them fucked with crows. Pretty soon the crows recognized the masks = douchebag. But the nice guys with masks they left alone. THEN, OH WEâRE NOT DONE, NO SIR crows that WERENâT EVEN IN THE EXPERIMENT AND NEVER SAW THE MASK BEFORE knew about mask-dudes and attacked them on sight. THEY PASSED ON THE FUCKING INFORMATION TO THEIR CROW BUDDIES.
They remember places where crows were killed by farmers and change their migration patterns.
Guys Iâm really scared of crows now. (q)Â
Yeah but have you seen thisÂ
A colleague of my dadâs lives next to a lake, and looked out the window one morning to see a duck trapped in the ice. A crow swooped down. âOh hell,â she thought, expecting carnage, because crows are opportunists. But the crow chipped at the ice with its beak until the duck was free.
Idk of this counts but a few crows saved me from a magpie swooping attack once ,theyâre bros who can tell when magpies are being unreasonable and need to chill
I love crows so damn much. When I was fifteen, I hit a pretty serious bout of depression, to the point I was in my room for months. Well, a family of crows made a nest in a tree outside my window. There were two parents and two chicks. One chick was healthy and strong. One was weak, and had a caw like something being strained. It sounded more like a rooster crowing and so my parents jokingly named him âBuckâ.Well⊠months passed and Buckâs sibling was taught to fly. His parents focused on the sibling because the sibling was strong. The father stayed behind to try and teach Buck, but I saw him try to fly, fail, and crash to the floor. His father helped him back up into the tree.
Every day, I would watch Buck from my window until one day I opened it and started talking to him. He was small and gangly and he couldnât caw right. His feathers were all over the place and I felt a kinship. So I made a deal with him. I told him that if he could do it, if he could fly, then I could find the strength to get up. Well⊠near the end of the season, after talking with him every day, I finally saw him get out of the nest. He went to the edge of his branch, braced himself, and jumped⊠and just before he hit the ground, he soared back up into the sky. I cheered harder than I ever had before.
That winter, Buck left the area. I was crestfallen. I felt like Iâd lost a friend. But I was so damn proud of him.Â
Cut to the next spring? Iâm walking up the driveway one day when suddenly I hear a sound⊠a broken caw. I look up, and Buck is sitting in a tree above my head. He stared at me and puffed his feathers, then hopped down in front of me and cawed again. I was so damn thrilled, and I told him how proud I was of him. He ruffled his feathers and then soared off into his old tree.Â
That summer? I heard two broken caws. One from Buck⊠and one from his chick.
Cut to ten years later? We have a family of crows who all have a very distinct caw and they come here and spend every spring, summer, and fall on our property. Buck still greets me every spring.
that last reply made me wanna cry. thatâs so beautiful.
Donât forget the Russian Crow SLEDDING DOWN A ROOF not once, but twice.Â
this one morning i kept hearing really loud caws, i remember it was like 5am, LIKE REALLY LOUD AND ANNOYING AND AGGRESSIVE, so loud that i could hear it through a closed window, and i eventually went outside to check it out. there was a crow on my front lawn, it had an injury on its head and couldnât fly and there were two other crows circling right above it, and they were cawing like mad.Â
i tried to get close and take a better look and one of them dived super low and tried to attack me. so i went back in the house and chopped some sliced raw meat and tossed it at him from a distance.
a few more times later, very soon after, they could tell i was trying to help, and did not attack me. i was âallowedâ to walk up close and pick him up, he couldnât drink water properly so i had to dip my finger in a bowl and stick it in his mouth.
i did this few times a day and it went on for about a week before he disappeared, i thought he recovered and left, but he came back the next day and lands on me, and i see him around the block quite often, and he would come sit on my shoulder for a few minutes and then fly away again. i feel like iâve adopted a son.
Best birbs !!
your son is Beautiful and Strong
every time I see this post it has different crow stories and every time I reblog it again because all crow stories are good stories
Such little cutie pies đ not to be clichĂ© but crows are 100% my favorite birbs
I bow to no one đ Itâs still difficult to explain the tattoo to people. My explanations are always somewhat awkward, because Iâve never been able to voice all the ideas and meanings behind the mountain and stars. Itâs more feeling than I can explain. I know exactly why I need it there, and what it symbolises for me. It has become completely my own, and Iâm still just as in love with it as I was one year ago. Insta: @Alliewolsen
âIf you criticize X in women but do not criticize X in men, then you do not have a problem with X, you have a problem with women. For X please insert words like âanger,â âambition,â âloudness,â âstubbornness,â âcoldness,â âruthlessness.ââ
âChimamanda Ngozie Adichie, Dear Ijeawele, or a Feminist Manifesto in Fifteen Suggestions
in therapy my therapist and i were talking about my own feelings of self worth in relationships. and she asked me to say qualities about myself that someone else would be attracted to, on a romantic and platonic level. so i named some things like compassionate, empathetic, etc. and she said âyou named things that you can give someone. ways you can serve, rather than ways that you areâ and y'all..my mind was blown thatâs gonna stick with me forever like she then proceed to tell me actual innate qualities about myself that she liked and thought anyone else would like as well and i hadnât even considered those because like she said i was focused on things i could do outwardly to attract and maintain connections rather than who i was as a person..goddamn!!! thats tea!!!
With this in mind, this also makes me think of the ways people describe us. When people say the reasons that they love/like you or describe you as a person, are they only naming ways that you serve them? Are they equating your worth with how much you do for them?
ex. âYouâre such a good listener. Youâre so generous, youâre so compassionate. Youâre always there for me. You always hold me down. Youâre reliableâ
vs.
âYouâre so funny! Youâre very vibrant. Youâre creative, passionate, and intelligent. Youâre optimistic. Youâre so talented at ____â , etc. I think thatâs very telling.
i love women. in the feminist way and in the gay way. happy international womenâs day