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thegenialginger

The music…

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“if there were a cure for your disability, would you take it?”

sailorpants

watch this!

pubertad

museedart

Truth Coming Out of Her Well to Shame Mankind, 1896 by Jean-Léon Gérôme

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I’ve been thinking a lot about it and this is literally the best title of anything

cumaeansibyl

so I guess it was some ancient Greek who said “truth lives at the bottom of a well” and I don’t know what he meant or why it stuck, but I’ve seen a lot of 19th-century references to it (because people always love showing off how much they know about stuff)

but I like this because imagine how fucking pissed off you would be if you lived at the bottom of a well in the first place, but then you had to climb all the way out of it somehow because humans were such unbelievable assholes that you were forced to yell at them in person

autumngracy

“I CAME OUT OF THE WELL BECAUSE YOU NEED TO STOP”

jake-clark

coffeeinmybeard

I just spit all over my phone lol

thursday

volunruud-blog

every time i do it makes me laugh

chaoticlivi

Reasons I relate to cats

don’t touch me

wait, no, come back, i need snuggles

that’s enough snuggles

i want to be near you, please don’t leave me alone

tch, it’s not like i happen to be in the same room as you all the time because i miss you

“i got wet. this is the worst thing that’s ever happened”

“why is this door closed? this door doesn’t need to be closed”

“i need a nap.” “didn’t you just wake up 2 hours ago?” “yes but i could sleep for a week”

(hisses)

“i want food”

“but not this food”

(wanders around)

sandandglass

The Daily Show, February 8, 2016

Are you saying that you can’t talk about race issues to Middle America? Are they so delicate and unaware and maybe so white that Beyoncé is too much for them?

You know what’s right in the middle of America? Ferguson, Missouri.

- Jessica Williams

glubbyvirgo

EVERYONE THAT REBLOGS THIS BY FEBRUARY 14, 2016 WILL GET A DUMB ANIME VALENTINE'S CARD IN THEIR SUBMIT BOX!

Literally everyone I promise

colehersch

PSA

acutelesbian

A lot of people ask me what my biggest fear is, or what scares me most. And I know they expect an answer like heights, or closed spaces, or people dressed like animals, but how do I tell them that when I was 17 I took a class called Relationships For Life and I learned that most people fall out of love for the same reasons they fell in it. That their lover’s once endearing stubbornness has now become refusal to compromise and their one track mind is now immaturity and their bad habits that you once adored is now money down the drain. Their spontaneity becomes reckless and irresponsible and their feet up on your dash is no longer sexy, just another distraction in your busy life. Nothing saddens and scares me like the thought that I can become ugly to someone who once thought all the stars were in my eyes.

fat-thin-skinny

this fucks me up every single time

acutelesbian

I never expected this to be my most popular poem out of the hundreds I’ve written. I was extremely bitter and sad when I wrote this and I left out the most beautiful part of that class.

After my teacher introduced us to this theory, she asked us, “is love a feeling? Or is it a choice?” We were all a bunch of teenagers. Naturally we said it was a feeling. She said that if we clung to that belief, we’d never have a lasting relationship of any sort.

She made us interview a dozen adults who were or had been married and we asked them about their marriages and why it lasted or why it failed. At the end, I asked every single person if love was an emotion or a choice.

Everybody said that it was a choice. It was a conscious commitment. It was something you choose to make work every day with a person who has chosen the same thing. They all said that at one point in their marriage, the “feeling of love” had vanished or faded and they weren’t happy. They said feelings are always changing and you cannot build something that will last on such a shaky foundation.

The married ones said that when things were bad, they chose to open the communication, chose to identify what broke and how to fix it, and chose to recreate something worth falling in love with.

The divorced ones said they chose to walk away.

Ever since that class, since that project, I never looked at relationships the same way. I understood why arranged marriages were successful. I discovered the difference in feelings and commitments. I’ve never gone for the person who makes my heart flutter or my head spin. I’ve chosen the people who were committed to choosing me, dedicated to finding something to adore even on the ugliest days.

I no longer fear the day someone who swore I was their universe can no longer see the stars in my eyes as long as they still choose to look until they find them again.

conceitedtrash

This is so fucking important and I think it’s something I needed right now

thebigbiwolf

current aesthetic: cute english teacher who’s high key banging the history professor

satanstrousers

current aesthetic: the history professor

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current aesthetic: the history professor’s substitute who joins in on the action.

datvikingtho

current aesthetic: the principal who really wants to get in on this sexyfest, but also doesn’t want this whole thing to blow up in his face.

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aesthetic: the librarian who nearly exposes the whole affair before joining in.

welpwomp

aesthetic: The bookish guidance counselor who thinks you all need Jesus.

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Aesthetic: the law student in his dorm across campus who can hear everything.

quietstorm-thundathighs

Lofl this is a ride

mypatchworkreflection

OMG, re-reblogging for the addition of Matt Murdock!

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feredir

poe’s transmission to the resistance haha

based on this vine

petitjazzboy

Re: Binding on Airplanes

This post has been going around for the past few days telling people that it is unsafe to bind because you’re “going up in a pressurized metal tube” and don’t want to be putting extra compression on your ribcage. THIS IS NOT TRUE.

Airplane cabins are pressurized to imitate the air on the ground and alleviate stress on the body. This does not mean that they are putting excess pressure on your body, and this especially doesn’t mean that they would be forcing excess compression on your ribcage from a binder. As long as you’re binding properly in the first place (using an actual, safe binder, taking breaks, stretching regularly), a plane ride will not affect you anymore than an extended car or train ride will. It is perfectly safe to bind on airplanes. That said, take precautions as you would with any form of long travel: wear a loose binder, sit upright, stretch often, go to the bathroom to take it off in breaks and help yourself breathe easier. You will be fine. Just take care of yourself.

Please reblog.

saxifraga-x-urbium

#gender #ALSO #A LOT OF THOSE POSTS ABOUT DIFFERENT KIND OF FOODS TO EAT FOR TESTOSTERONE AND ESTROGEN #ARE COMPLETELY MADE UP #MAKE SURE TO CHECK YOUR FACTS