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aww-so-pretty

Puppies Make Me Happy

thefingerfuckingfemalefury

LOOK AT THESE GOOD LITTLE WOOF FLOOFS

big-wired

This is the kind of quality content that keeps me here on Tumblr.

thefingerfuckingfemalefury

Some of them are waving!

#puppers

Hii! I’ve just come on here to say that I decided to start fresh with a new blog.

The new blog is: lifeisbiaf.tumblr.com

Follow me on there if you want! :)

#new blog

tastefullyoffensive

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Stairs are tough.

yansquid

I THOUGHT THERE WAS JUST ONE BUT THEN THERE WERE MORE!!

#animals #dogs

babyanimalgifs

Reblog if you’ve never seen a sea shell move before

Wtf

what the FUCK

SPONGEBOB WAS RIGHT!

is it not common knowledge that the creator of spongebob is also a marine biologist

4-velvets

Bad Boy + Outfits

#red velvet

sseaworn

when my dad moved away from home he needed a place to live, so he went to look at this one potential apartment. the only questions the landlady asked him were where he was born and when. when my dad told him, the landlady pulled out this huuuge astrology chart book. she looked at it for a long time in silence and finally said, “acceptable”

rainbowtalks

this is funny and awful at the same time

ultrafacts

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jenniferrpovey

50 species of lizard and one species of snake reproduce through parthenogenesis (that’s the fancy word for producing offspring as a female without having sex).

Except.

Whiptails are stimulation ovulators. That is to say, they can’t ovulate without having sex.

So not only do they are give birth through immaculate conception, they’re ALL LESBIANS.

There are two kinds of parthenogenesis seen in reptiles. That used by whiptails and the other all female species is true cloning - the egg contains the female’s full genetic material).

Other species including komodo dragons use another form of parthenogenesis where they actually fertilize themselves, with a haploid polar body used instead of a sperm. Because of the way reptile sex chromosomes work, this form of parthenogenesis can produce males as well as females - however, the females produced have weird sex chromosomes and can only lay other females. It’s used as a backup reproductive strategy if they can’t find a mate. This works because in reptiles, unlike mammals, its the males that have two sex chromosomes the same (ZZ) and the females different (ZW). Females produced by parthenogenesis are WW - and that’s what happened to the whiptails. They lost the Z chromosome and now are all WWs.

IOW?

Reptiles are fascinating.

astrolocherry

Instinctual Intelligence

Moon in Aries: the instinct to defend, to valiantly defend the homeland. the instinct to run and wait to be follow, to test the conditions of the relationship

Moon in Taurus: the instinct to nurture, conserve, safeguard. to make outlast and prepare for threat, to fill up or consume while the opportunity is available as it may not last

Moon in Gemini: the instinct is to find a way they can steer the conversation to talk about their feelings about something or someone

Moon in Cancer: the instinct is to seclude, defend, protect. to nurture, nourish and care for unspoken needs

Moon in Leo: the instinct is to seek whatever means or behaviour necessary to gain the emotionally validating response they desire

Moon in Virgo: the instinct is to second guess the safety structures and stability, to settle emotional tension before it even begins

Moon in Libra: the instinct is to adapt into whatever expression makes the other person feel most safe, secure, and comfortable in their company

Moon in Scorpio: the instinct is to defend against any form or impression of threat to the internal space, deep wounds, and emotional bonds

Moon in Sagittarius: the instinct is to run to a place that is anywhere but here, to shut everybody else out and hurl in the direction of impulse, to provoke the universe to respond with an answer to ‘why?’

Moon in Capricorn: the instinct is to raise the defences so any threat of being reduced to the inferiority and helplessness of the frozen child state is resisted

Moon in Aquarius: the instinct is to squeeze the life out of it through scrutinising and separative clinical thinking, to pretend its happening to someone else

Moon in Pisces: the instinct is to measure the emotion against the spectrum of ideal and dream a rearrangement that mirrors the state they want to be feeling

-C.

#scorpio

coffee-alien

“Imagine having a child that refuses to hug you or even look you in the eyes”

Imagine being shamed, as a child, for not showing affection in a way that is unnatural or even painful for you. Imagine being forced, as a child, to show affection in a way that is unnatural or even painful for you. Imagine being told, as a child, that your ways of expressing affection weren’t good enough. Imagine being taught, as a child, to associate physical affection with pain and coercion.

samayla

As a preschool special ed para, this is very important to me. All my kids have their own ways of showing affection that are just as meaningful to them as a hug or eye contact is to you or me.

One gently squeezes my hand between both of his palms as he says “squish.” I reciprocate. When he looks like he’s feeling sad or lost, I ask if I can squish him, and he will show me where I can squish him. Sometimes it’s almost like a hug, but most of the time, it’s just a hand or an arm I press between my palms. Then he squishes my hand in return, says “squish,” and moves on. He will come ask for squishes now, when he recognizes that he needs them.

Another boy smiles and sticks his chin out at me, and if he’s really excited, he’ll lean his whole body toward me. The first time he finally won a game at circle time, he got so excited he even ran over and bumped chins with me. He now does it when he sees me outside of school too. I stick out my chin to acknowledge him, and he grins and runs over and I lean down for a chin bump.

Yet another child swings my hand really fast. At a time when another child would be seeking a hug, she stands beside me and holds my hand, and swings it back and forth, with a smile if I’m lucky. The look on her face when I initiate the hand swinging is priceless.

Another one bumps his hip against mine when he walks by in the hallway or on the playground, or when he gets up after I’m done working with him. No eye contact, no words, but he goes out of his way to “crash” into me, and I tell him that it’s good to see him. He now loves to crash into me when I’m least expecting it. He doesn’t want anything, really. Just a bump to say “Hi, I appreciate you’re here.” And when he’s upset and we have to take a break, I’ll bump him, ask if he needs to take a walk, and we just go wander for a bit and discuss whatever’s wrong, and he’s practically glued to my side. Then one more bump before we go back into the room to face the problem.

Moral of the story is, alternative affection is just as valid and vitally important as traditional affection. Reciprocating alternative affection is just as valid and vitally important as returning a hug. That is how you build connections with these children.

brighteyedbadwolf

This is so goddamn important.

I verbally express affection. A LOT.

My husband… doesn’t. I don’t know why. For the longest time part of me wondered if it meant he loved me less.

At some point I told him about a thing I had done as a kid. Holding hands, three squeezes means ‘I Love You’.

Suddenly he’s telling me I Love You all the time.

Holding my hand, obviously, but also randomly.

taptaptap

on my hand, my shoulder, my butt, my knee, whatever body part is closest to him, with whatever part of him is closest to me

All the time.

More often than I ever verbally said it.

It’s an ingrained signal now, I can tap three times on whatever part of him, and get three taps back in his sleep. Apparently I do the same.

It’s made a huge difference for us.

People say things differently.

thepricecaulfield

The dream we had Rachel, the reality I now have with Max. The memory of you Rachel is there, but it doesn’t hurt anymore. I woke up from a six-month nightmare and now I have you in my life Max, forever. Thank you Rachel for the good memories, thanks to Max for our future. I love you both, you’re both connected to me forever. I’ll go on, never give up, for Max, for Rachel, for myself. - Text by @thepricecaulfield (myself) Video by Marko Ritelli (@MarkRFILMS)

#life is strange #perfect