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Mazaal. 25. ❤️🩷🤍💛🧡 they/them. My favorite color is green. 🔞MINORS DNI🔞 please be 21+. I reblog nsfw content. If you don’t like it, don’t follow.

[mitskiacoustic]

[princemazaal]

Escuchando Chappel Roan’s Picture You me hace ahogar en lágrimas. Me trae recuerdos de nosotras, en el tiempo que pasamos juntas el día de San Valentín.

¿Cómo pudieras cortarme de tu vida así? Jamás lo entenderé. Solamente quería entenderte y hacerte sentir valor, pero no podías o querías comunicarte conmigo. Sabes que yo no puedo leer tu mente, ¿entonces por qué te enojas conmigo cuando te pregunto cosas para conocerte mejor? ¿Por qué me tratas de manera irrespetuosa?

Te extraño cariño, aunque me haces mal. Mi corazón sigue estallando del dolor que tú me diste. Mis ojos ya no pueden aguantar llorar tantas lágrimas. Mi garganta ya no puede aguantar el nudo perpetuamente ahí.

Le ruego a Dios que un día esta tristeza se desvanece.

[sapphicides]

lesbianism as shown by @sweatermuppet

[jikotousuiiii]

[leoreturns-deactivated20110811]

I have been waiting all year to post this.

[tumboner]

omg

[merspers]

This has been in my queue for months.

[mcgooglykins]

I missed it last year and I vowed that would NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN.

[thatsoundsprettynice]

YES

[xbstnmnr-deactivated20241116]

omg i didnt reblog this last year!

[butch-dyk3-husb4nd]

This is how butch4butch sex works

[cordero-atado]

Roberta Colindrez, qué mujer

[sapphicsundial]

Butch4femme4femme4femme4femme4femme4femme

[hollydermovoi]

“I know I’ve told this story before, but my abusive ex refused to let me take birth control. I was on the pill until he found them in my purse. I went to the Student Health Center—they were completely unhelpful, choosing to lecture me about the importance of safe sex (recommending condoms) instead of actually listening to my problem. Then I went to Planned Parenthood. The Nurse Practitioner took one look at my fading bruises and stopped the exam. She called in the doctor. The doctor came in and simply asked me: “Are you ready to leave him?” When I denied that I was being abused, she didn’t argue with me. She just asked me what I needed. I said I need a birth control method that my boyfriend couldn’t detect. She recommended a few options and we decided on Depo. When I told her that my boyfriend read my emails and listened to my phone messages and was known to follow me, she suggested to do the Depo injections at off hours when the clinic was normally closed. She made a note in my chart and instructed the front desk never to leave messages for me—instead, she programmed her personal cell phone number into my phone under the name “Nora”. She told me she would call me to schedule my appointments; she wouldn’t leave a message, but I should call her back when I was able to. And that was it. No judgment. No lecture. She walked me to the door and told me to call her day or night if I needed anything. That she lived 5 blocks from campus and would come get me. That I wasn’t alone. That she just wanted me to be safe. I never called her to come to my rescue. But I have no doubt that she would have come if I had called. She kept me on Depo for a year, giving me those monthly injections in secret, helping me prevent a desperately unwanted pregnancy. I cannot thank Planned Parenthood enough for the work they do.”

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Curious Georgiana (via grrrlstudies)

I know I’ve reblogged this before, but it bears re-reblogging (?).  This is how you respond to abuse, this is how you give people control over their bodies/uteruses, this is how you act as a generally non-judgmental and compassionate person.  I love this story so fucking much.

(via coffeewithants)

[iwilleatyourenglish]

about twice a year my partner will want to use my toothbrush and then get disgruntled when i call him a vile beast.

[iwilleatyourenglish]

[ruffdyke]

the ultimate butch boss

[butchesanddykesandqueersohmy]

I am once again furious there isn't a dyke version of grindr

[anarchomikeism]

[ancaporado]

[wageronvoluntaryism]

Never forget what they took from us.

[wageronvoluntaryism]

For those asking how it compares today

[cheese-sample-official]

and also

[siawrites]

And no the food hasn’t changed a damned bit.

[callmebliss]

Shoutout to everyone using receipts as bookmarks you’re providing valuable information to future scholars

[jv]

Something extremely important to point out. Assuming the receipt is from the US:

That's a 35% increase in the median salary vs a 138% increase in the price. Cool stuff.

[special-lucky-chosen-one]

amazing

[special-lucky-chosen-one]

you'll never guess what I found more of

MEN do NOT have a PELVIS that is just SCIENCE you GODLESS LIBERAL

[special-lucky-chosen-one]

more people should be reblogging this version, because I think it's terrible that men just sort of trail off down there

[kalichnikov]

women:

men:

[scheidungsgrund]

from twitter user deejaygeejaygee

[galecstatic]

it just gets better

and better

[goingonanadventuremaybe]

[funnyfroge]

[thejorie-deactivated20160327]

My three girlfriends. And yes, they smoke weed.

[pebleeee-deactivated20151227]

do they smoke weed?

[thejorie-deactivated20160327]

Yes, actually.

[gucciballs-deactivated20200720]

you mean she isnt just smoking a cigarette? but a weed cigarette?

[thejorie-deactivated20160327]

It’s called a bunt…. Not weed cigarette… And yes, it is a weed bunt. They all smoke weed bunts before we kiss. (They are my girlfriends,)

[gccgrimm-deactivated20160818]

They don’t look like they smoke weed.

[thejorie-deactivated20160327]

Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. I’m so angry you are so lucky my three weed smorking girlfriends are rubbing my shoulders to calm me down I’m so mad.

[madamekagamine]

Your “weed smoking girlfriend” has a Hello Kitty tattoo on her belly. The one in the middle.

[thejorie-deactivated20160327]

I printed out a photo of your avatar and taped it to my punching bag that I punch and I mutter your URL with every strong punch I punch you twerp…. Don’t ever Talk about Blaiz or the wicked Tat(tattoo) I drew on her ever again I Don’t wanna see you standing outside my home at 3 am holding your weird dripping brown bags ever again ok leave us alone this is the FINAL FUCKING WARNING 

[19leahjade96]

Well that escalated quickly……

[thejorie-deactivated20160327]

What, was that? Hmm? Come again. *Blaiz grabs my shoulder* Come on Jory, they aren’t worth it, please. * I jerk my shoulder shaking her hand off* NO! NOOOOO!!! *starts to just pummel you with my big fucking fists. With each blow I let out a furious yell. The blows come quicker and harder and the yells get louder. I’m yelling so loud and now I’m crying. BREAKING POINT. The week was hard and I can’t take anymore. I’m opening sobbing at this point while you blood gurgle. All three of my girlfriends struggle to pull me off and they finally succeed and lead me away from the goo pile that is now your body*

[jackaxed]

haha oh my god

who even is this dude? someone needs some anger management classes.

love how he keeps reminding us that “I HAVE THREE GIRLFRIENDS”, “THEY ALL KISS ME”, and “THEY SMOKE WEED HURRP DURR”.

and let’s not forget the “Blaiz” and her “wicked tat”, or that he doesn’t “wanna see you standing outside [his] home at 3 am holding your weird dripping brown bags ever again”, and that this is “the FINAL FUCKING WARNING”.

“the goo pile that is now your body”

i’m dying over here, jesus

please, Jory, come challenge me to a bout of internet witticsisms; i promise, it’ll be fun.

[thejorie-deactivated20160327]

*shoots you dead* Heh, idiot… *leaves with my three weed smorking girlfriends to go hold hands and kiss.*

[anemonequeen-moved]

this dude playin omg 

[thejorie-deactivated20160327]

Come again? *The bar falls silent. No one dares to make a sound, as you have just said a very poor choice of words at a very dangerous time. I remain slumped over the bar, not looking back to you. One hand limply holding an almost empty bottle, the other hand cradling my head. I repeat the question, this time louder.* Come again?! *You can hear me slur the words, the sentence sounds like a real struggle for me to get out. I’m clearly intoxicated. A bead of sweat rolls down your face as you realize you might have just fucked up in a very major way. Everyone else in the bar is pretending to not notice what is going on. The bartender idly washes a mug with a cloth. His eyes are closed and he’s muttering something to himself. A handful of people hurriedly leave. One person looks back at you, a look of sorrow on their face. They almost say something, but shake their head and cast their eyes down to the floor, and leave. But not you. You stand, petrified. A quick look at me reveals I’m still  at the bar. You look to the exit, there’s still time. But there’s not, there’s not, there’s not. Your fate was sealed the moment you opened your mouth.* Mother fuck.. what did you say?! *I slowly rise from my stool and being to lumber over to you.  I look a mess. My hair is unkempt, I haven’t shaved in what looks like months, there are dark heavy bags under my eyes, my shirt is stained and has holes in it, and I’m missing a shoe. But the main thing you notice is the gun tucked into my jeans, and my massive muscle arms that look like they were made for punching. You know that song about the boots that were made for walking? Yeah, it’s like that only instead of boots it’s my muscles and instead of walking it’s punching. As I drunkenly sway over to you, you think of your family… Will they mourn you, or will they try and forget this blotch of stupidity, that their child insulted the Jory publicly, ever happened to their family? Your thoughts are cut short as I now stand face to face with you. I grab your face and pull you even closer.* Playin?! There was nothing playing… no playing you fuck. No playing… it was real.. the realest thing I’ve ever know.. felt… Love. I loved them… Blaiz…. Chas-Chas… Funk… I loved all three of em… but they…*My face is wet with tears and I’m blinking constantly in vain to hold them back.* They left me… left… *Almost instantly the sadness leaves my face and is replaced with pure anger.* Playin? Playin?! *My hand leaves your face and starts to head to what you think is the gun. You close your eyes and see God looking at you, shrugging. ‘Pft, you brought this upon yourself dude.’ He says as he waves his hands at you dismissively. But instead of the gun, my hands grab yours. Your eyes jolt open and the anger is gone from my face. There is only sadness.* Left me… * I fall to the floor and sob.* Wow, grow up. *You say before you leave the bar but are hit almost immediately from a car and are killed upon impact.*

[world-heritage-posts]

world heritage post

[hellsitegenetics]

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Closest match: Canis lupus genome assembly, chromosome: 12 Common name: Wolf

[wlwife]

A boyfriend, but they are a butch lesbian