deadgilberts:

the best thing that ever happened to me in high school was about 6 years ago our teacher never showed up for class and neither did the sub so one of the guys in the class just got up and started discussing his various theories about the island in lost and started drawing different diagrams on the board and ranting about his fan theories and everybody just went with it and raised their hands for him like he was the teacher and that was the class. 

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thefatgirlblog:

"All these young girls getting themselves pregnant"

Wow, self impregnating teenage girls, these men should be afraid, we as women are evolving at alarming rates.

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stupidmiiverseposts:

There has only been five female characters comfirmed playable compared to fifteen male characters.

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houseofalexzander:

Lustrous.

A man in the grocery store line today approached me and said, “Sir, when I first saw you I was extremely attracted to you, but then I noticed that you are a boy. How… I mean, why do you dress so provocatively?”

I responded, “Well, in today’s world the majority of the straight male race view women as objects, or something that belongs to them. I dress provocatively because it attracts the attention of men in a sexual and OBJECTIVE way. However, when realized that I am actually male, they often become confused, disgusted, upset or all of the above. By inflicting this minor emotional damaged upon the ego of a man raised by twisted societal gender norms, maybe, just maybe the individual will think twice before viewing another woman with an objective attitude and sense of belonging. No woman, belongs to ANYONE. Male or female, the equality of human beings needs to be a priority. It is something worth dressing up for.”

I AM NOT KIDDING. The woman behind me, the female cashier, the old lady bagging groceries and the woman in front of me who was talking on the phone STOPPED, …. and proceeded to gasp and clap. The man shook my hand, told me to have a blessed day and then said, “excuse me ladies, I need to visit my daughter.”

…. I was shaking by the time I walked out of the store.

- Elliott Alexzander

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dear ppl new to the disabled community

maxbutch:

Dear new spoonies, in particular:
When you first ‘realize’, and put words to the fact you are disabled, and you find other disabled bloggers, especially those of us who have known for awhile, you might start comparing your disability to ours.
Please, please don’t. Everyone experiences their disabilities differently and shares that experience differently. When you send us messages starting off with stuff like “my disability isn’t as bad as yours but”, all I hear is “I’m conditioned to think that I have it easier than everyone else, that I’m not REALLY disabled, that I can’t actually identify with being unable to do something.” 
You’re allowed. Seriously. I admit I’m going through a flare up right now, therefore my pain is spiked. And sometimes these can last for ages and get worse, and honestly some of my physical disabilities ARE worse than they were ten years ago. But my mental health is light years better, from finding words to put to my conditions and triggers and changes I had to make. Because I eventually, with struggle, made those changes and now am surrounded by people who care about me and don’t dismiss my disabilities.
And its tempting to think we’re “more” disabled because we say we can’t do things. Here’s the thing: sometimes “can’t” does actually mean literally can not, there is no way, we would collapse or have a breakdown or we can’t move our bodies. 
But I’ve learned to use “can’t” as a shorthand for a lot of stuff. Can’t means if I spent the energy now I would be in pain later. Can’t means that event is not accessible enough for me, that I would be highly uncomfortable or possibly triggered. Can’t means it would be so difficult and take so long to do it would be pointless for me to be the one to do it. Can’t means I’m putting my needs first, and I’m understanding what my needs really are. Can’t is allowing myself to live my life as a disabled person and not pushing myself to pretend to be abled.
I also know it took me a long period to realize how prominent my disabilities had been throughout my life, and that I would constantly conveniently forget the worst of my symptoms when things were going well, because I wanted so badly to be “getting better” or to not actually be disabled. Things go in cycles. When you’re busy trying to be abled, you can’t allow your ‘setbacks’ to be because of disability - or rather, because of the inaccessibility of the world and the ableism of those around you.
Identifying as disabled can feel like you’re trying to avoid responsibility, so you don’t want to feel ‘too disabled’, or rather you want to feel like you are responsible for the shit abled people have done to you (systematically or personally) because PEOPLE TELL YOU YOU ARE, people SAY we are responsible for all the abuse we face. We aren’t. You aren’t. You aren’t lazy or weak or forgetful or clumsy or stupid, you’re disabled. 
So feel free to ask me questions but please don’t compare yourself to me. Your understanding of your disability is not only your own, it is still forming. You may also have experienced abuse in your life that you do not see as abuse, and I would encourage you to learn more about ableism that occurs on an interpersonal level (and especially the book Toxic Parents) - abuse victims/survivors often feel like we need to belittle our own needs and suffering, to act like they don’t exist. Because we aren’t supposed to exist, and we certainly aren’t supposed to write about or sign about or speak about our issues, we shouldn’t communicate we have trouble at all. So we learn to communicate our needs as meekly as possible, and to think that they aren’t needs but ‘wants’.
I hope you learn with time, truly and really, that your needs are important, that you have the right to tell others no, that you are the only one who can truly represent your own needs to others and to get real accommodations, that you don’t need to ‘contribute’/work/go to school/participate in capitalistic ableist ideas of success in order to be happy and yourself, and that you CAN AND SHOULD put yourself first. 
Take care <3

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rogueofwind:

g-iggle:

lolsofunny:

ladderboss:

wtf kind of turtle is that

science of tumblr can you please explain this

mitochondria

Thanks, science side.

rogueofwind:

g-iggle:

lolsofunny:

ladderboss:

wtf kind of turtle is that

science of tumblr can you please explain this

mitochondria

Thanks, science side.

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lacigreen:

50shadesofacceptance:

superdodirty:

it ok to not be ready

Please spread this shit like wildfire. People go on and sit through the whole experience and they’re uncomfortable because they just want to please their partner and they don’t tell them that they want to stop because they are not ready. It’s okay not to be ready. 

i wish someone had told me this kind of stuff when i was younger… ಠ_ಠ

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der-regenbogen:

nautical-constructs:

killa-kelly:

emilet:

1los:

Bees are nature’s 3D printer

Fucking bees are the best.

Fuck yes they are.

what the actual fuck bees. why are you engineering geniuses

I thought this was about a printer that made bees and I was like holy shit, but I was wrong

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