an open letter to all the peeps who hate candy corn this halloween:
give it to me. give it. hand it the fuck over. i will eat it. i will eat every last goddamn piece. candy corn is fucking delicious
those moments when straight people assume you’re one of them and you feel like a gay secret agent
it’s an ace case
pan with a plan
Got ‘em, coach!
I almost fell out of my chair at that comeback. Just. DAMN.
My anaconda don’t want none unless you got
I feel like I’m at a point in my life where I know I need to advance the main quest, but instead I faff about doing side quests because the main quest is intimidating and I don’t feel like I’ve leveled up enough to be able to handle it.
Dude even my easy level 1 quests have been turning into level 20 quests halfway through. I’m not taking on harder ones.
Aretha Franklin - Rolling In The Deep (Adele Cover)
THIS IS NOT A TEST
THIS IS NOT A TEST
THIS IS REALLY IMPORTANT GUYS LISTEN UP
If you like dogs, have a dog, or happen to be a decent human being then please, please, PLEASE listen
Harlan are the UK’s last remaining breeders of beagles for use in experiments.
This company breeds beagles for the purpose of selling them to laboratories and universities and keep ‘donor beagles’
These dogs have their blood regularly drained and sold to laboratories and are subject to numerous experiments.
Some of these experiments include ‘toxicology experiments’ which entail the dogs wearing muzzles and being forced to inhale toxic substances such as cigarettes, bleach and oven cleaner.
If they aren’t killed during experiments, they’re eventually deemed useless and euthanised.
A former employee reported to the Sunday Times that these poor beagles:
• are being punched and kicked by employees
• have profanities shaved into their fur and their faces daubed with felt tips
• are kept in dirty, cramped pens
These beagles are born to endure such a high level of pain and suffering that they self harm, kill themselves or each other.
These beagles are being used in experiments because they are vulnerable and controllable and can’t make it stop.
If you’re a decent human being, please don’t just ignore this and bury your head in the sand because THIS IS HAPPENING TO PUPPIES RIGHT NOW and it takes less than 2 minutes of your time to bring them closer to seeing sunshine, breathing fresh air, going on walks and being loved and cuddled by someone who wants to take care of them
Please stop these poor dogs from suffering. They don’t have a voice to stop their pain and get help, but you do.
Please, be their voice, and sign here: PETITION
For more information: Click here
Evolution is an artist.
mother nature be like “ugh I’m afraid if I color it I’ll ruin it but here’s the lineart anyway”
My mother says that fanfiction doesn’t count as reading because “it isn’t nearly as good as the stuff that’s published. You’re not going to find something online that will win a Booker Prize.”
Please reblog if you count fan fiction as reading, or if the fanfiction you’ve read is equally as good as published novels. I want to see the figures.
*crushes mouse while hitting reblog button*
I have read fanfic that was more well thought-out and full of emotion than any “classic” I’ve been assigned in an English class. It definitely counts as reading.
#DidYouKnow #Deaf #DeafAwareness #education #SignLanguage #advocacy #NMSCares
This is actually sadly relevant. I had a lecture this summer about sign languages and Deaf culture and when I was finished, one hearing girl from the audience stayed behind to ask me some more question.
She asked me: “And your parents use sign language, right?” Like it was the most obvious thing in the world and why is she even asking this, of course my parents must know sign language.
"No… They don’t, actually."
"And how do you communicate, then?"
"But… isn’t that complicated for you?"
"It is, sometimes."
"They probably didn’t have time for it…" she said. And I haven’t the heart to tell her that my father was offered sign language courses several times, that I offered to teach them some signs and that they always refused.
But I did told her: “It is not that rare. Most of deaf people I know have hearing parents who don’t sign.”
It’s the sad truth. People are willing to pay for surgeries to “repair” their children, but they are not willing to learn something to communicate with them.
i’d like to add onto this with my own personal experience, too. i was born hearing, but as soon as i was diagnosed as HoH, my parents didn’t do anything to learn ASL. they were quick to put me in classes, but they wouldn’t when i suggested to them that they take the classes with me so that we could learn.
i’ve tried to teach my mom how to sign numerous times, but she always says that “you can’t teach an old dog new tricks,” to which i tell her that she can learn, she just doesn’t want to. which is true. neither of my parents want to learn how to sign, but they want me to be able to hear perfectly so they don’t have to repeat themselves.
little do they know that their frustration with me not being able to hear them would be solved if they would just learn how to sign. maybe signing something to me once instead of repeating themselves four times and then getting mad would be more beneficial.
I’m absolutely shocked at this, it’s never crossed my mind that many parents wouldn’t even try to meet their hard of hearing kids halfway.
Upon cleaning out the darkest depths of my grandmother’s fridge, I discovered food that is older than me. This expired in February… 1987. This can saw Reaganomics. This can saw the Challenger explode. It saw the fall of the Soviet Union. It was around when Tupac got shot. Both times. This can is older than The Simpsons. #Bruh
That can is older than a lot of my followers.
That can may be older than my husband.
pooh-bear and piglet ❤
THIS IS MY NEW FAVORITE THING EVER!!
if anybody asks me why i hate men, i’m just gonna redirect them to this post.
it’s pretty fucking obvious that men only want to invest in breast cancer research to further degrade, objectify, and jerk off to body parts they already feel 100% entitled to. that’s what is at stake for them.
what about the women whose “tatas” weren’t saved? how must they feel being surrounded by awareness ads that focus more on keeping women’s sexy-sexy-titties-to-continue-titillating-the-males than saving real life human beings and helping survivors?
If anyone’s wondering, those posts came from here. It’s a forum for breast cancer support. Give it a read, and you’ll see how many women are outright abandoned by their husbands, sometimes after being married for decades, because their “tatas” couldn’t be saved.
This culture of “save the tatas” even goes as far as the doctor’s offices themselves. Most doctors request that the husband be present during surgical consultations, as though he has an equal say in the patient-professional discussion.
If the woman is single, as was my case, doctors have actually recommended postponing surgery until she finds a relationship, because “it could be nearly impossible to find someone who accepts it [your unnatural tatas] in years to come”.
I’m 15 months post-mastectomy, and the date I had this past week was the first time since then that a guy hadn’t reacted negatively to my scars. The relief was so overwhelming that I was fighting back tears. When I told him —essentially warning him that my body wasn’t what he must be expecting — I felt so guilty; it seemed to have the same weight and shame as telling someone I had some sort of an incurable STI or a felony record.
I shouldn’t have felt that way. I should not be ashamed of choosing to live.
Thank you for your important commentary! I hope you find someone who can love you for who you are and admire your strength as a survivor.
holy shit this just makes me so immensely disgusted and i actually feel sick to the core??? just. holy shit.
Protesters are angry about these strange negotiations to release protesters. What kind of practice is this?
This is literally a hostage situation what the fuck