February 2012
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My body is a dead language and you pronounce each word perfectly.
– Sierra DeMulder, Unrequited Love Poem (via mydreamreality)
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[TW] RAPE IS MORE COMMON THAN SMOKING IN THE U.S. →
bossyfemme:
sssupercovennn:
msamberhazard:
catamite:
I want to graffiti that headline EVERYWHERE.
Sooooo money goes towards preventing and legislating against smoking but not rape prevention… I mean, how much fucking money goes into those worthless ads about quitting smoking? How much of that could go towards sexual education?
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DAMN IT.
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Set your life on fire.
Seek those who fan your flames.
– Rumi (via thuntress)
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Walking through the city streets,
Is it by mistake or design,
I feel so alone...
– Sylvia Plath (via howthemidwestwaswon)
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hihellohowdy:
please abraham
i’m not that man
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delacroix:imnotyogi:toptumbles:
Even worse than a friendzone
I’m getting sick of the term friendzone.
Me too. And, more than that, I’m sick of the people using it.
Women are told almost constantly—by the media, the government, and the overall attitude of society—that our bodies don’t fucking belong to us. The mythical friendzone is just another way for misogynists to enforce that idea...
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The first kiss is hardly a kiss at all; it is a ritual bond. Jim pushes him hard against the brick wall (Seb’s head makes an audible thwack) and shoves his mouth against the taller man’s, hot and vicious, sudden. When they pull away, Seb tastes blood, unsure whose it is, and he knows that he is an owned man.
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This is no joke, it really happened in my first...
My EMR instructor: You arrive at a scene with a patient laying on the ground. You check their level of alertness and they appear unconscious. You have already opened their airway with an adjunct and are administering oxygen.
What do you do next?
Student: Call 911!
My EMR Instructor: YOU ARE 911.
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I go to a club on Thursdays called One, and we raise awareness/do challenges to aid other countries and such. And basically it means that every Thursday, I get that U2 song stuck in my head.
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tw: needles, grossness
also I tried to donate blood earlier today but my veins were being finicky so the nurse had to try like ten different places and it was too slow anyway so now I have a super...
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