It’s a game called, “What pisses me off most about this webpage:”

boyprincessdiaries:

I don’t care if you’re my blood.

I don’t care if you mistakenly think I owe you something.

I have the right to emotional autonomy.

I have the right to interact with people who will respect me and to ignore those who don’t.

I have the right to love the people who deserve my affection and ignore those who don’t.

Fuck guilt and shame. I’m over it. I will not allow myself to be emotionally manipulated ever again by anyone.

iamateenagefeminist:

when men open doors for me
yearning for my smile

and my lover cups my hips, pulling me to her
whispering “mine”

and

when my mother looked at my skirt and said “you’re not going out in that”
and my father said I was dead to him,
an embarrassment to the family

and  they gave him a job instead of me,
and again, and again,

and when they spoke over me, boys and beards alike,
wrote their words and theories on my skin
called me hysterical, unreliable, psychotic,

and

the psychologist asked me what underwear I was wearing,
and the doctor told me to get undressed
while another refused to treat my impure body at all

and strange men pulled at my crotch and my breasts, groping, reaching, tearing,
or the taxi driver said I could pay with sex
and I ran like hell
stumbling in the darkness
wishing I’d worn flats

and their fists hit my chest, and my body crumpled
they call me slut, whore, cunt
and everyone blamed me, anyway.

And you, my sisters, you closed the doors to shelters
and my bruises healed alone

organised conferences and
wrote books
while my words went unheard

and you told me die tranny bitch
called yourself radical

and never once realised how much

you are like the men

you hate.

This was written by Emily Manuel.

rainingspines:

octopickles:

lizawithazed:

rexiv:

Melanism

(the opposite of Albinism)

Gorgeous.

But that snake… holy crap it’s beautiful.

Melanic animals are so underrated. :c

myadamantiumheart:

jupitereyed:

paypermint:

bennyslegs:

msbunbury:

brotherhood of the traveling shirt of sex.

These people are quickly making purple my favorite color.

i used to dislike the colour purple

honestly

You forgot some people.

And let’s not forget this one!

mother of pearl

you guys need to stop it

necrovorn:

Psychologists Discover How People Subconsciously Become Their Favorite Fictional Characters

Psychologists have discovered that while reading a book or story, people are prone to subconsciously adopt their behavior, thoughts, beliefs and internal responses to that of fictional characters as if they were their own.

Experts have dubbed this subconscious phenomenon ‘experience-taking,’ where people actually change their own behaviors and thoughts to match those of a fictional character that they can identify with.

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invado:

Anatomically Correct Heart Illustration

thirdrevelation:

To His Coy Mistress by Andrew Marvell
read by Tom Hiddleston

Had we but world enough, and time,
This coyness, lady, were no crime.
We would sit down and think which way
To walk, and pass our long love’s day;
Thou by the Indian Ganges’ side
Shouldst rubies find; I by the tide
Of Humber would complain. I would
Love you ten years before the Flood;
And you should, if you please, refuse
Till the conversion of the Jews.
My vegetable love should grow
Vaster than empires, and more slow.
An hundred years should go to praise
Thine eyes, and on thy forehead gaze;
Two hundred to adore each breast,
But thirty thousand to the rest;
An age at least to every part,
And the last age should show your heart.
For, lady, you deserve this state,
Nor would I love at lower rate.

But at my back I always hear
Time’s winged chariot hurrying near;
And yonder all before us lie
Deserts of vast eternity.
Thy beauty shall no more be found,
Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound
My echoing song; then worms shall try
That long preserv’d virginity,
And your quaint honour turn to dust,
And into ashes all my lust.
The grave’s a fine and private place,
But none I think do there embrace.

Now therefore, while the youthful hue
Sits on thy skin like morning dew,
And while thy willing soul transpires
At every pore with instant fires,
Now let us sport us while we may;
And now, like am’rous birds of prey,
Rather at once our time devour,
Than languish in his slow-chapp’d power.
Let us roll all our strength, and all
Our sweetness, up into one ball;
And tear our pleasures with rough strife
Thorough the iron gates of life.
Thus, though we cannot make our sun
Stand still, yet we will make him run.

meowgon:

tigerpellets:

meowgon:

~KATSUNI’S REVENGE OF THE SEA RABBIT VIBRATOR GIVEAWAY~

Because that’s the classy kind of cat I am.

Sexy rules:

• One like + one reblog, that’s it, and no extra sideblogs
• You have to be cool with giving me your address
• Have an open ask box
• Be 18, seriously, you better be 18
• You have 24 hours to respond to my ask, after that, I pick another winner!
• Contest ends MAY 25th, 8 PM CST. 

Note: if you follow me, be forewarned I am largely a Homestuck blog.

meowgon you’re a beautiful cat

this giveaway has gotten quiet (TOO QUIET) so time to reblog again i guess