do centaur babies suckle from the horse nipples or the human nipples tho
Centaurs aren’t real. Do you understand that?
yes that is why i made a tumblr post about this instead of just asking a real centaur
Horse nipple is easier to reach for a baby centaur
soon the ancient meme god nyancat will return and slay your false meme idols. the hour of the lolcat is upon us. repent. u can haz mercy
okay so this post made me genuinely curious about how old the lolcat meme is and apparently it’s older than the fucking internet
this picture was taken in 1905
lolcats are older than most human beings jesus christ
protect young trans guys whos families think theyre only how they are because of their dads
protect young trans guys whos families think theyre only how they are because they dont like their body enough to be a girl
protect young trans guys whos family makes them a laughing stock at family dinners during the holidays because they trusted them enough to tell them
protect young trans guys at all costs
- Stop assuming that everyone has been treated well by that family.
- Respect is not freely given, it is earned. You don’t owe anyone respect. You do not owe anyone anything.
- This line is used repeatedly in abusive situations. It is frequently used in emotional abuse in the form of gaslighting to make the survivor doubt their perceptions of events. It also is frequently used to control, manipulate and coerce behaviour.
last year i was eating in a fancy, large restaurant when i began to hear a rumble and the distant sound of people chanting ‘potassium, potassium’ and suddenly hundreds of people dressed as bananas flood this restaurant chanting potassium over and over and we were trapped there for a very long time because the bananas would not leave and they were everywhere
i wasn’t joking
are you fucking kidding me this is tERRIFYING
foods dangerous to dogs:
- avocadoes
- alcohol
- raw bread dough
- caffeine
- chocolate
- grapes and raisins
- onions and garlic
- macadamia nuts
- raw salmon
- xylitol (artificial sweeteners)
if you have a dog please reblog this
You don’t need to have a dog, everyone just reblog this maybe ok yes
12 cups of coffee
11 mental breakdowns
10 fucking pages
9 hour deadline
8 cited sources
7 days to do it
6 days i wasted
FIVE TIMES THE PAIN
4 shots of vodka
3 days since I slept
2 words on my page
and a rubric that is not clear
12 cups of coffee
11 mental breakdowns
10 fucking pages
9 hour deadline
8 cited sources
7 days to do it
6 days i wasted
FIVE TIMES THE PAIN
4 shots of vodka
3 days since I slept
2 words on my page
and a rubric that is not clear
HOW TO CHEER UP IN 2 EASY STEPS
- WHISPER “BEEP BOOP” TO YOURSELF.
- REPEAT UNTIL NOT SAD.
((BUT WHY DOES THIS WORK??????))
Please don’t ever feel bad about posting about how your day’s going or a random story or how you’re feeling or a cute selfie because I actually really like seeing everyone on my dash. I follow you all for a reason.
what do you mean a thesaurus isnt a dinosaur
this is adorable as fuck and you can’t tell me otherwise
I took my girlfriend to an improv show the other night and during intermission we were passionately arguing over whether half a 5 Hour Energy shot would give you 2.5 hours of energy or 5 hours of half-assed energy so we turned around to ask the opinions of the three people behind us and one of them said “Are all your arguments like this because we heard you in the lobby earlier fighting over the right way to pronounce ‘egg’?”
“boys dont like it when-"
"girls don’t like it when-”
“people would probably like you better if-”
FAVOURITE POST
I’m watching Thor on TV (again), and I will never stop giggling over the scene where Jane, Darcy and Erik are checking Thor into the hospital.
Because Jane gets all defensive and flustered when Darcy announces that she hit Thor with the van, before trying to deflect onto…
How relationships work:
I like your butt.
However, I can notice other butts. They can be nice too.But your butt is my favourite butt. It’s the nicest butt. Because it’s mine. And I can touch it.
This.
ok but consider this
- natasha and clint spending christmas together on clint’s farm
- natasha and clint going to a tree farm together
- natasha all bundled up on thick scarves and a knit hat standing back and sipping her hot peppermint mocha while clint chops down…
brainfreeze is my favorite pain response because it’s literally your body telling you to stop eating fucking snow, you stupid jackass, what is wrong with you
I PUT THE HOUSECAT OUTSIDE FOR TWO GODDAMN MINUTES AS A JOKE AND HE COMES RUNNING IN WITH A SNAKE IN HIS MOUTH
OH SHIT THE SNAKE IS STILL ALIVE
THE SNAKE HAS GONE INTO THE LAUNDRY ROOM AND IM ON THE KITCHEN COUNTER WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS
SNAKE HAS BEEN RELEASED IN THE NEIGHBORS YARD IN A PANICKED, THROWING MOTION
“Fucking put me outside again, bitch. See what happens.” -My Asshole Cat
Something like this happened to me. Not life-threatening, but it was still one of the most awful experiences of my life. Two boys asked me out every day for half of eighth grade and most of ninth grade–both of them, together, at the same time. They weren’t huge guys, but they were a lot bigger than me and they were athletes and they thought it was funny to call me a tease and tell the whole school I was playing hard to get. The fact that they had girlfriends? Yeah, that didn’t help people’s perspective of me either. I didn’t beat around the bush, I didn’t suggest that I thought it was cute or flattering, I flat-out said no every single day.
There were times when they would walk up and sit on my desk or play with my hair without my permission, and I had a track record of violence (although I never got nailed for anything by the administration), so I would have been blamed if I reacted. Unless I wanted to get suspended, I had to sit there and take it. And I did. For over a year. I got increasingly aggressive with my rejections–one of them tried to grab me and hug me, and I threatened to kick him in the crotch. And they continued, even after that. Until finally, while the teacher for one of my classes was out of the room, one of them tried to grab me one time too many. I grabbed him by the collar and slammed him into a table and said, very seriously, that I would break his hand the next time he laid one finger me (I have enough martial arts training and anatomical knowledge that it wasn’t remotely a bluff).
He believed me, and the two of them finally left me alone (and I wasn’t reported to any teachers), but I was told repeatedly by a lot of people that I shouldn’t have gotten violent because they were complimenting me. That I should have been flattered because they were popular and I wasn’t. That it wouldn’t have gone so far if I had just said yes. That I SHOULD have said yes because I didn’t have a boyfriend and God knows my life should revolve around the dream of the Disney fairytale.
You know what? Fuck that. I have the right to turn down any date I want, and I shouldn’t have to put up with harassment because of it. I have the right to say ‘do not touch me’ and be acknowledged without threatening to break bones. I have the right to say 'hey, I don’t need a boyfriend to be a fully constructed human being’ without being judged. And the worst part is that my situation? No matter how unpleasant and violating it felt? IT WAS MINOR. GIRLS DIE BECAUSE OF THIS.
Don’t teach girls how to break fingers and deviate septums. Teach boys how to respect us as human beings, not toys for their amusement.
[reading fic]
[cute thing happens between otp]
[covers face]
[grins]
[slides down in chair and pulls legs up]
[long high pitched whine]
[straightens self out and continues reading]
cry laugh feel love peace panic:
“Wouldn’t have killed her to say yes? If a man is willing to shoot someone for saying no, what happens to the poor soul who says yes? What happens the first time they disagree? What happens the first time she says she doesn’t want to have sex? That she isn’t in the mood? When they break up?” -vampmissedith.tumblr.com
THIS IS MANDATORY READING!
(via feminist-space)
EVERYONE STOP WHAT YOU’RE DOING AND READ THIS.
(via stfueverything)
My lesbian aunt is moving to my hometown and I was telling my mom about how I’m gonna hangout with her and stuff and my mom looked upset and she was like “We need to have a talk.” and we sat down and she said “Your aunt lives a certain lifestyle that I don’t want you to adapt from her” and I was internally screaming but then she finished with “so whatever you do don’t let her talk you into smoking pot” i’m crying my aunt is 52