Today I was talking to my dad and I referred to myself as his son(I’m genderfluid btw) and he said
“Today’s a Son day huh?”
And I was like “yeah”
And he was like “huh, I thought today was a Saturday, not a Sunday”
And I just laughed for like 5 minutes
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Friendly reminder to check your breasts while you’re just sitting there scrolling the internet, then reblog so your followers do the same. Two people I know were just diagnosed within the same week.
these are the things that need spread. not fucking ribbons and the words “breast cancer awareness.” we know it exists. just knowing it exists isn’t going to help much.
for everyone who has breasts or is rather busty in the chest area (because men can get it too and not everyone who has breasts is a woman)
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what if you started making car alarm noises when people you didn’t like touched you
what do you mean what if
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Am I wet? Am I on my period? Did I pee my pants?- next on wtf is going on down there.
I’m so glad this is a universal wondering among vagina-owners, haha.
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I love it how when Snape draws out his wand there are audible gasps but when Mcgonagall draws her wand there people are screaming out of the way.
They just know better.
damn snape is piss-OH MOTHERFUCKING SHIT, MOVE OUT, CLEAR THE WAY, MCGONAGALL IS PISSED.
I will stop reblogging this when it stops being awesome.
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