June 2013
43 posts
Is it bad that I enjoy using large words in facebook messages to drunk friends? I mean, you really should have know what you were getting yourself in to when you drunkenly messaged me….
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God we fuck up teenagers’ heads. We tell them that biological conditions are moral punishments and then we get all shocked when they don’t practice rational risk management of biological conditions. We teach them “sex is super desirable and all the cool kids do it, and it’s hideously shameful and will destroy your life” and we wonder why they act an eensy bit neurotic about it. If you tried to design a system for making sexually active kids confused and unsafe, you couldn’t do much better than the American media and school system.
And for once, the answer is relatively simple. Just talk about sex like it’s a part of life. Some people have sex and some people don’t, because people are different. STIs aren’t bad because they’re Dirty Crotch Rot; they’re bad because they’re contagious illnesses like strep throat or whooping cough, and you can ask a doctor to check for and treat them just like you would with strep throat. Unwanted pregnancy isn’t a scarlet A; it’s a mostly-preventable accident that sometimes occurs when people are going about their normal business of having sex. You can ask the school counselor about a variety of topics, including career planning, problems at home, questions about sex, or conflicts with teachers.
If we could just get the goddamn stick out of our collective ass and accept that sex is a human activity and teenagers are humans, maybe there wouldn’t be quite so many plaintive “I don’t understand my body and I’m confused and scared and I don’t know anyone I can ask in person” messages flying out into the world.
” —The Pervocracy - “Teenage Panic.” (via klonazepam)
I’ve reblogged this before but I don’t care because I think this is an important message (coming from someone who learned most of the facts about sex and sex safety from the internet and from listening to my roommates’ conversations in the dorms)
Had to pull another dog off of Muirne at the park today… Luckily it was small, and I was right there (she only got a couple marks on her legs). If your dog is aggressive, maybe you should put its muzzle on BEFORE you get to the dog park, not after it’s gone after another dog.
“Being born a woman is an awful tragedy. Yes, my consuming desire to mingle with road crews, sailors and soldiers, bar room regulars—to be a part of a scene, anonymous, listening, recording —all is spoiled by the fact that I am a girl, a female always in danger of assault and battery. My consuming interest in men and their lives is often misconstrued as a desire to seduce them, or as an invitation to intimacy. Yet, God, I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night.”
—Sylvia Plath (via cityyandcolour)
ok so lemme do a short thing about virginity/ tightness of... →
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ok so lemme do a short thing about virginity/ tightness of vagina. Your vagina gets looser as you become more sexually aroused during intercourse. This is why when you normally put a finger in your vagina, its a lot tighter than when you put it in when you’re aroused. The myth…
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And then there’s Sansa. Sansa Stark who named her deadly, killer direwolf Lady. And she trained her to be gentle, and quiet, and sweet and loving. And then what happens? The Baratheons have her killed. So now Sansa is so alone, having lost her family, her home and her Lady. But she is the exact opposite of what her father said would happen to wolves who end up alone. Ned Stark said that the only way they could survive was to stick together, and that was never an option. Robb had their mother. Rickon and Bran had Winterfell and then each other. Jon is on the wall, with his brothers, and then across it with Ygritte, then back to the wall. Arya had Gendry, and is still linked to Nymeria. But Sansa has absolutely no one who is her family. So she takes the strength and poise of a lady, and turns it into something as deadly and defensive as a direwolf’s fangs and claws. She knows that she is alone, and that no one is coming for her, so she adapts. She plays the game, she keeps her mouth shut, she stays alive.
Because the best way to hide a wolf, to keep people feeling safe, is to make them think it’s just a well trained dog.
” —echrai (via eeshtar)Staying up to ice my leg because I’m pretty sure a pulled my quad during softball tonight….. Ouch.
When I was little I thought being an adult meant not having a bed time but I’ve come to realize that it just means being in charge of my own bed time and it turns out that I am not equipped to handle that responsibility.
“An introvert may feel asocial when pressured to go to a party that doesn’t interest her. But for her, the event does not promise meaningful interaction. In fact, she knows that the party will leave her feeling more alone and alienated. Her social preference may be to stay home and reflect on a conversation with a friend, call that friend, and come to an understanding that is meaningful to her. Or she might indulge in the words of a favorite author, feeling a deep connection with a person she has never met. From the perspective of a partygoer, this introvert may appear to be asocial, when, in fact, the introvert is interacting in a much different way.”
—Laurie Helgoe, Introvert Power (via phantomtraveler)
Here is what they don’t tell you: Icarus... →
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Here is what they don’t tell you:
Icarus laughed as he fell.
Threw his head back and
yelled into the winds,
arms spread wide,
teeth bared to the world.(There is a bitter triumph
in crashing when you should be
soaring.)The wax scorched his skin,
ran blazing trails down his back,
his thighs, his ankles, his feet.
Feathers floated like prayers
past his fingers,
close enough to snatch back.
Death breathed burning kisses
against his shoulders,
where the wings joined the harness.
The sun painted everything
in shades of gold.(There is a certain beauty
in setting the world on fire
and watching from the centre
of the flames.)
Why do I even caaarrrrreeeeeeee ugh
Dancing Lasha Tumbai
Verka Serduchka
still the best Eurovision song
don’t even argue with me
just accept it
they were fucking robbed, still mad about this like 7 or 8 years later
This song is all I’ve ever wanted to be in life.
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