(Source: pulled-into-despair)
This might be the single greatest thing I have ever seen.
(Source: itsacokecan)
Shout out to girls who don’t mind being called dude and man casually
shout out to boys who don’t mind being called guuurrl
shout out to humans who don’t mind being called dawg
shout out to dogs who will let you call them anything so long as you say it in a happy, friendly tone.
Shout out to Guinea Pigs which are neither pigs nor from Guinea.
Shout out to pigs for turning regular old grass into tasty bacon.
(Source: callmeyadi)
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(Source: rev0lte-d)
The hardest part about rape, my friend has said, has been the silence. The rape is part of her, it is something she’d like to refer to casually—‘Oh yes, I learned that law term after I was raped,’ or ‘I’ve become more alert after I was raped,’ and she can’t. She has to stop herself and gauge the audience. Do they know she’s been raped? If yes, will they be able to handle the reference? If no, does she want to tell them? She is the most socially graceful person I know, but she practices in her head before she tells people. How to introduce it? How to strike the right note of seriousness without verging into the melodramatic? She doesn’t want to be seen as ‘the girl who was raped,’ but she does want people to know because it’s part of her personal experience, because there’s far too much silence already.
She doesn’t want pity. She just wants to talk about it. It is surprisingly difficult to procure this combination.
I HAEV BEEN LAUHGIN GFOR ABUOT THRITY MINTUES SOMEON EHALP
(Source: br4ndon)
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