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missmatie:

peanuhbutta:

This is realllllllllly weird lmao

This is really NORMAL.
Except we never see it-so it is terrifying and uncomfortable when it happens.
(Mostly because people would laugh or be unkind)

I own a sex shop. Once a woman bled on our chair during an interview. She was horrified and felt ashamed because it was in some way unprofessional. We weren’t bothered. We said ‘what better place to work on being ok with your body than at a feminist sex shop?’
Bleeding is normal and dealing with it is one of the most pervasive ways women are complicit in their silence.

Some men bleed too. How would you react to that? For many men who are Trans the act of bleeding is a security threat.

Fuck off with your lolz.

Reblogging again for above commentary ^^^^^

anitaleocadia: KwangHo Shin - [89] untitled, oil on canvas 2013
imprecise: Agogwe
einheitstochter: The Sentinel by *UpsideDownCross
xivixmcmlxxxiii-xxiiiviimmxi: psychotic-adolescent: Girl, Interrupted. ☹ ♡if you have a pale fetish, fap to my blog♡
buffalo-divine-eden-no7: this was tagged ‘fly’ but it looks more like a cicada to me. we get them every summer when the monsoon starts. see the empty husks and hear the incessant buzzing everywhere.
darksilenceinsuburbia: Annegret Soltau. Selbst 20, from the series Selbst, 1975-1976, 39 x 27 cm, photo overstitching. © Annegret Soltau.     Via
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"I sound awful saying it but I think it can be like that. I see a lot of people in unstimulating relationships. And not just boyfriend-girlfriend relationships. They find themselves in stagnant friendships. If people were a little less scared [of ending things] they’d get more out of life… You meet the right person at the right time and they fulfil a certain something in your life. You fulfil something in theirs. But there’s a time limit to that. Unless you choose to be bloody good company for the rest of your life, do you know what I mean?" - Laura Marling (via idontbelonginacoffeeshop)
diabetic-homeless-hookers: interrobangsandtildes: Clifford Hoyt, age 31, suffered serious injuries in an automobile accident in 1999. After he regained consciousness, he told a terrified nurse that he had died and visited Hell. He expounded on the tortures and anguish he experienced in frightening detail. He refused psychological treatment and was released. Several weeks later, Hoyt’s neighbors complained to their landlord that strange music was playing in his apartment at all hours of the night. Upon investigating, the building’s owner found Clifford in this condition. Mr. Hoyt was still quite lucid and protested when the landlord attempted to call the police. Concerned for the damage done to his property, he took photographs of the apartment, of which the image above is an example. He left and contacted Mr. Hoyt’s family, who contacted authorities. Clifford claimed that demons from Hell were still trying to capture him. He explained that his body would burn incessantly unless he played music to scare the demons away. He would only leave the house for short periods of time to get minimal supplies, including large blocks of ice to soothe the burning he felt as he tried to sleep. I know I’ve reblogged this at least twice. It’s still amazing though.
komron: A little stefan molyneux quote
arpeggia: Eduardo Mata Icaza - Stream of Inspiration, mixed media, 2012
acidbaby: niepokoje 3