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Reblog to hug prev poster (they need a hug)

As summer is approaching, I’d like to remind everyone that you are not entitled to ask someone to cover up their scars, self inflicted or not. I don’t care if they’re big, I don’t care if they’re noticeable, or purple, or all over their body, or what. You can’t police people’s bodies.

This also goes for my friends with feeding tubes, ostomy bags, central lines and urinary catheters. People are allowed exist in bodies that stray from the expected norm.

not to gross u out but i daydream abt u resting ur head on my chest and ur completely at ease and ur safe and warm

i am an intense person and i am going to be an intense person for the rest of my life but the right people will stick around i think hopefully

engineers spend all this time designing these error-correcting algorithms and then have collective heart attacks when you have the audacity to actually use them.

office chair hungry, feed it skirt hems

You wanna let your long skirt get tangled up in my wheels so bad

chair Wheel perfec t size for put skirt in to n\ap! inside very Soft and Comfort skirt not get stuck put hem in Chair Wheel. Put Hem In Chair Whe. no problems ever in chaair wheel because good Shape and Support for skirt hem weak of big skirt hem. Achair wheel yes a place for a hem put hem in chair wheel can trust chair for giveing good love to skirt. friend chair

i tried explaining to this girl at a party once how i could be gay and asexual at the same time and it basically boils down to never being into anyone but like once a year i’ll find a man attractive. and she was like “so what am i if i only like girls, and i’ve never found any of my boyfriends attractive and and i just wanna do cocaine all the time?” i was like “you’re a lesbian with a coke addiction?” and she was like “woooooah”. she broke up with her boyfriend that night and had a threesome with two girls in the bathtub. rebecca if you’re out there, i hope you’re going places. well, not far, since you’re electronically tagged. but spiritually.

Maybe just once, we'll all just turn our muskets to the sky. From our tight ranks and held positions, we'll walk towards each other and embrace. All sisters, far from home- all the same. The drums will stop beating and the far off artillery will give one last cry of relief. The orders of our officers will catch in their throats as we return to the games we played as children; with mud in our skirts and rhyming songs in half a dozen different languages. Maybe we'll all go back home.

and i do think that humans in general arent really made to be constrained to romance and monogamy in the way its enforced and understood now and i do think a lot of people only feel like they really need it because its whats expected and normal. But i say that and people get mad at me so

like im not gonna claim to be an expert on psychology or whatever the fuck but like. the idea of only having ONE extra special all important person who must meet all your needs perfectly and who cannot be substituted for anybody else and who everyone else in your life must be lesser than in your eyes is insane

I lowkey hate when programs talk to me in a friendly way. "don't worry, nearly there!" Shut up. It should say "loading 64.3% completed. Do not turn off device" and absolutely nothing else. You arent my friend you are computer. Act like it