this heart belongs to a nightingale and two bunnies; return to nola if found
(also, a sparrow steals it from time to time.)

Let’s talk for a moment about apartment building etiquette.Rabbits are NOT what they seem to be.Next pageAnd now, the weather.

ivaan-ffxiv:

loisfullofscrap:

neon-squiggles:

donechesters:

pete860:

holy shit

#people underestimate how scary as fuck Pokemon would be if it were a movie not a children’s cartoon

I haven’t agreed with a tag more

Pokemon has the capacity to be frightening as shit, if you read between the lines.

Holy shiiit
did-you-kno:

Organic farmer Tony Dighera has been experimenting with growing produce into plastic-molded shapes since 2010. He started with cube and heart-shaped watermelons, and this year he’s created pumpkins in the shape of Frankenstein’s monster, just in time for Halloween.  Source

bigenderbeatnik:

bluntasaurus-sex:

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ray-winters-sings:

margorothspiegelmanthegreat:

ray-winters-sings:

You never know how much they say “Wildcats” in High School Musical til you have to drink everytime they do.

I’m reblogging this not because they say Wildcats a lot but because we’re acting on the assumption that people who are old enough to drink sit around playing drinking games to HSM and that’s beautiful. 

Currently

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littlecupcakenymph:

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Oh.My.God. 

There ARE ACTUAL REAL MEN OUT THERE??!

THAT RESPECT WOMEN?

THAT ACCEPT “no” FOR AN ANSWER?

What.is.happening.

Quick, reblog this everywhere so we can learn and grow as a species!

the fact that this is shocking is saddening.

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nursingmemes:

It’s called fall because everything is falling… leaves, temperature, bank account, gpa, self esteem

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This is the rape joke:
My best friend was four years old the first time his father came into his room at midnight and tore out his throat. He still has days when I cannot hold him because the memory of a bleeding trachea haunts his doorway. He has not been home for the holidays in many years, but – even now – hands are seen as weapons.

This is the rape joke:
I have been told by more than twenty people that they have been raped. To all of them, I asked where the rapist was. From none of them, I heard ‘jail.’

This is the rape joke:
Once my brother told me that I was so ugly, I would be a virgin forever. Unless someone raped me. But even they wouldn’t come back for seconds.

This is the rape joke:
I believed him.

This is the rape joke:
I now look at every woman on the street and wonder if the space between her legs is a crime scene, surrounded by ripped caution tape. The statistics tell me that this is so common that I will never be in a room that does not contain a survivor. Not even if I am in that room alone.

This is the rape joke:
I was thirteen years old, and he was supposed to be just a friend.

This is the rape joke:
When his older brother came home, the boy pulled away. He wiped the tears from my face and said ‘we should do this again some time.’

This is the rape joke:
When I finally told my parents, they asked what I had been wearing.

This is the rape joke:
I had been wearing my innocence. My trust. I had worn the love I held for humanity and expected to be treated well. I had never been taught that I would be that girl, the one who keeps a mine of secrets between her legs – that girl was the slut. I wasn’t supposed to be breakable.
What had I been wearing? I wore the rape joke, then I became it.

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This is the Rape Joke | d.a.s

After Lora Mathis’s poem “the Rape Joke

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myjamflavouredmindtardis:

She wears short skirts 
I wear gold shirts
She’s cheer Captain
But I’m Captain of the USS Enterprise suck it

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autumnalwolf:

Sky wars smoothen the warrior in me
My own battlefield veiled in insignificance
The instance the ocean above froths with fury
And the copper cage that holds my lucidity
Quakes like a trembling poplar
As every Zeus missile whispers menace
And there’s death in each rumble
And there’s hope in each stroke of muteness

© Agnieszka Mauch

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feministweeaboo:

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Those familiar with the slice-of-life anime genre have probably seen just about every scenario there is to be had. No matter how charming, it tends to get a little tired after a while. Until Saint Young Men came along.

In short, this lighthearted 2-part OVA and full-length movie is about two cheerful friends sharing an apartment in Tokyo. The only twist is that the two friends are Jesus Christ and Buddha on long-term vacation from heaven.

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shubbabang:

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consent is a hell of a thing aint it

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