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Katie, Texan, Intersectional feminist. Cis- she/her pronouns!

pun-rocker:

You know why I love AUs? Because the whole point of them is that everything is changed, and yet these two people are still going to meet and fall in love- that they’re so set in stone and so meant to be that you can change literally everything in a hundred universes and they’ll fall in love over and over again. 

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misandry-mermaid:

chubbykirk:

i like boys in theory and then one gets too close to me adn im like nah

i hate boys in theory and then one is cute and I’m like hey

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chujo-hime:

I don’t know why this is making me laugh so hard

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jenniferrpovey:

alexofeddis:

thescienceoffandom:

Here are some basics on herd immunity, and here is some more technical research if you’re interested in the details! 

If you’ve ever heard my rants about vaccination, you know it’s a major topic with me. Because hey, I’m one of these immunosuppressed people this comic talks about, so it’s a bit of a sensitive subject. (“Oh, I’m sorry, you don’t like getting vaccinated? I don’t like having three month long respiratory infections because you gave me the freaking flu, but I guess you don’t care about that”)

Essentially, Ellen and her wonderful character Katherine have just said it better than I ever could—and using Shaun of the Dead references, too!!! It’s all about herd immunity—getting vaccinated isn’t just about your own health, it’s about the health—and non-zombification—of the entire human race.

Awesome explanation.

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reverseracism:

mvgl:

The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air 2x09 - “Cased Up” (November 11, 1991)

Relevant.

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lierdumoa:

iwatchforsasha:

Fantastic Breasts and Where to Find Them

That second to last panel is chilling.

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buckybarrnes:

never trust someone who says they don’t like captain america

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verily-i-say:

Petition to permanently ban the phrase “forcing a sexuality on someone.

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thekingofskeletons:

why do people try to get runners high when you can just shoot up heroin

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brinaabee:

First of all this post is racist as fuck. Is it because all of these women are black? NONE OF THESE NAMES ARE GHETTO and the amount of notes it has are disgusting. 
Ashanti - A common name in Ghana. It is a name from a powerful African empire. It is a fucking African name.
Aaliyah - It’s also a fucking African name. It means “High Exalted”, “Highest of All”, “To Ascend”. It also means Princess, Beautiful, Goddess, and some other beautiful meanings.
Beyonce - Oh look, another fucking African name. It means “beyond others”. It also derives from the French surname Beyincé, which is also her mother’s maiden name.
Ciara - It is of Irish origin and it means “dark haired beauty” or “black”.
Onika - Yet, another African name. It means warrior and is most often used as a boy’s name. 
Last but not least, Zendaya, which is also a fucking African name. It is a language of Zimbabwe/Southern Zambi. It means “To give thanks”.
Just because it’s not of your culture doesn’t mean it’s fucking ghetto. Who wants a common ass name anyway? You are racist and ignorant. Please educate yourself. 

brinaabee:

First of all this post is racist as fuck. Is it because all of these women are black? NONE OF THESE NAMES ARE GHETTO and the amount of notes it has are disgusting. 

Ashanti - A common name in Ghana. It is a name from a powerful African empire. It is a fucking African name.

Aaliyah - It’s also a fucking African name. It means “High Exalted”, “Highest of All”, “To Ascend”. It also means Princess, Beautiful, Goddess, and some other beautiful meanings.

Beyonce - Oh look, another fucking African name. It means “beyond others”. It also derives from the French surname Beyincé, which is also her mother’s maiden name.

Ciara - It is of Irish origin and it means “dark haired beauty” or “black”.

Onika - Yet, another African name. It means warrior and is most often used as a boy’s name. 

Last but not least, Zendaya, which is also a fucking African name. It is a language of Zimbabwe/Southern Zambi. It means “To give thanks”.

Just because it’s not of your culture doesn’t mean it’s fucking ghetto. Who wants a common ass name anyway? You are racist and ignorant. Please educate yourself. 

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hqlines:

Cleaning my room be like

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It’s Monday. I’m going home at 6pm and a middle aged man and a teenage boy are the only people left on the bus with me. I consider the fact that because the driver is also a man I am the only person left on the bus with the correct genetic makeup for boobs. I’m automatically scared, scared because of my own anatomy. I wonder how old I was when I realized that my own body was going to be the cause of the constant anxiety and fear I feel in situations like this. I get off at the last stop and the older man smiles at me while following me up the street. His smile drips, drips, drips and my heart is pounding, pounding, pounding. He turns off down another road, but I run the rest of the way home.

Not all men.

I’m at home on a Tuesday, beginning to plan the travels I want to go on next year. I dream of wandering the streets and meeting strangers. I just can’t wait to escape the city I’ve lived in for 17 long years. But… my mum is hesitant. She’s forever worried about the danger that being a young girl traveling alone can bring. I’ll be alone and she’s scared. Surely I’m invincible. I feel invincible. But I know, I know this danger is real and I can’t help but think to myself, if I feel unsafe in my own city, how am i going to feel in a strange place with strange men who don’t speak the same language as me? If I was my brother planning this, I would probably just be wondering if European girls are going to be hot.

Not all men.

Wednesday is a beautiful sunny day but I’ve always been told that I don’t have a “nice enough body” to wear a bikini on the beach. Ever since I was 6 years old I’ve thought that having tummy fat was ugly. That skin that doesn’t have a perfectly golden glow is undesirable. I amble to a clear patch of sand in my one piece and I can feel pairs of eyes latching onto me. Hairy men in speedos who I don’t look twice at eat into my body with their stares. I’m a piece of meat. I am a piece of meat? I am here for their amusement. Please don’t let me be eaten alive.

Not all men.

Thursday night two friends and I are walking to our god damn school dance when we hear “Jesus look at you! You sluts heading to a pole?” These words snarl out of the mouth of a respectably dressed man and we stop in horror. Shivers roll up my back in fear. It’s dark. We are alone. What. Do. We. Do??? One of us pulls the finger back. I can never be sure how quickly a sexist man can get angry so we walk quickly away. We’re angry, so so angry. But also so… deflated. I wonder if we deserve this shame.

Not all men.

Sitting on the internet, Friday night and scrolling down my Facebook newsfeed:

“Haha, good job at the game today bro. You RAPED them!”
“Damn with tits like that, you’re asking for it :P”

Another sexist comment…
Another sexist comment…
Another sexist comment…

I’m shrinking and shrinking and shrinking and I want to CRY because these boys don’t realize how small they make me feel with just pressing a few keys. I see these boys on the streets, I talk to these boys, I laugh with these boys. Dear GOD, dear GOD i hope these boys don’t think actions speak louder than words…

Not all men.

Three rules that have been drilled into me since I was young run through my mind at 1.30am on a Satur… Sunday Morning:

-Don’t ever talk to strange men
-Don’t ever be alone at night in a strange place
-Don’t ever get into a car with a stranger

I break all 3 of these laws as I pull open the taxi door. Making light conversation with the driver, he doesn’t see my sweaty hand clutching the small pocket knife I keep hidden on me at all times. He doesn’t even realize the fear I feel at his mere presence. He cannot comprehend it, he never will. How easy would this 15 minute car ride be if I was born a boy?

Not all men.

It comes to Sunday, another snoozy, sleepy, Sunday and someone has the AUDACITY to tell me not all men are rapists. I say nothing.

I’m a 17 year old girl.
When I am walking alone and it’s dark, it’s all men.
When I am in a car with a man I don’t know well, it’s all men.
When men drunkenly leer at me on the streets, it’s all men.
When a boy won’t leave me alone at a party, it’s all men.

Not all men are rapists. But for a young girl like me? Every one of them has the potential to be.

Not.
All.
Men.

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