If it happens, it must be possible.

  • society: oh you have your period? well you have two options.
  • woman: okay.
  • society: you can use sanitary pads, which make you feel like you are wearing a diaper, and have the added fun benefit of being extremely uncomfortable and give you the extreme paranoia that they will not be enough coverage and at any moment with any movement or sudden sneeze you'll bleed over onto your clothes and walk around all day with blood stained trousers while everyone points and laughs at you.
  • woman: sounds awful. what's my second option.
  • society: a penis shaped wad of cotton that you shove uncomfortably inside yourself and it catches the blood before it leaves your body.
  • woman: still seems pretty awful.
  • society: wait! it gets better! there's the outside chance that using those will kill you!
  • woman: well, are they at least free? like how men can have access to free condoms? i mean, it's not like i'm choosing for this to happen.
  • society: HAHAHA! that's funny. no, you have to pay for them. and they're really fucking expensive.
  • woman:
  • society: oh, and if you tell anyone that you ARE on your period, your judgement, opinions, and reactions are going to be dismissed as the crazy ramblings of a lunatic.
  • woman:
  • society:
  • woman: i think i'll go with my third option.
  • society:
  • woman:
  • society: what third option?
  • woman: i think i'll bleed on everything you love.
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muirin007:

snapslikethis:

Just look at all of their faces individually

all i can see is james potter, kingsley shacklebolt, and sirius black high fiving in an ootp meeting 

help

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kinkydonuts:

gabite:

everything about shrek gets notes smh 

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I hate myself for the destruction I cause. I am made up of scrap metal that slits delicate skin, my heart is forged out of rotten wood salvaged from a ship wreck that leaves splinters on any other heart that makes contact with it. I know how to fix things, to patch them up and make them last a little longer, but it always falls apart and leaves ashes at my feet. Forgive me for the hurt I’ve caused you and understand that it was never my intention to slaughter your definition of love. Know that I loved you with all I had, but I’m only capable of so much. I did my best to warn you of how dangerous it is to play in the ruins, although I don’t think you understood what I meant. Despite all of this, all of the rubble that lays scattered around me, I know even in destruction comes hope. With the sound of a shatter comes the ability to see progress. I am learning to forgive myself, but I can’t blame you if you’re unable to do the same because I know I don’t deserve your compassion.

– I’m sorry (via giveit-time) Via dissolving soul


hanukkahlewinsky:

friend: “i can only bring one friend. wanna go?” 

me:

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hanukkahlewinsky:

friend: “i can only bring one friend. wanna go?” 

me:

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thehumorplace:

Haha why do people even try this kind of stuff?


contraception:

when ur best friend is sad

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