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Mar 1

rosalarian:

Feminism is having a wardrobe malfunction.

Does your brand of feminism remove barriers for women, or simply move them around? Does is expand options for women, or does it just shift them? You don’t liberate women by forcing them to choose option B instead of option A. What is comfortable for you might not be comfortable for someone else, and it’s entirely possible that what you see as oppressive, other women find comfortable or even downright liberating.

Before you think the girl in the middle is a strawman, let me tell you I used to be her, back in my misguided youth. I considered myself the standard to which other people should adhere. But that was stupid. It’s not up to me to tell people how to dress, and it’s much nicer to let everyone choose for themselves.

Some women would feel naked without a veil. Some women would find it restrictive. Some women would feel restricted by a bra. Some women would feel naked without one. Some women would feel restricted by a tight corset. Others love them. Some wear lots of clothes with a corset. Some only wear the corset and nothing else. What makes any article of clothing oppressive is someone forcing you to wear it. And it’s just as oppressive to force someone not to wear something that they want to wear.

You realize you are not alone, right? No one in their twenties has life figured out. It’s okay to be a mess. You’re living.

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Things my therapist told me today that almost made me burst out into tears. I need to remember this more often. (via michaelassbendr)

Are you Fucking kidding? I’m fucking 38 and don’t know what the fuck I’m doing.  I just try to look like I do and hope my kids and boss don’t catch on.

(Source: betterfailings)

hauntedmilk:

i am so fucking sick of ur deep as fuck shit night vale ur fucking me up

hauntedmilk:

i am so fucking sick of ur deep as fuck shit night vale ur fucking me up

(Source: stephisanerd)

frothyfrothy-loins:

zakdamien:

dragulationcomplete:

yourytsejam:

I cant believe justin bieber poisoned our water supply, burned our crops, and delivered a plague unto our houses

He did?!

No, but are we gonna wait around until he does!?

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(Source: selbink)

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castieltherebel:

oldfuckingspook:

steamboat28:

spookyhugchester:

you guys are dicks

it’s like they WANT to hurt us

(Source: all-deans-friends-are-dead)

Oct 8
theothergeekette:

Welcome to Night Vale by ~mad-englishman
FFFFFF PERFECT CECIL COSPLAY
HELP

theothergeekette:

Welcome to Night Vale by ~mad-englishman

FFFFFF PERFECT CECIL COSPLAY

HELP

the-army-of-mischief:

rainbownova:

scaredofpeople:

The world is such a beautiful place

NUMBER 12 MORE LIKE NO

Number 6 is on my bucket list

D&D, Pathfinder, yall got nothing on Earth!

(Source: terra-mater)

theburiedlife:

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles roll
ed into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full.. The students responded with a unanimous ‘yes.’The professor then produced two Beers from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand.The students laughed..'Now,' said the professor as the laughter subsided, 'I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things—-your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favorite passions—-and if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house and your car.. The sand is everything else—-the small stuff.'If you put the sand into the jar first,' he continued, 'there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life.If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you.Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.Spend time with your children. Spend time with your parents. Visit with grandparents. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and mow the lawn.Take care of the golf balls first—-the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the Beer represented. The professor smiled and said, ‘I’m glad you asked.’ The Beer just shows you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of Beers with a friend.

theburiedlife:

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles roll

ed into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full.. The students responded with a unanimous ‘yes.’

The professor then produced two Beers from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand.The students laughed..

'Now,' said the professor as the laughter subsided, 'I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things—-your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favorite passions—-and if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house and your car.. The sand is everything else—-the small stuff.

'If you put the sand into the jar first,' he continued, 'there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life.

If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you.

Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.

Spend time with your children. Spend time with your parents. Visit with grandparents. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and mow the lawn.

Take care of the golf balls first—-the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the Beer represented. The professor smiled and said, ‘I’m glad you asked.’ The Beer just shows you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of Beers with a friend.

Welcome to SuperWhoVale, Chapter One, Part 3

The Doctor looked around, his eyes darting across the buildings before him and his companions, the tip of his tongue darting to his lips. There were definitely strange things going on here. As well as he knew Earth, he could not remember ever hearing a tale told of Night Vale. He could not remember it’s future. The city was a mystery, and moreso for the fact that everything in it was so odd. But he had seen no evidence of alien interference, nothing of the sort of complication to humanity’s evolution that he had been safeguarding since first coming here, a millenium ago. Not that he hadn’t seen alien things here. Just that there was nothing unusual about it. Which, given the presence of aliens at this time, was itself unusual.

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