Hahahahahahaha *breaks Down Into Tears*

When you’ve seen so many animatics from the fandom you aren’t actually a part of that you might as well be an expert on it😗✌️

And if people say otherwise, fuck ‘em. you’re amazing, beautiful, and deserve love

your weight doesn’t determine whether or not you’re beautiful. your family doesn’t determine whether or not you’re loved. your achievements don’t determine whether or not you’re deserving or intelligent.

stop loving yourself conditionally and letting these things tell you whether or not you’re good enough. you’ll always be good enough and you always have been.

does any other neurodivergent person or person with adhd find that when they have to complete a task their brain oversimplifies it, so it seems like something you can just push off until later because it won’t take that much time but when it comes time to do that task your brain is like noooo that’s too harddd you can’t do thatttt so either way you just can’t get the task done

This is important as hell. Reblogging to save a vag.

For only $20 you too can fuck Satan

TAKE A LOOK AT THIS CREAM. TAKE A GOOD LONG LOOK. 

MEMORIZE THE PACKAGING SO YOU MAKE SURE YOU NEVER BUY THIS CREAM FOR YOURSELF OR ANYONE YOU LOVE.

This post is about vaginas. My vagina in particular. I get yeast infections pretty regularly, and until recently I was able to afford to see a doctor who could prescribe me fluconazole.

Fluconazole, a drug also known by the brand name Diflucan, is a small pink pill. You take two pills a few days apart from each other to restore balance and harmony to your bountiful folds. I’ve never ever had a bad side effect from taking this pill.

Cut to November 2016. I’m a recent college grad without reliable health care coverage in the process of finding a job. And I’m dealing with a yeast infection. Before I moved out of state, my previous doctor told me about Miconazole. She said it was as effective as the pill and hallelujah, it’s over the counter! I decided to purchase the cream pictured above. This treatment only lasted 3 days, a convenient time frame for my schedule.

The application process was a little messy, and some of the cream came in contact with my vulva and labia. Within 5 minutes every piece of skin that had come in contact with the cream, excluding my hands, was on fire. I wanted to scream it was so painful. I began frantically searching for what I should do online. 

I found a whole forum of people on drugs.com who had experienced something similar. These comments saved me, and these were just on the first page. There were 33 pages total, the earliest dated July 2009.

I was writhing in pain at 2AM when I found this forum (which I found by searching “my vagina burn itch hurts after miconazole” on Google). As soon as I read these comments I threw the devil cream directly into the trash and jumped in the shower. I didn’t feel any actual relief until I reached in and scraped the cream out of me. I paid $17 plus tax on this bullshit, but I could have just as easily ripped up my money or paid someone to not hurt me. 

The moral of the story is that vaginal health care is is completely fucked up because we don’t have access to an over the counter cure for yeast infections that is safe for our bodies and also YOU SHOULD NEVER BUY THIS CREAM EVER.

Reblog to save a vagina.

it’s weird to think that no one knows me and perceives me the way i do

cus i am me so i’m seeing from the inside out

and they’re all seeing from the outside in

and all these people and things that perceive me only perceive the bits and pieces that i give them and they’re exposed to

and idk if i’ll ever perceive myself in the fullest sense

cus it’s not like i’m consciously aware of my brain doing stuff that it does automatically

but that’s something else entirely so i’m not gonna dwell on that

I wanna make that but like with a different design. Maybe wings or something.

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“I hope that someday, somebody wants to hold you for twenty minutes straight, and that’s all they do. They don’t pull away. They don’t look at your face. They don’t try to kiss you. All they do is wrap you up in their arms, without an ounce of selfishness in it.”

— Unknown