The Fact That He Doesn't Think It's Wrong?? Lock Him Up. At The Bottom Of The Ocean☺

I, too, would've jangled my balls

i would've fucked so hard as a court jester in ye olde i would've jangled my balls and done a little dance and sang my silly tunes i'd be so good at my job. alas i have to be on tumblr instead which is like a poor imitation of it

reblog and put in the tags something you are complimented on most often irl

𝕄𝕪 𝕜𝕚𝕟 𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 <3

𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒑𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔(✬) 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚'𝒓𝒆 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓

༻𝐄𝐮𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚༺

𝐾𝑎𝑡(𝑺1 𝒏𝒐𝒕 2)

𝐹𝑒𝑧𝑐𝑜✬

𝐽𝑢𝑙𝑒𝑠(𝑺1 𝒏𝒐𝒕 2)✬

𝑅𝑢𝑒

༻𝐌𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬༺

𝐽𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑒✬

𝐾𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛

༻𝐄𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐨༺

𝐵𝑟𝑢𝑛𝑜

𝐹𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑥✬

𝐴𝑢𝑔𝑢𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛✬

𝐿𝑢𝑖𝑠𝑎

𝑃𝑒𝑝𝑎

𝐽𝑢𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑡𝑎

𝐶𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑜✬

𝑀𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑏𝑒𝑙✬

༻𝐓𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐑𝐞𝐝༺

𝑀𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑚

4☆𝑇𝑜𝑤𝑛✬

𝐴𝑏𝑏𝑦

𝐽𝑖𝑛 𝐿𝑒𝑒✬

༻𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮!!༺

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༻𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐲 𝐌𝐞༺

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༻𝐁𝐨𝐤𝐮 𝐍𝐨 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐀𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐚༺

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𝑃𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑀𝑖𝑐

𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒖𝒑𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝑰 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒌𝒊𝒏

𝘈𝘭𝘴𝘰, 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴-

You can find the Creator of this pattern, KP_CrochetCreations on YouTube, Facebook, Instagram and on their personal webpage. I found this on Pinterest tho

Reblog if there's something wrong with you

intersex bodies are just as natural and regular as perisex bodies, the only difference is that perisex bodies are more common. being intersex is not a birth defect in the same way being a perisex woman is not a birth defect. nothing broke, nothing is "wrong" with us, we are just less common.

being a perisex woman or a perisex man isn't a medical condition and neither is being intersex. when our intersex conditions cause other health complications it is not because we are intersex, it is because of a medical condition associated with being intersex.

a person with a uterus who has endometriosis isn't experiencing a symptom of having a uterus they are experiencing endometriosis.

intersex bodies are heavily medicalized. they are treated as problems that need to be solved, but being intersex isn't a medical condition. we don't need to be diagnosed and forced through "treatment" to make us as close to perisex as possible, we need support, awareness, and acceptance.

tldr; intersex bodies are just as natural as perisex bodies. intersex existence needs to stop being medicalized

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This deserves way more recognition

This is the post I want you all to spread as much as you can. Do anything but I want it to be seen as much as possible. I don't care for any of my other posts as much as for this one. IF I DIE I WANT THIS POST TO BE SEEN. I WANT THE WORLD TO HEAR.

This is the memory of a 16 year old girl Katya from Mariupol. I translated it to English and I cried while translating. Please read this. Don't scroll. Don't be ignorant and indifferent.

Do you know the feeling of pain? Once I fell in love with a boy but he didn't love me back, and I thought that it was painful. Turned out that the real pain is to see your mother dying with your own eyes. And to see your brother coming to her again and again, asking her: "Mommy, please, don't sleep, you'll freeze". And we'll never visit her grave. She got left in the cold and dark basement.

We peed, slept and ate our last portions of food in the same basement.

Once uncle Kolya caught a pigeon, I think on the fifth or sixth day, and we fried it and we ate it. And then we all puked.

Mom held on until the end, she died three days before we evacuated.

I told my brother that she's sleeping deeply and that we shouldn't wake her up. But, I think, he understood everything. He understood back then when our lady neighbor died and we couldn't put her outside and she started smelling. And then it became quiet for awhile, uncle Kolya put her outside and got blown up by a hidden grenade (my note, this word "rastyajka" means a grenade with a string attached to it, not a stray bomb. It was put to kill civilians coming out from the basements). Mom cried a lot. After Dad's death, uncle Kolya was the closest person to us.

The dead bodies stink so much.

They were everywhere. I closed my brother's eyes with Mom's scarf so he didn't have to see it. When we were running I almost threw up several times.

I don't believe in your god anymore.

If he existed, we wouldn't have had to suffer so much. My Mother never, you hear me, NEVER did anything bad. She never even left uncle Kolya in another room until she got married. She went to church and confessed often, and so did I. Uncle Kolya gave up smoking so Mom wouldn't worry about him sinning. And your god took her away. The pastor told me something about her helping god there, but it would be so much better for her to help god here, by bringing us up.

I hate russia.

My own uncle is there. Do you know what he said to me today on the phone? "Katya? Which Katya? Girl, I don't know you. What war, which Katya?". And then he wrote me from a different number: "Katya, don't write me. It's dangerous for me and my family. And your mom won't come back".

I hate them! It was his own sister?! How possibly can a person do this???

You know what? I think I'm going to come back to Mariupol. And I'm gonna live on the same place as before. And everyday come into the basement of the new building to put flowers.

It's also scary when the kids cry when it's forbidden. It's forbidden because we needed to not be heard.

These monsters found people in the basements and killed them. Those, who survived, told us that the russian soldiers could rape kids, the elderly and even dead bodies.

If there is a god, why does he let it happen?

I don't want to live anymore. We may be separated now, I suppose. I may not ever see my brother again. And why? Why did this putin "save" us? We lived so well, we even bought a car. Uncle Kolya promised to teach me how to drive. And they even burned the car. And our flat is no more. I want to die and I can't.

Please, hug your kids! Otherwise when you die, they might not remember your smell. If I handle it all and have kids, — I'm going to hug them 24/7.

***

This is it. Now it's time for you to do your part. Do a tag game, tag all your mutuals, do EVERYTHING BECAUSE THIS SHIT IS IMPORTANT. THIS IS MY HONEST HUMAN SCREAM TO YOU AND I SCREAM TO YOU TO SPREAD THIS MEMORY. THIS IS THE ONLY THING THAT MATTERS, NOT OSCARS, NOT MEMES, NOT EVERYDAY LIFE. EVERY DAY OF WAR, EVERY DAY WE DON'T GET OUR VICTORY IS THE DAY WE LOST MORE OF OUR INNOCENT PEOPLE. MAKE A GODDAMN CHANGE, PEOPLE!!!

Yours truly

Felt this on a spiritual level🥲💔

everytime my acne clears up i get my period and everything comes back again

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