Look, I Dont Know A Lot About Saints And Catholicism, But I Know St. Agatha Is Always Depicted With Her

Like ??? Are some people just not in constant pain?????? That must be so nice

messy thing just to get my thoughts down

dealing with the worst case scenario

your condom breaks

you feel a lump on your breast

your friends are ignoring you

you’re stranded on an island 

you got rejected by a crush

you get into a car accident

you got stung by a bee/wasp

you got fired from your job

you’re in an earthquake

your tattoo gets infected

your house is on fire

you’re lost in the woods

you get arrested abroad

you get robbed

your partner cheated on you

you’re on a ship that’s sinking

you fall into ice

you’re stuck in an elevator

you hit a deer with your car

you have food poisoning

your pet passed away

you fall off of a horse

you or your friend has alcohol poisoning

you have toxic shock syndrome

your house has a gas leak

Aliens are the least of our worries right now but listen to me. Aliens don’t want to hurt us but the government is gonna convince us they do and incite worldwide panic and start a real space war to avoid advancing technology for the general population because efficient non oil based energy that the aliens have will crush the capitalist industries that need it to thrive welcome to my ted talk

Kinda tired, kinda horny, kinda in the mood to start a revolution and dismantal capitalism.

(on depression and chronic pain, and those without it.)

Ignorance is Bliss

I had never truly understood the saying

“Ignorance is Bliss,”

The thought of not knowing is terrifying

But then I let someone in, and saw it there;

“Ignorance is Bliss.”

She has lived a life in Difference.

I wonder often if I would like to be

“Ignorance is Bliss,”

For to love without its opposite has become my day-star wish.

So now I see her in her Difference,

“Ignorance is Bliss”

And evny how she must live in her bones,

For in my bones lives a thing unblessed with

“Ignorance is Bliss.”

It knaws happily at the displacement in my gut.

Now spilling these guts from your mouth makes her wish for

“Ignorance is Bliss.”

But the wish manifests as disgusted pity.

How could i ever make the world love me?

“Ignorance is Bliss.”

When it is shrouded in all of this?

And you wish to understand the saying;

“Ignorance is Bliss.”

i wrote this about a friend who would only ever feel sympathy not empathy and the effort of the explanation exhausted me. Her ignorance is blissful as she has never woke up tired in a physical and mental way, bone deep aches that have to be left unrelieved.

please never offer condolences, sweet nothings

so now i ask you to think, what do you feel, sympathy or empathy? sure you may feel more, but of the two? can you feel the anger, the sence of injustice lingering between the words? can you hear that i am desperate?

Having “rad” or “radical” in your tumblr url is like wearing a red forward facing baseball cap in public

I love my sexuality because of how long it took me to understand it and it's place in my personality. I'm not sorry if you think i talk about it too much

not to sound too millennial here but it annoys me so much when I’m at a restaurant and someone I’m with will complain about the service being slow like buddy pal it’s fine it’s not that important

please reblog this if your blog is safe for asexuals

(an ace safe space)