sea-rogue:

theconcealedweapon:

misaimed-archer:

Question: Do boys and girls even mature at difffered rates?

Only when it’s convenient for the people saying it, like when they’re trying to justify being attracted to teenage girls or not holding boys accountable for being creeps.

Physically: yes, ON AVERAGE, girls start puberty earlier, but it’s a case of overlapping distrubutions. The /mean/ starting age is earlier for girls than the /mean/ age for boys, but that leaves a LOT of room for overlap.

Mentally: no, society just expects many of the traits associated with maturity (things like poise, compassion, calm and thoughtful responses to stimuli) from girls LONG before it expects them from boys, if it ever expects it from them at all. Girls aren’t given a choice but to perform having “matured faster,” often to their own detriment.

ctrl-tibalt-del:

wizardoftrash:

wetwareproblem:

spiderman-against-pedos:

elasticcockatrice:

catalystforameow:

exigetspersonal:

bpdkipland:

bitchstew:

boggoth:

bpdkipland:

bpdkipland:

my favorite picture ever is the one that says “HELL IS FULL, BITCH” and then it has the national suicide prevention hotline on it. it makes me smile every time 

THIS ONE!!!!

I wonder who made these! I have this one saved:

Chaotic Good

*slamming my fists on table* I NEED MORE!!!! MORE!!!!

If anyone has the skeleton apologizing for triggering someone, I’d like that for my collection, please.

Here!

Plus some more^^

ME ME ME

Gangster Popeye, the inventor of this style and artist behind several of these pieces (I’m not sure about all of them, though they appear to be her style) is a Salvadorean trans woman. Her Patreon is here.

This is amazing, I always re-blog these when I see them!

Fonts you can hear uwu

chemicallywrit:

kaylapocalypse:

historicaltimes:

“Crazy Dion” Diamond at one of his sit-ins as a teenager in Arlington, VA. June 10, 1960

via reddit

All of those people around him are demons

hey guys! here’s some fun things i learned from this article about Dion Diamond:

  • he did these sit-ins by himself. like idk about you, but i always thought of sit-ins as organized by groups, what kind of bravery does it take, man
  • he didn’t tell anyone about it, like he was no glory-seeker about this. his parents didn’t even know until reporters started calling them up like “hey, did you know your son is in jail?
  • when someone called the cops he’d skedaddle out the back door although he was sent to prison multiple times
  • the last time he got arrested was in Baton Rouge, and the cops were so sick of him that they told inmates they’d put in a good word for anyone who gave Diamond a hard time. (the inmates didn’t take the bait.)
  • he’s still alive!

hark, a hero of our times!

sympathetic-deceit-trash:

splinterdirk:

batsalmighty:

schmergo:

puerto-nic0:

glumshoe:

glumshoe:

glumshoe:

I like haunted houses in theory BUT I have no idea how to react when the actors speak to you. They ask me a question and I just… answer it…

The scariest part of a haunted house is the unscripted social interaction.

Scary nurse in a creepy voice: “Do you have an appointment to see the doctor?”

Me: “Uh. Do you accept walk-ins?”

Scary farmer: “I like to kill people!”

My friend, brightly: “I like to die!”

Zombie : “AARRRGH”

Me : “Do you get dental insurance?”

Zombie : “TEETH!!”

This happened to me.

Scary prison dude: HELLO

Me: Nice to meet you!

Him: (pause) No it’s noooooot

My worst horror house experience was when I couldn’t find the (rather obvious) exit and the guy chasing me with a chainsaw stopped, sighed and pointed me to the exit, saying “please scream as loud as you can when you run out there” and just left. I disappointed the horror house chainsaw dude and I will never get over that

Guy: They are all my friends.. (motioning to hanging corpses; then grabs a noose) Will you be my friend? 
Me: Sure totally, you made me a friendship necklace? Oh my god your so sweet? 
Guy: … Yes.. Please, let me.. I cant I cant just go (laughing). 

– Got to walk a second time through– 

Same guy: My friends -wailing- 
Me: I came back I just really wanted to be friends so bad
Guy: (laughing more) Please, Im not allowed to laugh. 

I went to a Haunted House and literally befriended every actor there.

Specifically, I remember;

There were zombies walking around in the waiting room. I said “Hi!” and he gave me a high five. Every time he passed from then on, I got a high five.

Near the end, there were these twin little girls. “Come play with us.” They said. “Okay!” I said. “Forever.” They said. “Oh, sorry, can’t do that. I’m busy.”

I could hear them giggling.

naramdil:

you have this idea in your head that the only time you’re worthy of being loved is when you’re at your best. you’re still worthy of being loved when you’re at your lowest. you’re still worthy of being loved when you don’t want to go on anymore. you are still worthy of being loved even when you don’t love yourself. you are a human and therefore always worthy of being loved and don’t you fool yourself into thinking otherwise.