Self care.

You're asexual? But...

“but sex is what makes us human!”

  in 1916 a French officer in his twenties writes his

doctoral dissertation under

heavy mortar fire.

he sends it by mail, a page

at a time, to his wife.

a week before he’s to step up to the podium and

defend his work rather than hiscountry

he is killed in action.

even as the bullets rip

through him he still wishes he could have become a professor

in French literature and

the university awards him a posthumous Ph.D.

sex is

  a woman breaks down in tears on the phone because

a week is not enough time to

get over a breakup.

her sister drives an hour across town,

comes up the front steps with

a gallon of ice cream and somebeer

and together they eat moose tracks and marathon

every

single

Godzilla movie

ever made.

  sex is

she’s late for work but her car isn’t

starting and even through her coat and hat she’s cold.

she knows she can’t be late again because she’s missed

one time too many already because her

father’s nurse was sick with the flu and someone

needed to help him bathe.

the clock ticks past fifteen after and she hits

the wheel like it’s a heavy bag as though that will help

steps on the gas like the car will go

and wonders how she will pay rent

and how she will feed her father.

sex is

  it takes three people to hold the predator down because

even with the cover over his head

a bleeding eye and shattered wing

he is trying to hurt them.

none of them have seen this bird before in their lives but

they bandage his wing and head and give him a painkiller and

put him in a warm place to sleep and heal because

it is right.

at first he is paralyzed and cannot

fly but soon he is taking steps

and then fluttering, and then soaring, and

six months later he is whole and healed and hunting.

once he is gone they never see him again

which means they’ve done their jobs right.

sex is

  in 1969 a girl watches grey-and-white footage on her parents’ tiny television and

can’t quite believe that what she is seeing is not a movie set but

another planet.

the men on the screen look a little like

aliens with bulbous heads and no faces and fat

marshmallow arms

but they are still men.

her mother puffs on a cigarette behind her and declares that

this is progress

even if it was just a small step.

the girl grows up to be not an astronaut but a secretary

and her boss calls her ‘sweetheart’.

but sex is

  a boy is taught that real men don’t cry so

he doesn’t.

when his best friend dies from a self-inflicted

gunshot wound, he locks himself

in the shower every day and sobs under scalding

water until it runs cold

so nobody will see him grieving

so nobody will see that tears are just love that

has no place left to go.

he learns to dull love rather than suppress its expression and

soon the owner of the liquor store knows him by name.

three DUIs, two evictions, and twelve steps later,

he is feeding people at a homeless shelter,

and telling them it’s all right to cry.

Sex is

  the broken man tells the comedian

that he didn’t mean to step in front of the car but the rain

made it hard to see.

he seems okay but his leg

does not.

the comedian clutches a grubby receipt with the driver’s

plate number scrawled on the back

in pink pen, stands out in the rain so the broken man

can have his umbrella,

and gives him the comedy routine that ruined his career

so the man doesn’t think about the pain in his leg.

once he’s out of the hospital, the fixed man sends him a thank-you card

with kittens on it.

what makes us human

  yawning is contagious,

and there is a species of bird whose young we call “pufflings”.

melodic collections of sound, spaced by silence,

can move us to tears.

the tallest building in the world is

two-thousand seven-hundred and seventeen feet tall.

in less than eighty years we went from our first powered flight

to touching the moon,

and in one-hundred from the first phone call

to instantaneous connection between thinking machines of our own creation.

we make pies out of tree organs

and let cow’s milk ferment until it hardens and then

we put them together, because apple pie with cheddar cheese is delicious.

what makes us human is

the earliest fossils of anatomically modern humans are

two-hundred thousand years old .

we have had pet dogs

for sixteen-thousand of those years, longer

than corn

or the wheel.

the steps we take are part of

one of the most energy-efficient gaits the

animal kingdom has ever seen.

we invented the concepts of love

and hate

and justice, and mercy

and we invented the language to convey them.

we sharpened rocks, then metal, to convince other people

who don’t hold the same idea of those things as we do

because we think

it’s right.

we are two hundred millennia of love and disappointment and

sorrow and innovation and

mercy and kindness and dreams

and failure

and recovery.

but sex is what makes us human.

Ok guys so I am doing a science. It’s for my sexuality unit of my psychology class.

I want you to Reblog this post if you’ve heard AND believe in the existence of Asexuality.

I want you to like this post if you have either never heard the term, or if you don’t believe in it.

Please help with the science. Thanks

cat logic is so simple yet so effective. dont like something? smack it as far away from you as possible. literally flawless reasoning.

hey guys reblog with what niche art genre you are

Why can nothing go my way right now? Last week, I had to fix our air conditioner ($450). This week, our hot water heater died and I haven’t called yet to ask about replacing it since it’s only 4 years old, but if I have to buy a new one, that will be another $400.

Like, when do I get to catch a break? I just wanted to relax and enjoy my summer, and paint. Now I don’t know how I’m going to make my car payment in 2 weeks.

Update: new water heater is installed. Let’s hope things change for the better now.

FREE PADS AND TAMPONS

Hey all you lovely people who have periods, the world is starting to look a little bit brighter now that certain tampon/pad companies have started to allow people to receive small kits and samples of pads, maxi pads, liner, and tampons for free. And I mean 100% free and discreet. You just have to give them your address and name, and bam! You’ve got all the menstrual cycle products you could ever need for no cost. Links below!

U by Kotex

Always

Playtex

Poise

i expect everyone to reblog this

Reblog this everyone.

For all our period-having followers, if you can’t afford pads or tampons, or need to save money to buy things like food, then here’s some resources!

Be safe! You are loved!

-Mod Sam

Most of the links above are old/broken/etc. Here are some updated ones (mid-2019): U by Kotex (AUSTRALIA) U by Kotex Poise Playtex High School Program Carefree *coupons only* Libresse if in the UK Libresse in Other Countries Other Organizations Donate to help others

Literary facts:

This just reminded me that you can write whatever you want in whatever way you want and I love that

Have you ever wondered where books come from?

Well then, let me show you, because that’s what I do for a living.

Right now, it’s this time of the year, and the little ones have just freshly hatched:

You’ll notice they’re still blind and naked when they hatch. So I make them little coats to keep them warm during their first winter:

See how they happily line up to put them on:

See? Better. Now they’re ready to go and explore the world.

And if they make it through the winter and we take good care of them, they will grow up to be strong and wise like their older fellows:

So, in case you were ever wondering, now you know.

As a Publishing Professional I can say that this is 10000% accurate, and I am a little concerned you’re just giving away all of our industry secrets on Tumblr.

I am a famousy awards-winning author of BOOKS and I endorse this post.

I’ve seen this post 800 times and am only now realising that Neil Gaiman endorsed this post

harry potter, surprising literally everyone, retires from being an auror to make ceramics in a cottage in the hills. “i don’t know,” the boy who lived said in a statement. “becoming a potter just seemed right, you know?”

I’ve been on this site for how long and I am in shock it took this long for a potter joke

i draw and make pottery but ive never drawn somebody doing pottery so this was fun and i fully support this even if its just a joke lol

#youre a hazard harry

A different kind of friendship

at what point in history do you think americans stopped having british accents

Actually, Americans still have the original British accent. We kept it over time and Britain didn’t. What we currently coin as a British accent developed in England during the 19th century among the upper class as a symbol of status. Historians often claim that Shakespeare sounds better in an American accent.

whAT THE FUCK

I’m too tired for this

Always add in the video that according to linguists, Native southern drawl is a slowed down British.

T’ be or not t’be, y’all.

Fun fact: Same thing happened with the French accent. French Canadians still have the original French accent from the 15th century.

Êt’e ou n’pô zêt’e, vous z’auts.

I’ve been trying to find this post for months. I’m freakishly obsessed with this and want the truth of what early colonists sounded like.

They sounded like cowboys apparently

So does that mean whenever an American is cast for a period piece set in Colonial America or Britain, that’s actually more historically accurate than casting a British actor?

Wh….

The accents of New England states (New York and Massachusetts are the most iconic of that category) developed after England changed their accent because they had thriving port towns that had daily interactions with English sailors

I’ll never forget my semester in England, taking a Shakespeare adaptations class, watching different versions of the plays, the Professor brought this up one day, “Do you want to know who sounds the most like Shakespeare in this class?” Pointed at me.

i saw a couple posts about this but i want to reiterate the point that you dont have to have some dramatic coming out story. 

you dont have to have a “coming out story” at all.

i said to my mom “i think im transgender” in an american eagle dressing room after months of already trying to present as masc and expressing gender confusion. she bought me new jeans and we went home and i guess she told my dad.

i started going to an lgbt youth group shortly thereafter and the first time i attended i didnt have a new name picked so when they asked me i literally made one up on the spot. when my dad picked me up he saw the “hi my name is” sticker on my shirt and thats how my family was informed of my new name. the name i ultimately decided on and changed to legally i chose after some considerable thought, but i went by that name for a year and a half, and thats the name my parents still call me a lot as a nickname.

if you had the “mom, dad, i’m gay” talk and there were lots of tears and tissues that is your experience and by that fact alone it is an important story to tell. but stories that dont follow that formula and dont have some dramatic climax or make-or-break point are just as important and just as valid.

The road to self-acceptance and mustering up the courage to come out is already a tremendously intensive mental battle for most of us and ought to be recognized just as much.

I think it’s important that we push the positive coming out narrative a bit more. There are many coming out stories that cause incredible fear, especially among youngsters in the LGBTQ+ community. Horrible coming out experiences are real and it is not my intention to shove positive experiences in the faces of people who have had negative experiences and make them feel bad about it. All experiences, bad ones, neutral ones, and good ones matter and will guide others in the coming-out story that they have yet to write. It is vital for the flourishing of gay souls all around the world that we bring a more balanced view on the coming out experience. You know the people best to who you wish to come out to and how they would most likely react. Here are some ‘positive’ coming out experiences:

I already knew my family is hella supportive of everything lgbtq. we were making fajitas (like the 4 of us crammed into our kitchen and chopping vegetables) and I blurted “hey so I’m bi” and my mum literally went “yeah we already had that figured out babe” and I almost cut myself in the finger

This very much made me smile

*minor inconvenience*

Me: