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indulgent & mediocre

9th:

(got my hairs cut, had photo shoot with dog.)

*she choosy*

"There’s no point to a guy yelling, “Hey sexy baby” at me out of the passenger window of a car as it speeds past. Even if I was into creepy misogynists and wanted to give him my number, I couldn’t. The car didn’t even slow down. But that’s okay, because he wasn’t actually hitting on me. The point wasn’t to proposition me or chat me up. The only point was to remind me, and all women, that our bodies are his to stare at, assess, comment on, even touch. “Hey sexy baby” is the first part of a sentence that finishes, “this is your daily message from the patriarchy, reminding you that your body is public property”."
My First Name Ain’t Baby: ‘Hey Baby’ and Street Harassment (via official-mens-frights-activist)

"Hey girl let me fuck you in the ass"

(via increasinglyaloof)

"On Periods: Let’s put this shit to bed right now: Women don’t lose their minds when they have period-related irritability. It doesn’t lower their ability to reason; it lowers their patience and, hence, tolerance for bullshit. If an issue comes up a lot during “that time of the month,” that doesn’t mean she only cares about it once a month; it means she’s bothered by it all the time and lacks the capacity, once a month, to shove it down and bury it beneath six gulps of willful silence."
Shakesville: Feminism 101 (via andotherdoublemeanings)

(via marshmallow-bunny)

disneytoonland:

Wynken, Blynken & Nod 1938
Shopping
etjustice420ous:

Batman sings the hits 
"

According to The Newgate Calendar, Alexander Bean was born in East Lothian during the 1500s. His father was a ditch digger and hedge trimmer, and Bean tried to take up the family trade but quickly realised that he had little taste for honest labour. 

He left home with a vicious woman who apparently shared his inclinations. The couple ended up at a coastal cave in Bennane Head between Girvan and Ballantrae where they lived undiscovered for some twenty-five years. The cave was 200 yards deep and during high tide the entrance was blocked by water. 

The couple eventually produced eight sons, six daughters, eighteen grandsons and fourteen granddaughters. Various children and grandchildren were products of incest. Lacking the inclination for regular labour, the clan thrived by laying careful ambushes at night to rob and murder individuals or small groups. The bodies were brought back to the cave where they were dismembered and cannibalised. Leftovers were pickled, and discarded body parts would sometimes wash up on nearby beaches.

With the Beans’ existence finally revealed, it was not long before King James VI of Scotland (later James I of England) heard of the atrocities and decided to lead a manhunt with a team of 400 men and several bloodhounds. They soon found the Beans’ previously overlooked cave in Bennane Head. The cave was scattered with human remains, having been the scene of many murders and cannibalistic acts. 

The clan was captured alive and taken in chains to the Tolbooth Jail in Edinburgh, then transferred to Leith or Glasgow where they were promptly executed without trial; the men had their genitalia cut off, hands and feet severed and were allowed to bleed to death; the women and children, after watching the men die, were burned alive.

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https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alexander_%22Sawney%22_Bean (via ewwwyuck)

just-about-to-break:

So, we were going over the axial skeleton in my forensic anthropology class today, and I just…

these are the happiest fucking vertebrae I’ve ever seen

image

(via valdanderthal)

Me

"He believes in serendipity. It’s what he named his small fishing boat, which is docked on a North Carolina lake. He believes that if he struggles with problems long enough, lets them simmer at low heat in the back of his mind, and leaves his thoughts open to ideas or perspectives he might never have considered, then the solution will eventually reveal itself through chance. It’s why when he was training he spent so many hours at the library flipping through academic journals from every realm late into the night. Engineering. Art. Dentistry. Many of the solutions to his challenges were out there, discovered by other people in other fields for other purposes; he just had to find them.”

i want my essay on bioprinting to be so good and objective that it instills fear into my professor.

jeromelol:

Let’s go to Australia
wolfdrawn:

drop top guddah
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