Starting on Monday, thousands of university students in Hong Kong have been gathering at the Chinese University of Hong Kong and Tamar Park (outside the government offices) to protest the National People Congress (NPC) of China’s decision to restrict the right to vote for…
I don’t have much followers but.. in solidarity for Hong Kong!
boy howdy i sure love nutrients
Wow me too!! I love to put them in my orifice and digesting them m-mm
Joan Roughgarden (2004) Evolution’s Rainbow: Diversity, Gender, and Sexuality in Nature and People, University of California Press, Berkley
They also add words like “masculine” to describe female hyenas etc..
Science is not all that neutral we think it is. Take descriptive words that relate to human social interactions or culture with a huge grain of salt when you find them in science literature!
sensitive nipples to the point she is screaming when i brush up against them on accident
her blam load must be about 2 pints worth of whatever that liquid is that comes out of anime girls
she has to be a virgin every time we have sex
her breasts must be as big as two propane tanks, and they must jiggle as much as a waterbed
must fit 40 inch cock easily in mouth
also has to be able to do that thing where their eyes go up and their tongue sticks way out while theyre making peace signs with their hands
Oh my god.
THAT IS PERFECT
I had a real scare a couple of days ago when we had massive piles of snow fall on us for 30 hours straight. I love my fall weather, the world cannot be so cruel as to take it away from me.
It’s all melted now and the weather is gloriously wet, damp and dark as hell.. or as we say here “sack-in-your-hear-dark”.
I went to walk my dog and as an avid hater of humanity and mankind, I knew this was the kind of a weather I would not have to see another human in. So I let my dog loose and enjoyed a walk in complete darkness.
Dark is something we don’t get in Finland a lot. When it’s summer sun never sets down, and when it’s winter the sun hardly ever comes up, but the snow makes up for it and reflects so much light, it’s very easy to navigate in the night-time.
But Fall. When it’s Fall, it’s completely dark at night, the sun sets properly and there’s no snow to save you. I hate snow. I hate it a lot. I don’t hate cold, but just specifically snow, because it sticks to you and melts slowly making your nature experience all sad and damp.
Fall in the other hand does things properly. It rains honest-to-god water and it’s dark when it should be dark. Fall is my best friend.
So I had the nicest walk in a while. I could just mind my own fucking business with no people around, and just feel at home in the cradle of a stormy forest.
It was really windy and eerie, and big, plump drops of water drizzled on me. Dog was stoked, too. I taught him to navigate me out of a dark forest and I kept telling him he does a good job and he just sprinted and zig-zagged in joy with each praise.
The weather got me feeling poetic, and I thought of how I would love my existence as a spirit. I’d be this slenderman-like dark figure. My arrival would be indicated when black, foreign dogs appear to roam around the town. No one can quite get close to these dogs and they don’t seem to be bothered by anything around them.
When this is noticed it’s better to cover your prized fruit trees and brew some tea, because when it’s dark the rain comes, led by a dark figure, the sentient form of the Fall storms.
If you get lost in the woods during this storm and you happen to meet this spirit, it will grant you courage to survive, and find your way back home.
Devi, 1960, Satyajit Ray
Whoa, I’ve never before got chills when looking at a picture!
BRRR! Got again, when I looked at this set while reblogging <3 hahaa
y’all r gettin way too accurate with these it’s scaring me
Now I know my halloween costume!
This made me feel so sad.
I had this dog I grew up with, she was with me from when I was 13 to when I was 22-23. In the last year I’ve had dreams where I see she is alive, and we just reunite and it feels normal and right, and I regain all the lost pieces of me. I am not who I am without that dog, I will never stop missing her.
It got to a point where I considered killing myself for the slim chance of God being real and us meeting again as souls.
I got a puppy dog now who is absolutely wonderful, but the thought gnaws on me how no one else will ever be Her.