I Hope I Can Be A Librarian Someday.

I love this so much please reblog. This makes me think about when my younger brother would tease me about it, and he still doesn't realize that any girlfriend he has will go through the same thing.

Teach boys about periods

My mother also talked about periods to my brothers.

When I first got mine I had terrible cramps. Crippling cramps. I once was camping with my family and a few of my big brother’s friends when my period came. My cramps were so bad that my mom gave me a full pain killer ( I was 13 and before that she only gave me pills cut in half).

I literally laid down on my parents’ air mattress and cried in pain for an hour before the pill kicked in.

My brothers friend came in to the big tent and I was just curled up and sobbing. Now, I was quite the tomboy and was known to rough house with my brothers and their friends and made sure I wasnt seen as just “a little girl.” So my brother’s friend was confused to see me openly weeping in the fetal position (seriously, these were the worst cramps I have had in my life. My vision went white). He asked what was wrong with me.

My big brother stood up immediately and suggested a nice long hike. During this hike I am sure he had a pretty awkward conversation with his friend explaining menstrual cramps, because when they got back the pain pill had (mostly) kicked in and I was sitting up at a table when my brother’s friend sheepishly asked me if I was feeling better. I said I was better, and he said good.

When we made s'mores that night my brother and his friend kept me well supplied with chocolate.

Making sure sons know as much about periods and menstruation as daughters makes them better brothers, better sons better fathers, and better men. A man that understands a period will not lightly accuse a woman of “being on her period” if the woman is in an argument.

Raise better sons Teach them about normal bodily functions.

I may be a Christian. But I'm not homophobic. I know how to treat people with kindness and respect. Something I think your dad needs to learn.

Reblog if you're not homophobic

Every url that reblog’s will be written in a book and shown to my homophobic dad. 

A proud Asexual as of 2019. And I would have a fancy black cape if I weren’t about to go to college and be really broke.

Reblog if you are ASEXUAL, SUPPORT ASEXUALS, or really really want to WEAR A REALLY FANCY BLACK CAPE

A Continuation of "Accident".

So... This is meant to be a Continuation of a fix made by @sallyxretro-nyc-archived. And me and @jentheone12. Really wanted to see it be brought to completion. So I was ultimately volunteered to do so. So let's begin.

Sal runs to the side of the bed where Joe is laying in the hospital bed. His face has multiple cuts and bruises, and his left arm and leg were in casts. But he was awake and alive. Sal rushed to his side. "Baby what happened to you, are you ok?"

Joe smiled and wiped the tears from Sal's face. "I'm fine Sal, just got into a little car accident, no big deal, just some guy who didn't know what a turn signal or speed limit was." But it was, while Joe would not need major surgery. He would need it for his left leg because it was broken in multiple places, including his femur.

Sal smiled and gently grabbed Joe's face and kissed him. He held his hand and laughed as they told funny jokes together. They waited until it was time for Joe to go into surgery. They placed metal pins in his leg to set some of the bones back in place and repair them.

Sal waited until they brought him back, Murr and Q had stopped by and left balloons, a stuffed animal, and some snacks. Joe was in the hospital for a few days until he recovered.

When he was able to leave, he had to be in a wheelchair for a few months so the bones could heal, the doctor had told him he would have a slight limp but nothing major.

Sal helped Joe inside and got him into bed. They cuddled together and watched movies while they ate pizza. Sal looked to Joe and kissed him before cuddling into Joe's chest. Joe smiled and wrapped his arms around Sal as they went to sleep. Joe found it funny how a car accident brought him and Sal closer together.

After 8 months Joe's leg was healed and he could walk around and you could barely tell he limped when he walked. After shooting for impractical jokers, Sal and Joe headed out to a fancy dinner for a date. They ate their food and told jokes that had them laughing out loud. Afterwards Joe got serious and grabbed Sal's hand. "Sal we've been together for a few years now and there is something I need to tell you. I was driving that day because I went to a store to get you this". He pulled a small velvet box out of his hand and held it up to Sal, who was covering his mouth with tears in his eyes. Joe smiled and opened it to reveal an engagement ring. Joe smiled and held Sal's hand "Sal Vulcano, will you marry me?" Sal nodded and Joe put the ring on his finger. They kissed and the whole restaurant erupted with applause. They went home as happy as could be. Funny how an accident can bring two people even closer together than before.

The end

Well.....if I must.

“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”

Damn it hardison!!!!!

Are these Hardison’s shoes?!

I used this when I really needed it and it helped..... And I hope it helps others to.

depression tips™

shower. not a bath, a shower. use water as hot or cold as u like. u dont even need to wash. just get in under the water and let it run over you for a while. sit on the floor if you gotta.

moisturize everything. use whatever lotion u like. unscented? dollar store lotion? fancy ass 48 hour lotion that makes u smell like a field of wildflowers? use whatever you want, and use it all over. 

put on clean, comfortable clothes. 

put on ur favorite underwear. cute black lacy panties? those ridiculous boxers u bought last christmas with candy cane hearts on the butt? put em on.

drink cold water. use ice. if u want, add some mint or lemon for an extra boost.

clean something. doesn’t have to be anything big. organize one drawer of ur desk. wash five dirty dishes. do a load of laundry. scrub the bathroom sink. 

blast music. listen to something upbeat and dancey and loud, something that’s got lots of energy. sing to it, dance to it, even if you suck at both.

make food. don’t just grab a granola bar to munch. take the time and make food. even if it’s ramen. add something special to it, like a hard boiled egg or some veggies. prepare food, it tastes way better, and you’ll feel like you accomplished something. 

make something. write a short story or a poem, draw a picture, color a picture, fold origami, crochet or knit, sculpt something out of clay, anything artistic. even if you don’t think you’re good at it.

go outside. take a walk. sit in the grass. look at the clouds. smell flowers. put your hands in the dirt and feel the soil against your skin.

call someone. call a loved one, a friend, a family member, call a chat service if you have no one else to call. talk to a stranger on the street. have a conversation and listen to someone’s voice. if you can’t, text or email or whatever, just have some social interaction with another person. even if you don’t say much, listen to them.

cuddle your pets if you have them/can cuddle them. take pictures of them. talk to them. tell them how u feel, about your favorite movie, a new game coming out.

MIND YOUR BUSINESS TACO

Aaah yes...that wonderful time of year..is upon us again.

Early Christmas thots don’t even @ me

Homosex, Hope, and butter 🧈