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being sick & miserable objectively sucks, but it has become significantly easier to cope with since learning that “sickness behavior” is a well documented part of the body’s immune response

feeling not only physically but also emotionally like fucking garbage is unfortunately an extremely effective way to force your body to prioritize fighting infection & keeping you alive. i don’t have to like it, but knowing why i get weepy & pathetic when sick does help at least a little

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wait isnt gender over today

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I cannot stand the parodies of modern major general, they're overdone and simply not as good as the original. They've done them about everything, whatever topic, big or small.

And when i notice one of them my eyes will always start to roll.

The diction's always slurry when they rush the complicated words, and adding many fricatives will turn it so cacophonous. The slanted rhymes are silly and they keep just making more and more, please someone stop the parodies of modern major general.

The scanning of the lyrics in the meter is unbearable, they emphazise the syllables in ways that are untenable, in short in matters musical, prosodic and ephemeral, i cannot stand the parodies of modern major general!

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The Two Towers by Marko Manev

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In 1934-1936, trans brothers Mark and David Ferrow of Yarmouth, UK, both transitioned at age 13 with full parental support. Mark medically transitioned first in 1939 at 17 and his brother soon followed. “Though we have been girls, we have both felt men at heart,” Mark told a reporter. Their stories show that trans youth can grow up to be happy, celebrated adults.

David lived in their hometown of Great Yarmouth, UK for the rest of his life. He became a local icon. At 15, he started selling books. He later ran a wildly successful bookshop until death in 2006, age 81, 68 years after transitioning. He had a daughter, Jan, who supported his work. The whole town adored him. Why, yes, that is a mug of his face. Mark, always passionate about art, joined the Kirby Muxlue Players troupe as a writer and traveled throughout the UK. His David Gower painting is currently in the UK’s National Portrait Gallery! His art still hangs in collections all over the country - although it’s almost never recognized as being by a trans artist. Mark married Edna Hall in 1942 and died in 1991, age 68, in Leicester. It’s important to mention that it’s unclear if both men are intersex despite the reports. At the time, it was customary for non-intersex trans people to claim intersex conditions in order to access care (e.g. Roberta Cowell). Regardless if they were trans or intersex and trans, I would hate their underreported stories to be forgotten!

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Love being brutally called out by the British Library

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God the 11 year old girls you put on this earth to climb trees and play with plastic animals are buying foundation at the drug store

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some people are afraid to be cheesy. I live my whole life on the charcuterie board

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When a small mammal scrunches up and cleans its face and whiskers with its little hands very rapidly. I just wanted to give you that thought for a moment did u like it.

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have you lot heard about the tiktoker who’s taking on the actual government over a parking ticket? because she’s a hero

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oh god I got a picture of the moon you tumblr bitches are gonna LOVE

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*gets different kinds of pseudoscience confused* you only use 10% of your brain until you're 25

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girl who cums from having unpleasant things done to her. has anybody ever been this way before ?

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Can you imagine how utterly exhausting it must be to work at The Bronze? Not just dealing with routine property damage and disaster on a weekly basis, but also becoming uncomfortably familiar with the nonsense ridden lives of Buffy and her friends because they always bring that shit RIGHT to your door. You’d be taking out the trash and see Spike and Buffy fighting for the first time. You’d just have to accept that this 16 year old girl and some grown billy idol looking dude had major beef for some reason and you’d be subjected to the most bizarre updates over the years. You’d be wiping down a table and hear her blueballing him with some obscene speech about riding him and warm champagne and be unable to breathe. you’d have to serve her as she orders chicken wings for him and try not to stare as they play pool and casually talk about some girl he apparently murdered in China??

Buffy is still around every now and then but spike just keeps coming back for the blooming onion and you start wondering why he’s become such a loser when he started off acting like such a badass.

and then one week a literal troll destroys the balcony because…that’s a thing that happens, and you get the distinct vibe that spike is trying to impress buffy in how he responds to it and then he pouts when it doesn’t work, and you’re like oh dear god does he have a thing for her? is that where we are? this is pathetic. It took you a couple of years to accept that vampires are real, but you’re finding it even harder to accept that vampires are capable of being this…lame.

You’re collecting empty bottles one night and you hear her tell him to fuck off, and you think oh thank god the nightmare is over. he shows up the next night with some wacko british chick and while you’re relieved you don’t have to witness anymore drama between him and buffy you’re pretty sure they had something to do with the dead couple you find on the reconstructed balcony at the end of the night.

some time goes by, you don’t see spike or buffy as much and you’re beginning to relax, hoping that she’s off destroying some other bar’s pool cues and he’s found some self respect.  then one night when you are actually enjoying your shift because michelle branch is on stage and the spirit room was your jam, you walk around the staircase and see those motherfuckers aren’t just back but they’re making out against one of the beams like two naval officers after lights out

at this point you’re about ready to quit. the werewolves, vampires and troll havoc are one thing, but the only girl who ever shows up to put a stop to it clearly has a such a disastrous personal life that you don’t know if you can trust her judgment or ever feel safe again. does she even kill lowlife vampires anymore or has she just decided she prefers dating them? you start taking less shifts, your manager understands, they still have nightmares about that time buffy’s bookish friend’s vampire dominatrix twin held everyone hostage for a night. you take some time to get back to yourself, you relish the peace and quiet, the freedom. you take up needlepoint. but after a while money gets tight and your cat needs new ear medicine. you return to work full time, feeling brave, feeling ready.  besides, you heard through the grapevine that buffy like fully died. you wear your new shoes, the ones that are good for your back but don’t look like it.

your first night back you find out that buffy is in fact alive.

because spike is fucking her from behind on the balcony at 8pm on a tuesday in front of god and your own long suffering eyes.

you quit. 

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i’m just saying aragorn son of arathorn oh im sorry STRIDER (one of them rangers what his right name is i never heard etc etc) didn’t need to be that sexy at the prancing pony. like ostensibly he’s trying to lay low but even dipshit little [relatively] eighteen y/o frodo is like hey what’s the deal with that extremely ostentatiously sexy man in the corner

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“Take year 3 student Emma Glenfield, who started with a simple question about magpies and wound up conducting some cutting-edge research almost by accident."