#i heard a pop

[descendantofthesparrow]

the left side of my tongue is all numb/the nerves are busted due to the numbing shots and its bugging meeeeeeeeeeeeee

[thxnks4themrms]

OW FUCK I THINK I JUST PULLED SOMETHING

[inkskinned]

so one of the things that's so horrifying about birth control is that you have to, like, navigate this incredibly personal choice about your body and yet also face the epitome of misogyny. like, someone in the comments will say it wasn't that bad for me, and you'll be utterly silenced. like, everyone treats birth control like something that's super dirty. like, you have no fucking information or control over this thing because certain powerful people find it icky.

first it was the oral contraceptives. you went on those young, mostly for reasons unrelated to birth control - even your dermatologist suggested them to control your acne. the list of side effects was longer than your arm, and you just stared at it, horrified.

it made you so mentally ill, but you just heard that this was adulthood. that, yes, there are of course side effects, what did you expect. one day you looked up yasmin makes me depressed because surely this was far too intense, and you discovered that over 12,000 lawsuits had been successfully filed against the brand. it remains commonly prescribed on the open market. you switched brands a few times before oral contraceptives stopped being in any way effective. your doctor just, like, shrugged and said you could try a different brand again.

and the thing is that you're a feminist. you know from your own experience that birth control can be lifesaving, and that even when used for birth control - it is necessary healthcare. you have seen it save so many people from such bad situations, yourself included. it is critical that any person has access to birth control, and you would never suggest that we just get rid of all of it.

you were a little skeeved out by the implant (heard too many bad stories about it) and figured - okay, iud. it was some of the worst pain you've ever fucking experienced, and you did it with a small number of tylenol in your system (3), like you were getting your bikini line waxed instead of something practically sewn into your body.

and what's wild is that because sometimes it isn't a painful insertion process, it is vanishingly rare to find a doctor that will actually numb the area. while your doctor was talking to you about which brand to choose, you were thinking about the other ways you've been injured in your life. you thought about how you had a suspicious mole frozen off - something so small and easy - and how they'd numbed a huge area. you thought about when you broke your wrist and didn't actually notice, because you'd thought it was a sprain.

your understanding of pain is that how the human body responds to injury doesn't always relate to the actual pain tolerance of the person - it's more about how lucky that person is physically. maybe they broke it in a perfect way. maybe they happened to get hurt in a place without a lot of nerve endings. some people can handle a broken femur but crumble under a sore tooth. there's no true way to predict how "much" something actually hurts.

in no other situation would it be appropriate for doctors to ignore pain. just because someone can break their wrist and not feel it doesn't mean no one should receive pain meds for a broken wrist. it just means that particular person was lucky about it. it should not define treatment.

in the comments of videos about IUDs, literally thousands of people report agony. blinding, nauseating, soul-crushing agony. they say things like i had 2 kids and this was the worst thing i ever experienced or i literally have a tattoo on my ribs and it felt like a tickle. this thing almost killed me or would rather run into traffic than ever feel that again.

so it's either true that every single person who reports severe pain is exaggerating. or it's true that it's far more likely you will experience pain, rather than "just a pinch." and yet - there's nothing fucking been done about it. it kind of feels like a shrug is layered on top of everything - since technically it's elective, isn't it kind of your fault for agreeing to select it? stop being fearmongering. stop being defensive.

you fucking needed yours. you are almost weirdly protective of it. yours was so important for your physical and mental health. it helped you off hormonal birth control and even started helping some of your symptoms. it still fucking hurt for no fucking reason.

once while recovering from surgery, they offered you like 15 days of vicodin. you only took 2 of them. you've been offered oxy for tonsillitis. you turned down opioids while recovering from your wisdom tooth extraction. everything else has the option. you fucking drove yourself home after it, shocked and quietly weeping, feeling like something very bad had just happened. the nurse that held your hand during the experience looked down at you, tears in her eyes, and said - i know. this is cruelty in action.

and it's fucked up because the conversation is never just "hey, so the way we are doing this is fucking barbaric and doctors should be required to offer serious pain meds" - it's usually something around the lines of "well, it didn't kill you, did it?"

you just found out that removing that little bitch will hurt just as bad. a little pinch like how oral contraceptives have "some" serious symptoms. like your life and pain are expendable or not really important. like maybe we are all hysterical about it?

hysteria comes from the latin word for uterus, which is great!

you stand here at a crossroads. like - this thing is so important. did they really have to make it so fucking dangerous. and why is it that if you make a complaint, you're told - i didn't even want you to have this in the first place. we're told be careful what you wish for. we're told that it's our fault for wanting something so illict; we could simply choose not to need medication. that maybe if we don't like the scraps, we should get ready to starve.

we have been saying for so long - "i'm not asking you to remove the option, i'm asking you to reconsider the risk." this entire time we hear: well, this is what you wanted, isn't it?

[wigglebox]

Suptober - Day 1 | Autumn

[hugsarethugs]

my sleep schedule is still messed up-

[storminormins]

this image has been living in my brain for a full 24 hours

[moeblob]

...and they were coworkers. (an actual conversation from my last job)

[raiiny-bay]

the kids are goin to edgewave @aniraklova ✭

[temporal-discounting]

He's a bitch

He's a lover

He's a child

He's a mother

He's a sinner

He's a saint

He does not feel ashamed

He's your Hell

He's your dream

He's nothing in between

You know we wouldn't want him any other way

Lyrics adapted from Bitch by Meredith Brooks

Now with an Ed-focussed Part 2

[bjorkshire-pudding]

Smugishita

Bonus:

[despazito]

where are my patch sisters at

[astrolionking]

Tiny, a child: POPPY NO!

The literal fucking adults: POPPY YES!!!!!

I love these morons

[eyepatchoflove]

lestat being both french and italian explains everything, because there is actually nothing wrong with him, he's just like that.

[bylrndgm]

JULIE AND THE PHANTOMS (2020) // JULIE E OS FANTASMAS (2011) 1.01 - Wake Up // 1.01 - Enfrentando Fantasmas -> Julie meets the Band.

[oifaaa]

Always have in my brain that one post from years ago that said something like "when looking at your followers it's good to remember half of them are probably bots and a half of the ones left are probably inactive that's why I'm only celebrating reaching 1000 followers now" I just think that's the funniest way you can calculate how many people actually follow you

[compressedrage]

There were two terrorists the day Newgrounds fell. While the news stories described them as “twins” or “the duo”, they were different as night and day. 

They rarely saw the one they called The Chosen One. He stalked through the carnage, a wraith among the shadows. His mouth hung open, smoke billowing from it and wreathing his head like an unholy halo. The only clear sight through the haze was the two piercing eyes, leftover from laser burn. He would not hurt them. Destroy their homes, yes. Chase them away with spears of ice, yes. But he would never touch them. 

They prayed that they’d never come across The Dark Lord. He stood atop the website’s banner like a conquering king, backed by the fire he wielded. His cackling laughter mixed with the sizzle-snap of the flames, and he smiled as he wrought destruction. 

In the end, it was The Chosen One who ended it– dragging his companion back to the hole they crawled out of.  And then they disappeared. Leaving everyone else to pick up the pieces.