I burned like 3/4 of my forearm on the oven while I was making chicken and my mom was like “honey put some butter on it it draws the heat out” so she was rubbing a stick of butter on my arm and my stepdad was like “what’s for dinner” as he walked in and saw her slathering my arm in butter and he just slowly backed away
i actually had this conversation today
That’s it, WE CAN ALL GO HOME NOW.
There won’t ever be a better graphic that summarizes sexist double standards in today’s geek culture.
THIS IS OUR CULTURE IN A NUTSHELL.
"A flower does not think of competing to the flower next to it. It just blooms."
from Zen Shin Talks (via thatkindofwoman)
serymn, via leafstars)
When I was in a psychiatric ward there was a girl two beds away from me that used to do this. She’d do it for hours, just sitting there and rocking.
One day, I asked her why she did it.
“Because it takes me away”
“Away from what?”
When i started doing this on one of my therapy sessions, my shrink told me to keep doing that, because its a way to calm yourself.
unnatural-encounter, via littledepressionproblem)
okay we have excess funds, what should we do
maybe we could fix the video playe-