A super girly and peppy blonde girl who wears bright pink dresses and skirts everyday is best friends with a quiet goth girl who of course sports all black clothing and big lace up boots. Someone jokes and yells to them “Hey look, a fairy and a vampire!” The blonde turns around and flashes a fanged grin and says “She’s human actually.”
This has been done before, I’m sure.
Saw this somewhere else and felt the need to post it cause no one else ever really tells you this stuff
My mom never really noticed. She noticed when she was breast feeding my little brother and blood started coming out instead of milk.
My mom said she felt and saw a little lump in the shower. She was lucky enough she found it at stage 2
My mom had a mammogram. The radiologist thought the spots were just regular calcium deposits.
Turns out it was triple negative breast cancer that had spread to her lymph nods. Mastectomy, radiation and chemo saved her life.
This could SAVE a life.
dont be embarrassed to reblog, this post could be life saving
Signal BOOST and pass it on. I had a breast cancer scare before (luckily it was just scar tissue…) and information like this kept me calm and collected at the doc’s.
As a cancer patient myself, who found my own cancer through a supposed LARPing injury last year, i know how scary it is and how important it is to catch it early. Please spread this around!
listen to ur boobs
its all in the boobs
hoW MANY TIMES AM I GOING TO REBLOG THIS ! SORRY FOLLOWERS , #sorrynotsorry
REBLOG,THIS COULD SAVE SOMEBODY!!! DONT BE EMBARRASSED!!!
Reblogging because my Aunt died from breast cancer, I don’t want anyone else to miss these signs
Source. This is a real thing. It’s happening.
This is HUGE news, and of course no one is talking about it because it is not a part of popular culture. For the first time in the history of the world, there is a possible preventative cure for one of the most deadliest viral diseases to have entered the human gene pool. There is hope for those who have been diagnosed with a disease that may have given them only 20 or so years to live. This breakthrough in the science/pharmaceutical community means that other viral diseases and genetic mutations that were once incurable are now on the table for complete eradication. I’m absolutely seething that no one is talking about this on the news 24/7.
and while this is hella important, herpes is getting complex to the point there is no cure or no way to work with it.
I really need both of these to go viral.
Q:Hi Amy, I have a prompt/fic idea for you :) Future fic when Sterek are already in an awesome relationship and someone (probs Peter) takes away Derek's memory of Stiles, not full-on amnesia he only forgets about Stiles but his feelings are still there and he doesn't know what to do about that and thinking he might //love// a guy he met three days ago because Stiles doesn't say anything, naturally. Does not have to be as angsty as it sounds
this was long and super indulgent of my desire for domestic sterek and fluff, tbh.
Derek climbs out of the car after Scott, looks up at the house he apparently calls his own. It’s a made of a light blue and white wood, with three wide steps leading up to a porch that encircles the property, windows open with curtains fluttering and a tower to the right.
"This is all mine?”
"Yeah," Scott claps him on the shoulder, grimaces a little, "Nothing feels familiar?"
Sniffing the air, Derek nods, “It smells like me, like mine, my— family—” he startles when he hears footsteps, and then the front door is swinging open.
A little girl wearing a bright pink tutu flies down the steps and towards Derek. Derek has time to remember that according to Scott, her name is Rosaline, she’s five and that she’s Derek’s daughter, before she’s leaping into his arms. He catches her easily, breathes in her scent of milk and oranges and to his pleasant surprise, Derek, and someone else, too. Someone that smells good. She smells like home to him.
"Hello," Derek replies softly, looking into her big green eyes.
"You took forever to come home!”
"I’m sorry," he says gravely, "There was a complication."
Rosaline begins playing with his ear in what must be a habit for her, and he leans into it. Sensory memory. He takes great relief in it. He can hear Rosaline’s rabbiting heartbeat calm, and her scent become less nervous, and much happier. Whatever has happened, however much has been taken from him, providing some small familiar comfort for his daughter, catching her and lifting her to his hip like a routine, is more important than anything else. He looks at her and he knows he loves her, root deep.
"Rosa!" The door opens once again, revealing a man— perhaps the most attractive man Derek has ever laid eyes on— half dressed, and racing after Rosaline.
This is Stiles.
So I got my new binder
This is me in my usual bra, note the 34D/32DD boobs.
And here is the binder, almost completely flat.
This thing is awesome. It is remarkably comfortable, too. Feels a bit like wearing a sports bra. I got it from Love Boat, this one(http://www.lesloveboat.com/shop/product_info.php?products_id=122&osCsid=57cc209b6d95c6c3efa2d87a2325b6c2)
Reblogging again for my trans* and genderfluid buddies and also all female cosplay friends.
Some things that should be acceptable by now:
- Girls having sleepovers with boys.
- Female nipples showing.
- Marriage equality and equality in general.
- Doing what you want with your body.
- Wearing what you want,
- Kinder eggs in America.
For a second I thought you meant eggs should be nicer to people
well they should anyway
Today, I read an article about a woman with HIV who was raped. The man that attacked her is now HIV positive. All of the commentary surround this was about how she should have told him she was HIV+ and that women with HIV should have a badge or special underwear so that this doesn’t happen to another man. It is 12:12am and I am already done with the world.
That is rape culture
THIS POST WINS FOR THE MOST HORRIFYING THING I’VE READ ALL DAY
A British company has produced a “strange, alien” material so black that it absorbs all but 0.035 per cent of visual light, setting a new world record. To stare at the “super black” coating made of carbon nanotubes – each 10,000 times thinner than a human hair – is an odd experience. It is so dark that the human eye cannot understand what it is seeing. Shapes and contours are lost, leaving nothing but an apparent abyss.
If it was used to make one of Chanel’s little black dresses, the wearer’s head and limbs might appear to float incorporeally around a dress-shaped hole.
Just remember. There is no such thing as a fake geek girl.
There are only fake geek boys.
Science fiction was invented by a woman.
Specifically a teenage girl. You know, someone who would be a part of the demographic that some of these boys are violently rejecting.
yo mary shelley wrote frankenstein in 1818 and isaac asimov was born in 1920 so you kinda get my point
It’s worked for white people, I figured I might as well give it a shot.
GET THIS GUY TO DISNEY WORLD DAMN IT
I want you to go man!
if this was a white girl this would have had the notes 3 weeks ago
People are sending him racist messages telling him it’s not gonna happen and he doesn’t belong in Disney World over this post. So we’re gonna reblog it even more.
I remember this guy! Wow, it’s still only a little bit over half. Rebloggan’!
I don’t normally do these ‘reblog if’ things, but hell, if it annoys racists, why not.
That’s kinda where I stand on things. I mostly ignore them, but kid, YOU’RE GOIN’ TO DISNEY WORLD.
I love how racists came to the party and we promptly got another 100k reblogs. Like, WE ARE WEE AND SOMETIMES PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE, BUT FUCK YOU, HE’S GONNA RIDE THE HAUNTED MANSION UNTIL HE’S DONE.
Oh, look. More notes.
where stiles is a stage magician, usually doing kids’ parties and office parties, but dreams of more. and he somehow stumbles into an actual wizards’ bar. stiles doesn’t think anything off it since he’s seen all kinds of weird get ups at magic show competitions and…
I discovered a nice little coffee shop near my apartment, and instead of thinking “this is very convenient,” my first thought was my life’s coffee shop au is about to begin
Update: I was at the aforementioned coffee shop…
I think this speaks for itself. Accepting a person doesn’t mean you get to put limits on their freedom. You can’t be an ally and want us to stop talking, or labeling, or demanding to be heard.
Acceptance has no exceptions. Period.