A World Not Our Own

Sometimes I wonder how many people are theatre fans on tumblr.

whatshouldtheatrecallme:

everdeen13:

Reblog if you enjoy theatre.

Any musical.

Any straight play.

If there is a single one you like, reblog.

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(via lastincurableromantic)

Reblog if you are insecure about anything below:

twlohasmp:

-weight
-appearance
-intelligence (or lack of)
-skills (or lack of)
-weird hobbies
-friends (or lack of)
-body
-personality
-family
-religion

Who ever reblogs this will get a message in their inbox.

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This hasn't been a good 24hours for me: I've had a long discussion about my future with Mum which brought me to tears every few minutes until my cheeks were red and raw (quite literally) despite my use of E45 cream to try and stop the damage; I got my toe sliced open after having my foot too close to my cat when he was in a bad mood; I had a nightmare in which the world ended; I only got 5 hours sleep due to the nightmare; and now my banana bread didn't rise due to only having 1 1/2tsps of yeast when I needed 2tsps, and was therefore a waste of money, time and ingredients.
All in all, not very happy.

“You’re so pretty.
You’re adorable.
You’re beautiful.
You’re my beautiful little girl.
Sweet little lady.
Careful! Don’t get hurt!
Play nicely.
Don’t get dirty.
Stop that.
Be more ladylike.
Don’t eat too much.
Shhhh.
Quiet.
Girls are duuumb!
Girls have cooties.
No girls allowed.
Hahahahaha! You have boobs!
Look at her boobs!
Boobs!
Boobs!
Boobs!
Boobs!
Ewwwww. Periods are disgusting.
You’re disgusting.
That’s gross.
Hahahahaha! You’ve got your period.
Boobs!
Let me touch them!
I want to touch them!
Disgusting.
Slut.
You’re gross.
Whore.
Let me touch it.
Bitch.
I only want to touch it.
She’s a slut.
Virgin.
Slut.
Virgin.
Slut.
You slut.
Show me your tits.
Get ‘em out!
Slag.
You want it.
Take it.
Have it.
Swallow it.
Slut.
Whore.
Stupid bitch.
Fat bitch.
You’re not quite right for this.
I’m not sure you can do it.
Tits.
Cunt.
I just want to fuck you.
Come on, you want it.
You’re not confident enough.
You need more experience.
No one will take you seriously.
Slut.
You’re too emotional.
It’s just a joke.
Lighten up.
Smile.
I don’t care what you think.
I just want to fuck you.
Tits.
Don’t wear that.
Slut.
You’re getting fat.
You’re too messy.
Come on, it was a joke.
Don’t be such an idiot.
Why are you so tired?
If I’m honest, I’m not really interested.
You do it.
I’m busy.
I can’t I’m working.
You wake up with it.
You take care of it.
You’re messy.
I’m too busy, you do it.
You need to lose weight.
You don’t spend enough time with me.
You aren’t interesting.
You’re boring.
Really, I’m not interested in that.
You’re looking a bit tired.
You should take care of yourself more.
You should take care of me.
You’re looking a bit old.
You’re old.
Wrinkles.
Flabby.
Dull.
Grey.
Ugly.
Haggard.
Hag.
*invisible*”

Female Socialisation by Gia Milinovich (via plansfornigel)

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Sexualities (And Other Terms One Should Know)

(Please assume by "women"/"female", I mean anyone who identifies as a woman, same goes for men)
Heterosexual: A man sexually attracted to woman and vice versa.
Homosexual: A man sexually attracted to a man or a woman sexually attracted to a woman.
Bisexual: Sexually attracted to two or more genders.
Pansexual: Sexually attracted to all genders.
Demisexual: The sexual behavior of having a bond with a person before having sexual attraction.
Asexual: Having no /sexual attraction/ to others.
Heteroromantic: Attracted romantically to the opposite gender.
Homoromantic: Attracted romantically to the same gender.
Biromantic: Attracted romantically to two or more genders
Panromantic: Attracted romantically to all genders
Demiromantic: Only able to feel romantic affections to someone who has a bond already with you.
Aromantic: Having no /romantic attraction/ to others.
Transexual/Transgender (Term depending on generation and location): An individual who identifies as the opposite gender then the one they are assigned at birth to be. Often shortened to trans
Cisgender: Someone who identifies as the gender that they were assigned as at birth. (ex. matches their birth certificate) Often shortened to cis
Intersex: Someone who has ambiguous genitalia that doesn't fit into our strict dichotomy of uterus or testes. Often forced into surgery to correct their genitals at a very young age, causing psychological and physical harm later in life
Nonbinary: Outside of the gender binary of male and female. (Can be used as an umbrella term or as its own identity)
Genderqueer: Outside of the gender binary. (Can be used as an umbrella term or as its own identity, but be wary of using it as an umbrella term because it contains queer, which some people still consider a slur and don't like having it applied to them)
Agender: Someone who doesn't identify as any gender/experiences a lack of gender.
Bigender: Someone who identifies as two separate genders.
Genderfluid: Gender that changes.
Demigirl: Identifying partially as a woman, but not wholly.
Demiguy: Identifying partially as a man, but not wholly.
Reblog to inform! And if there's any I missed or anything that should be clarified, please message me! Always looking to expand the proper vocab. : )

super-gay-natural:

esper-sparrow:

when people get angry at you for liking snakes

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THAT IS THE CUTEST FUCKING SNAKE

(Source: pyrooar, via lightninginthecolliednight)

Peter Capaldi Says Moffat Will Do As He's Fucking Told

(Source: lastincurableromantic)

Persephone Lied

The truth is, I was bored.
My mother blissing ahead of me, rosebuds rising in her footsteps,
And I skulking behind, thinking,
Oh look. She walks in beauty.
Again.

Her power could boil rivers, if she chose.
She doesn’t choose. She scatters
Heliotrope behind her.

And me, I’ve no powers. I think she’d like
A decorative daughter. A link to the humans
She feeds with her scattered wheat.
A daughter wed to a swineherd’s just the thing
To show that Demeter’s a down-to-earth
Kind of goddess.

Do you know what swineherds talk about?
Swine.
Diseases of, ways to cook;
“That ‘un’s got no milk for ‘er shoats;
Him, there, he’s got boggy trotters.”

And when he leaned in, smiling,
While we sat in a bower sagged with Mother’s honeysuckle,
When he said, “Now,
My herd’s growing and I’m thinking I could feed a wife—”
That’s when I snapped, I howled, I ran.

And when a hole opened up, a beautiful black, in all the pastels of my mother’s sowing.
Let me fix the lie: Nobody grabbed, nobody pulled.
I jumped.

I thought it was a tiny earthquake,
Thought I was killing myself,
Starting a long journey to Hades.
It was a more direct trip
Than I’d imagined—
I landed in his lap.

He just looked at me, said “Well,”
And kept driving his chariot down,
Flicked his leather reins near my face.
He did not give me flowers.
He never spoke of pigs.

Didn’t speak much at all. Just took me down in darkness
And did dark things.
I liked them.

I stumbled through his grey gardens, after,
Sore and smiling.
And the gardener said, “Little girl,
Little sunlit flower,
You belong in the world above.
Trust that they’ll come for you,
But while you wait
Don’t eat the food of the dead, for it will trap you here.”
And I said give me the fucking fruit.

But when I ate I could hear her howling,
See her spreading winter on the world.
My poor mother, who missed me after all;
My poor swineherd, starving.
Huddled up for warmth with the few he hadn’t eaten.

I spat out half the seeds.

So now I suffer through the summers,
Smile at the swineherd who tells me
Which shoat is off its feed.
Smile at my mother and walk behind her.
My powers have come to me now, and in her candy-colored wake I scatter
Sundew and flytrap, nettles and belladonna.

I smile and wait for November,
For when I come back to you.
Your clever cold hands and your hard black boots.
I don’t ask what the leather is made from.
I don’t think I want to know.

Source (via fypoetry)

(via asthewheelwills)

Less than six hours sleep - I hate nightmares so much, I always have really bad ones, usually involving the end of the world
: '(
Just finished watching "Finding Neverland" (2004) with my mum, Mum cried over the female lead dying from cancer, and I got sad over looking up the real people involved and seeing what had actually happened to them all (it wasn't a very lucky family in general)
: /
Now watching the artRAVE to cheer up - Gaga's good for that, she never fails to make me feel better even if it's just through sympathy in songs like Dope - which happens to be my go-to song when I'm miserable.

So my boyfriend did a thing.

hellochameleon:

My boyfriend of over 2 years sent me a game over skype. He said he wants to try and make Pokemon games since I play them so much. I opened it up and was super excited.

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It seemed really well done and was super ready to start on my adventure!

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He left a lot of cute notes and tips around town.

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He remembered my favorite Kanto starter.<3

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I was surprised it ran pretty well. I went on my journey and leveled up my Pokemon!

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He showed me support and encouragement through a ton of NPC dialogue.

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Then as im ending the game I come across this.

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;u;

(via andrastesgrace)

Made smoothies! 2 mushy bananas, 2 plums, and 2 small bruised gala apples - yummy!

oodwhovian:

How the Dalek became the Shippy Dalek.

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lokicolouredglasses:

fandom-universe:

kungfucarrie:

The most dangerous phrase in the language is, “we’ve always done it this way.”

"Come on, let’s mix it up!" The heart surgeon says.

"B-but we’ve always done it this way!" The other replies, "this is how you replace a heart valve."

"That’s the most dangerous phrase in the human language!" The first surgeon replies haughtily as he inputs a fruit loop into the patient’s heart. "This will be his valve. He will be a fruit loop in a world of Cheerios."

(taken from this post on the experiments of Harry Harlow)

This is serious business, because this is a large part of how sexism, racism, homophobia, rape culture, ethnocentrism, etc. continue to happen.

(Source: uvmsemba, via ambrogiokaru)

Look at the beautiful puppy I’m getting on my birthday though (black and brown pup). Despite not liking the name my brother and Dad chose - Charlie, I can’t wait to meet the little guy! :D