SOMEBODY TOLD THE OVIRAPTORS
Now they want in on it all too gdi.
So here have an oviraptorid being a Bullfinch (male, specifically).
A lot of dudes think women dress slutty for them, but honestly if men weren’t such fucking animals I would dress 300000% more slutty then I do now. You people ruin everything.
I wanna wear this shit outside god damn it.
Oh my god SO TRUE. I would constantly wear thigh highs and short skirts and underbust corsets because I look so fucking good. God forbid women like their OWN bodies, too.
For real !! like 90 % of my fucking wardrobe now is just for cam cause it’s too sexy to wear in public. Fucking bullshit. I use to wear thigh highs with garters with shorts a lot but I got sooo many comments. Fucking… people. You literally just saw the tops of my thighs. But all the dudes are like ‘Why wear that if you don’t want attention???’ cause i look fine as hell and I don’t give a shit about some fucking random broke ass dudes on the corner.
I can’t even express how much this describes my feelings. Bitch I wear my corsets and my fishnets and my heels the size you wish your dick was because they make me feel fucking fabulous, not because I want you to tell me how much you’d like to “smash” me.
Heels the size you wish your dick was.
Oh god thank fucking christ.
I usually don’t reblog these, but I feel like some of my followers could probably use the reassurance. I definitely have these kinds of thoughts sometimes.
so i’m not crazy for randomly thinking such thoughts? what a relief!
Edgar Allan Poe had a name for it too: The Imp of the Perverse. he compared the impulses to a demon that urges people to do the wrong thing simply because it can be done
The compulsion to jump from high places is called “l’appel du vide" in French. The call of the void. I think it’s specific to that one instance, but I think it’s a cool phrase for this phenomenon in general.
I think about this with random sharp objects laying around, too. “What if I just jammed this into my eye or throat right now? … oh god WHAT.” Just… fucking christ, brain. Don’t.
Reblogging this again because most people don’t/never know how normal these thoughts are, and that can be a major source of stress. It’s okay. You’re okay. Just, you know, don’t follow through on that shit.
Some of my friends live overly complicated lives. It really makes me glad that mine is far simpler and less dramatic.
Anonymous asked: Guess what. I'm pro-life and I consider myself to be a feminist. Contrary to popular belief, these are not contradictory.
How can you consider yourself a feminist knowing you’ll trap people in abusive relationships?
How can you consider yourself a feminist knowing some people will never be able to escape their abusers?
How can you consider yourself a feminist knowing you’ll bring violence onto some people from family, friends, or partners because they got pregnant?
How can you consider yourself a feminist knowing people will die that would otherwise have survived their pregnancy had they been able to get an abortion?
How can you consider yourself a feminist knowing you’re potentially causing more trauma to rape victims? (Rape exceptions are ineffective shit so don’t even start.)
How can you consider yourself a feminist knowing you’ll cause people to lose their jobs from pregnancy related causes?
How can you consider yourself a feminist knowing you will harm some trans and non-binary individuals who can get pregnant?
How can you consider yourself a feminist knowing you will cause some people’s mental illnesses to worsen temporarily or permanently?
How can you consider yourself a feminist knowing you’ll cause some people to drop out high school or college? (Wage gap increase, anyone?)
How can you consider yourself a feminist knowing you’ll cause people to maim, harm, or poison themselves to self abort?
How can you consider yourself a feminist knowing you’ll push some people deeper into poverty or make it harder/impossible to get out?
How can you consider yourself a feminist knowing you’ll have people forced or coerced into placing a child for adoption?
How can you consider yourself a feminist knowing you’ll cause some people to be disowned by their friends and families?
How can you consider yourself a feminist by denying people able to become pregnant their bodily autonomy, something they’ve been fighting for and are still fighting for for millennia?
Pro-life feminism is an oxymoron.
the wodaabe are a nomadic people populating the sahel desert of west africa. once a year in a few select locations (here in niger), their tribe will gather to celebrate the tradition of gerewol, often referred to as a male beauty pageant, where the men painstakingly prepare themselves and then perform in front of an opinionated female crowd in the hopse of attracting their affectations.
when adorned and ready, the men begin the boisterous raume dance marathon, in which they sporadically mimic the posture and movements of the magical white egret. wodaabe women favor tallness, white eyes and teeth, and facial symmetry in their men, and both the dance and makeup job serve to accentuate these features.
photos by and paraphrased text from timothy allen
i love how purposefully unimpressed the women look
this shit so gutter
humans are amazing
Boy and girl make eye contact: holy sHIT they’re so in love. when’s the wedding omg
Girl kisses girl begging her to stay while song about romantic relationships plays in the background: lol but it just platonic tho
Followed by endless whining about why queer people ‘Have to try and make everything gay’ and ‘OMG WHY CAN’T THEY JUST BE FRIENDS’
This bird knows he looks amazing.
Frogmouths are indeed very handsome devils…
Until they open their mouth…
and you realize they are basically bird muppets.
… no comment…
For extra lulz check out these awesome birds’ awkward baby photos:
I WAS NOT EXPECTING THE HEAD TO BODY RATIO TO BE SO CLOSE TO JUST 1:1
This is a “The Expectation vs The Reality” picture in bird form.