whitecrossgirl:

belle-princess:

Translation: The Irish kid’s been blowing shit up since the day he got here, ask him

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the-white-burns:

ah yes, the most terrifying and aggressive dog ever: the pitbull

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fishingboatproceeds:

In regards to the panic that will inevitably spread in re the first case of ebola in the United States, watch this health care triage video. (Also discussed: the panic of enterovirus, which is the virus that caused my meningitis.)

As Dr. Amesh Adalja put it, ““Ebola outbreaks are stopped in their tracks when basic public health measures are in place … and the United States would not be a hospitable environment for something that spreads exclusively through blood and body fluids.”

Ebola IS a huge, growing public health problem in several nations in west Africa. Because it has hit health care workers particularly hard, there are fewer health workers and resources available in already poorly equipped nations. That’s a disaster not only because of ebola but also because it means fewer vaccinated children and more deaths from preventable illnesses like malaria and diarrhea. Panicking over ebola in the United States distracts from the real problem, which is the thousands of needless deaths in Liberia, Sierra Leone, and Guinea.

contourbygettyimages:

Benedict Cumberbatch photographed by Frederic Auerbach for the cover of British GQ. 

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5derpsauce:

Twitter pictures of 5sos of and from GMA

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so I gave my nephew a set of avengers cookie cutters and last night they made some sugar cookies with them

sicilian-macaroon:

rangerkimmy:

most of them came out REALLY GOOD like

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spiderman

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hulk

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and iron man

but then there’s…

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captain amerihurr

I can’t BREATHE

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iggyazazel:

what if hannibal gave a guest talk at the academy and started it off with
“good morning my name is hannibal lecter and welcome to my hannibal lecture”

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tears45os:

Not mine, I have no idea who made this.

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alexbluebonnets:

Holy shit.

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chirravutever:

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows - Peeves sums it up nicely.

(I have the biggest animator’s-block right now. expect slow production, sorry!)

Part of my Harry Potter Animations Series! :D

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the-hairy-heterophobe:

ablogforemily:

shamelesslyunladylike:

the-hairy-heterophobe:

if anybody asks me why i hate men, i’m just gonna redirect them to this post.

it’s pretty fucking obvious that men only want to invest in breast cancer research to further degrade, objectify, and jerk off to body parts they already feel 100% entitled to. that’s what is at stake for them. 

what about the women whose “tatas” weren’t saved? how must they feel being surrounded by awareness ads that focus more on keeping women’s sexy-sexy-titties-to-continue-titillating-the-males than saving real life human beings and helping survivors? 

If anyone’s wondering, those posts came from here. It’s a forum for breast cancer support. Give it a read, and you’ll see how many women are outright abandoned by their husbands, sometimes after being married for decades, because their “tatas” couldn’t be saved.

This culture of “save the tatas” even goes as far as the doctor’s offices themselves. Most doctors request that the husband be present during surgical consultations, as though he has an equal say in the patient-professional discussion.

If the woman is single, as was my case, doctors have actually recommended postponing surgery until she finds a relationship, because “it could be nearly impossible to find someone who accepts it [your unnatural tatas] in years to come”. 

I’m 15 months post-mastectomy, and the date I had this past week was the first time since then that a guy hadn’t reacted negatively to my scars. The relief was so overwhelming that I was fighting back tears. When I told him —essentially warning him that my body wasn’t what he must be expecting — I felt so guilty; it seemed to have the same weight and shame as telling someone I had some sort of an incurable STI or a felony record.

I shouldn’t have felt that way. I should not be ashamed of choosing to live. 

Thank you for your important commentary! I hope you find someone who can love you for who you are and admire your strength as a survivor.

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