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"I would kill for you. I would die for you" would you take a break for me? Would you sit down and rest? For a day, a week, a year? Would you let others take care of your needs for me? Would you let yourself be held for me? By me?

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beebzah

OP i hope its okay to reblog with your additions bc they are good

not only is it okay, I think i'd like that very much, thank you.

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This is the conservative/christian sign for abortion. This is the sign used by those who are pro-life. This is a sign that is sexist, that demonizes abortion, that is anti women’s autonomy and female rights. It declares fetuses as full babies someone is throwing away. This sign can be genuinely triggering to deaf women who have had abortions.

If you want to go full-neutral, you can finger sign abortion. 

Or, the scientific version (pregnancy-remove) that is considered the leftist way –

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Do not spread the pro-life version. Conservatives specifically try to push their ways to sign things as the default. You are unintentionally helping overpower deaf women’s rights advocates.

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bgm05

whats crazy is this is how the subreddit rlly is.

the assholes will word thier titles innocently like “am i the asshole for not making my toddler the dinner they wanted?” and then its a detailed account of them poisoning and nearly killing thier child, while a post like “am i the asshole for throwing my mother in law off a cliff” is a story of heroism where the OP used the last of thier strength to push thier mother in law off a small cliff into a body of water to save her from a swarm of mutant acid flamethrower killer bees.

Its a study in psychology and how people perceive themselves now that Im thinking about it as above describes. I cant tell you how many of my social anxious or generally low self esteem friends come over, tell me theyve done something wrong…and then describe to me someone ELSE being horrible to THEM.

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Anonymous asked:

We dont know each other any more, but we've both come so far. You've grown quite a lot, and should be proud of who you've become. I hope you're happier now. Have a nice day -💗 ( pink heart anon)

thank you so much!! i hope youre happier as well <3

have a gut feeling as to who this is but, i don't mind you reaching back out to me any time you'd want :) would love reconnecting with the people ive lost along the way here

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izuris

this is so funny bc if this happened on any other social media site you would immediately assume it’s a glitch but tumblr users are so unhinged that you really never know if they’d do something like this on purpose or not

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this is the funniest tweet i’ve seen in months bye

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nomuru2d

these are all the geek equivalents of Lovecraft’s Cat’s Name

his cats name couldn’t be that bad!!!! it’s a cat, what’s the worst name?

i am wrong, what the fuck

Me every time this post comes back

go Google why chainsaws were invented, it’s really fun :)

I’ve seen everything at this point, so why were chain saws in-

oh what the FUCK WHY

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polirange

Thanks I hate it.

I could have gone my whole life without knowing it, thank you motherfucker

To be fair, its not AS bad when you read into detail. But ya. Still like getting slapped in the face with a cold fish.

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mama-germany

i’m boutta google why chainsaws were invented now.  feel like i’m going on an adventure.

really speaks to how i’ve been around the internet, that that wasn’t what i was expecting it to be, but it was also really close to what i expected it to be.

Every time I see this post it’s gone in a completely different direction and every time it’s cursed as fuck

Surgeons really went vrrr vrrr say goodbye to your pelvis mother

$0

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You!!! Did you quit Tumblr or something?

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hey!! sort of? im not active as i was on here like up until 3 years ago maybe- pandemics changed a lot so i just occasionally pop on to like some stuff and get on with my week 

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Your future self is hating you for the poor decisions you’re making today.

bold of you to assume current me isnt also hating myself for making the decisions that i am making

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duamuteffe

Hello, I am old and thus have a large amount of past self to think/have thought about, and I’d like you to know that your future self is looking back on your past self with mingled love and sorrow and compassion, because they know how hard you were trying and how difficult the going was. Your future self wishes they could give you a hug and tell you to keep at it. Your future self wishes they could spare you the pain of hating yourself when they know that you are trying the best you can. Your future self isn’t mad. Your future self forgives you and would like you to take as good care of yourself as you can.

Source: reddit.com
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What the Living Do, Marie Howe

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cloudbeam

Written for her brother, John Howe, who died of complications of AIDS

full poem:

Johnny, the kitchen sink has been clogged for days, some utensil probably fell down there. And the Drano won’t work but smells dangerous, and the crusty dishes have piled up

waiting for the plumber I still haven’t called. This is the everyday we spoke of. It’s winter again: the sky’s a deep, headstrong blue, and the sunlight pours through

the open living-room windows because the heat’s on too high in here and I can’t turn it off. For weeks now, driving, or dropping a bag of groceries in the street, the bag breaking,

I’ve been thinking: This is what the living do. And yesterday, hurrying along those wobbly bricks in the Cambridge sidewalk, spilling my coffee down my wrist and sleeve,

I thought it again, and again later, when buying a hairbrush: This is it. Parking. Slamming the car door shut in the cold. What you called that yearning.

What you finally gave up. We want the spring to come and the winter to pass. We want whoever to call or not call, a letter, a kiss—we want more and more and then more of it.

But there are moments, walking, when I catch a glimpse of myself in the window glass, say, the window of the corner video store, and I’m gripped by a cherishing so deep

for my own blowing hair, chapped face, and unbuttoned coat that I’m speechless: I am living. I remember you.

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