23 year old graphic arts student with Non-verbal Learning Disability (NLD/NVLD). I have pink hair, depression/anxiety/agoraphobia and rather inexplicably, attempts at socializing on the internet even though I want to give me extremely bad social anxiety. So hello, I have probably admired you from afar but am too terrified to say hello.
Nevertheless because I am expected to by the people of my generation, I have one of these things, and I enjoy it in low doses from time to time, especially fandom things, animals, music, and art things.
Background is Spiral Galaxy M74 and is from the Hubble Space Telescope.

 

randombrethren:

probably-a-succubus:

chronic-pain:

femmekat:

gigaguess:

melonberrymint:

So I saw this today on Pinterest and then found the Etsy link and I have to make a small PSA.
Please do not ever ever ever keep your betta (or any fish for that matter) in a permanent tank this small. EVER.The seller claims that betta don’t need aeration, filtration, or a lot of water to live a long and healthy life of two years, so a wine bottle is the perfect fashionable tank for them. This is a lie.Small tanks mean low water temp, which makes betta, a tropical fish, sick. Any good betta tank will have a heater that can be regulated to 80 degrees.The smallest tank any betta should live in is one gallon, which is nearly three times as much as a wine bottle (or those stupid “betta vases”) will hold. Betta will thrive much better in a three gallon or larger tank.There is nowhere in this jar for the betta to hide when he’s scared or nap when he’s tired. They do enjoy playing with their humans, but they need some aquarium decor to interact with when you’re not around.The seller suggests cleaning the tank once a week and that filtration isn’t needed, but bettas eat and poop just like any other fish and create waste that is harmful to them. The small amount of water in this jar should be changed daily, not weekly, to avoid ammonia buildup and remove uneaten food crud. Of course, a daily water change could be avoided with a good sized tank and a nice, slow-current filter.
This person has already sold a number of these upcycled tanks to people who don’t know any better about betta care, and it makes me so sad that their beautiful fish are living unhappy lives.

Reblogging for learning something new and incredibly needed today.

why are people buying pets to be put in something for fucking decoration anyways?? asshats. 

seriously fuck people

OOOH LOUD ANGRY YELLING
there is a common myth about betas perpetrated by pet stores that beta can life in tiny tanks due to the fact that in the wild they live in puddles
they do not. 
they die if you do that
not a lot of people know that but mAN I AM TELLING YOU
DO NOT KEEP BETAS IN TINY LITTLE TANKS WITHOUT PROPER CARE

If these are the fish I think they are (in Trinidad we called them Fighter Fish) then I think the myth might also have started because people in tropical countries do keep them in small tanks. Because they’re in tropical countries and therefore don’t have to worry about heating. And anyway, surviving is not the same as living.

randombrethren:

probably-a-succubus:

chronic-pain:

femmekat:

gigaguess:

melonberrymint:

So I saw this today on Pinterest and then found the Etsy link and I have to make a small PSA.

Please do not ever ever ever keep your betta (or any fish for that matter) in a permanent tank this small. EVER.

The seller claims that betta don’t need aeration, filtration, or a lot of water to live a long and healthy life of two years, so a wine bottle is the perfect fashionable tank for them. This is a lie.

Small tanks mean low water temp, which makes betta, a tropical fish, sick. Any good betta tank will have a heater that can be regulated to 80 degrees.

The smallest tank any betta should live in is one gallon, which is nearly three times as much as a wine bottle (or those stupid “betta vases”) will hold. Betta will thrive much better in a three gallon or larger tank.

There is nowhere in this jar for the betta to hide when he’s scared or nap when he’s tired. They do enjoy playing with their humans, but they need some aquarium decor to interact with when you’re not around.

The seller suggests cleaning the tank once a week and that filtration isn’t needed, but bettas eat and poop just like any other fish and create waste that is harmful to them. The small amount of water in this jar should be changed daily, not weekly, to avoid ammonia buildup and remove uneaten food crud. Of course, a daily water change could be avoided with a good sized tank and a nice, slow-current filter.

This person has already sold a number of these upcycled tanks to people who don’t know any better about betta care, and it makes me so sad that their beautiful fish are living unhappy lives.

Reblogging for learning something new and incredibly needed today.

why are people buying pets to be put in something for fucking decoration anyways?? asshats. 

seriously fuck people

OOOH LOUD ANGRY YELLING

there is a common myth about betas perpetrated by pet stores that beta can life in tiny tanks due to the fact that in the wild they live in puddles

they do not. 

they die if you do that

not a lot of people know that but mAN I AM TELLING YOU

DO NOT KEEP BETAS IN TINY LITTLE TANKS WITHOUT PROPER CARE

If these are the fish I think they are (in Trinidad we called them Fighter Fish) then I think the myth might also have started because people in tropical countries do keep them in small tanks. Because they’re in tropical countries and therefore don’t have to worry about heating. And anyway, surviving is not the same as living.

deliciousdannydevito:

burn these statistics into your mind. never forget who it is experiencing the brunt of the prison system’s violence

deliciousdannydevito:

burn these statistics into your mind. never forget who it is experiencing the brunt of the prison system’s violence

(Source: primadollly)

fuck this. fuck everything. I just want to not do anything for a while. I can’t even deal with my mental health in small slices let alone large slices and after the abrupt descent into being sick for about 2 months solid on top of perpetual panic attacks on top of the death of my mouse on top of the stress at work on top of school I cannot process things, I cannot care anymore, all my papers are late and I just want to drop my courses because its too much effort for nothing to even try when I do work even from home. I feel grey seeping in,  and it terrifies me because the last time I felt this perpetually fucking exhausted and colorless and stopped enjoying things I got so brutally depressed I dropped out of school and spent several horrible dark months existing confined to my house while going round and round the cocktail of meds and psychiatry appts and ppl asking me if I was ok.

No I am not fucking ok, I want to be left the fuck alone until I stop hurting, then I’ll come back and be friendly for as long as I can possibly tolerate before my threshold snaps and I have to go hide and recover. 

I never want to go through that again.

and this is the goddamned last time that I EVER listen to anyone tell me it’s a “bad idea to take time off school because you’ll never go back!” fuck you you don’t live in my brain, ok? it’s a mess rn. fuck off. I need to go to school w/ precedence over my job cause I gotta get through but I need to keep my job if I can through the end of the summer to afford shit & get outta debt as much as possible and that is literally the only reason I stayed there (well & I am making friends but man, it would be easier if I hadn’t fucking had the brilliant idea to put myself through a goddamned emotional meat grinder and did one thing at a time and not all at once)

theworstbaeddel:

girlfriend was sad so I drew a picture of her with one of my stuffed animals to cheer her up <3i might not be good at a lot of stuff but at least i am good at making her un-sad :3

n([])n

theworstbaeddel:

girlfriend was sad so I drew a picture of her with one of my stuffed animals to cheer her up <3

i might not be good at a lot of stuff but at least i am good at making her un-sad :3

n([])n

julianahuxtable:

thepoliticalfreakshow:
Flying Solo: This 92-Year-Old Transgender Widow Is Fighting To Be Treated Like Any Other Widow

After serving as a pilot during WWII, Robina Asti transitioned to living as a woman in the 1970s.



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Now 92 years old, she fondly remembers spending time over the Pacific during World War II. She was only 21 at the time.
Getting her pilot’s license at just 18, Robina became a commercial pilot and flight instructor.




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In 1976, she decided to begin living as a woman “in body, soul, and mind.” The prejudice against her at that time was extraordinary.







Working as a vice president of a mutual fund, she would go to work in men’s clothing and then change in the evenings.
“It was quite burdensome, and I knew it would never be accepted then. So I quit and decided I had to live and work as a woman.”



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She legally changed the sex on her pilot’s license, her driver’s license, and obtained a U.S. passport as a woman. For Robina, it was a complete rebirth.



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She soon met Norwood Patton, the man who would one day become her husband.






When things became serious, Robina knew she would have to tell Norwood about her transition.






Less than a week later, Norwood came back.




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Every month, Norwood would ask for her hand in marriage. Every month, she would refuse.



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Finally in 2004, Robina married her longtime sweetheart in a small ceremony in an airplane hangar in Orange County, N.Y.
“It was, without a doubt, the finest time in my life.”



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Eight years later, Norwood passed away at the age of 97.



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After his passing, Robina applied for survivor benefits with the SSA. She was denied after it was determined she was “legally male” at the time of their marriage — despite all the legal documents she had in her possession.



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“I am so insulted that the Social Security Administration refused to recognize me as a woman and treated my marriage to Norwood in such a disrespectful way.”



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In June 2013, Lambda Legal filed a request for reconsideration on Robina’s behalf. After more than six months, there is still no word from the Social Security Administration.







She hopes that her case is a success, not for the money, but for “the act of humanity which is necessary here.”

julianahuxtable:

thepoliticalfreakshow:

Flying Solo: This 92-Year-Old Transgender Widow Is Fighting To Be Treated Like Any Other Widow

After serving as a pilot during WWII, Robina Asti transitioned to living as a woman in the 1970s.

After serving as a pilot during WWII, Robina Asti transitioned to living as a woman in the 1970s.

Now 92 years old, she fondly remembers spending time over the Pacific during World War II. She was only 21 at the time.

Getting her pilot’s license at just 18, Robina became a commercial pilot and flight instructor.

This 92-Year-Old Trans WWII Veteran Is Fighting To Be Treated Like Any Other Widow

In 1976, she decided to begin living as a woman “in body, soul, and mind.” The prejudice against her at that time was extraordinary.

This 92-Year-Old Trans WWII Veteran Is Fighting To Be Treated Like Any Other Widow

Working as a vice president of a mutual fund, she would go to work in men’s clothing and then change in the evenings.

“It was quite burdensome, and I knew it would never be accepted then. So I quit and decided I had to live and work as a woman.”

Working as a vice president of a mutual fund, she would go to work in men's clothing and then change in the evenings.

She legally changed the sex on her pilot’s license, her driver’s license, and obtained a U.S. passport as a woman. For Robina, it was a complete rebirth.

She legally changed the sex on her pilot's license, her driver's license, and obtained a U.S. passport as a woman. For Robina, it was a complete rebirth.

She soon met Norwood Patton, the man who would one day become her husband.

She soon met Norwood Patton, the man who would one day become her husband.

When things became serious, Robina knew she would have to tell Norwood about her transition.

When things became serious, Robina knew she would have to tell Norwood about her transition.

Less than a week later, Norwood came back.

This 92-Year-Old Trans WWII Veteran Is Fighting To Be Treated Like Any Other Widow

Every month, Norwood would ask for her hand in marriage. Every month, she would refuse.

Every month, Norwood would ask for her hand in marriage. Every month, she would refuse.

Finally in 2004, Robina married her longtime sweetheart in a small ceremony in an airplane hangar in Orange County, N.Y.

“It was, without a doubt, the finest time in my life.”

Finally in 2004, Robina married her longtime sweetheart in a small ceremony in an airplane hangar in Orange County, N.Y.

Eight years later, Norwood passed away at the age of 97.

Eight years later, Norwood passed away at the age of 97.

After his passing, Robina applied for survivor benefits with the SSA. She was denied after it was determined she was “legally male” at the time of their marriage — despite all the legal documents she had in her possession.

After his passing, Robina applied for survivor benefits with the SSA. She was denied after it was determined she was "legally male" at the time of their marriage  despite all the legal documents she had in her possession.

“I am so insulted that the Social Security Administration refused to recognize me as a woman and treated my marriage to Norwood in such a disrespectful way.”

"I am so insulted that the Social Security Administration refused to recognize me as a woman and treated my marriage to Norwood in such a disrespectful way."

In June 2013, Lambda Legal filed a request for reconsideration on Robina’s behalf. After more than six months, there is still no word from the Social Security Administration.

This 92-Year-Old Trans WWII Veteran Is Fighting To Be Treated Like Any Other Widow

She hopes that her case is a success, not for the money, but for “the act of humanity which is necessary here.”

She hopes that her case is a success, not for the money, but for "the act of humanity which is necessary here."

(Source: thepoliticalfreakshow)

bartitsulessons:

darkarcader:

glasmond:

A new set for an apocalypse movie? 
No.
The riots in Kiev. This is happening right now.

Those breathtaking pictures were taken by the young and usually happy tumblarian girl RedMisa during her volunteer work at Kiev.

"I never thought that I would cry for my native country. I’m not particularly patriotic, I do not like politics, large gatherings of people, meetings and inspirational slogans. but I still go to the central street of Kyiv almost every day, doing volunteer work, doing all I can to help. two months of no change for the better, things were getting worse and worse. but when the killings began, catching the protesters in the streets and beating them up…that was the last straw for me. I do not know what to expect next."

- RedMisa, http://redmisa.tumblr.com/

The Ukraine probably won’t have access to the internet soon. Read more about it here.

THIS KINDA NEEDS A SIGNAL BOOST RIGHT NOW

BIG TIME, GUYS.

When I first saw these photos I did not think they were real, I swore that it was a videogame. Holy fuck. This is terrifying. Signal boosting the fuck outta this.

aspidelaps:

boxcrossing:

jadiil:

splintercellconviction:

demonologys:

you people should  learn about the goetic demons like for example:

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this is prince stolas, he is a long legged owl demon who teaches knowledge about astronomy and herbs to anyone who conjures him

whats not cool about an owl demon

THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NOTHING THAT IS NOT COOL AS SHIT ABOUT THIS GUY

image

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it got better

owl demons are the best <3

brain-food:

Don’t all rush at once, but there’s a ticket barrier somewhere on the London Underground that sounds like the ‘woo-hoo’ bit from Blur’s Song 2.

Sorry in advance, Transport for London, but there’s a ticket barrier at Canary Wharf that sounds just like the refrain in Blur’s Song 2.

Sorry because we worry that news like this will prompt a flood of pilgrimages by Blur fans to one of the busiest stations on the London Underground.

Ritch Ames, who posted the video online, said the barrier was even playing in the right key.

‘It’s the second barrier from the right as you enter Canary Wharf tube,’ he said. ‘Talented thing.’

You have no idea how long I have been laughing at this or how many times i have played this video. I am cackling. 

alt-reality:

faygoconnection:

fweeble:

gryphynshadow:

littlemissbatterwitch:

clothoboorocracy:

stormybabe:

I have to say this is completely legit - someone tried to steal her handbag and she simply went “Fuck this- *suplex*”

My hero

someone teach me this pweeze-ooc

Ok Ladies, here’s the info on this move.
We are blessed with a low center of gravity. This means that when we get ahold of someone and tip over backward like that, it’s easy peasy for us to do. Especially on a guy. Think of it like a fulcum and lever: they’re the lever, we’re the fulcrum, and because their center of gravity is up in their chest, instead of in their pelvis, when we get down low and lean back, whupsy there they tip right over.
Now, here’s the real deal on that particular move. Check out how this gif end, with the guy’s head on the floor like that? How his torso seems straight up and down, his head and neck on the floor, all his body weight and the momentum of having been tossed over her shoulder?
Yeah, he’s pretty messed up from that. In the really real world, if you do that move correctly, toss your whole body into it, seriously oomph it up and give that mugger a throw, you can snap his neck.
All that said, here’s how you do it!
This is something you do fast, ladies. Move quickly and with assurance, and don’t worry about whether you’re strong enough to do it or not: you are. This is about physics, not muscle.
Get low, bend your knees and hips. Our strength is largly concentrated in our lower bodies, and when we put our knees and thighs into a move, we bring some of the largest muscles in the human body to bear. You’d be surprised what you can move with your legs.
When she got low on him, her right arm was around his waist, her shoulder roughly at or under his ass, her left arm wrapped around his left leg. Feet shoulder width apart for a nice stable base, big deep breath in, and lift just a bit while falling backwards. It doesn’t take much strength but it will really mess with the dude’s day. Landing on your head will at the very very least knock you silly for a minute.
Interestingly, we can use these same basic principles to ruin a guy’s day if he’s the one to grab us! Imagine, if you will, mugger dude runs up behind you and bear hugs you in preparation for dragging you into the alley. Scary, right? Yep.
If he lifts you too fast, and you find your feet off the ground, kick him in the shins, scrape your shoes down his legs, aim for the knees and his feet. Toss your head back and head butt him. Bite him. Squirm. Do what it takes to get your feet back on the ground.
Feet on the ground, grab his arms and hold on to them. Don’t let him get away, because this move, ladies, will put him down and out, and if he moves away he may go for a distance weapon, or start using his fists. Hold onto his arms and keep him in close.
Again, feet shoulder width apart. Use your booty and hips now, like you’re trying to hit his not-so-manly bits with your ass, get your hips back, bend your knees and flex your hips. If he’s shortish, you should at this point have picked him up and be balancing him on your back. If he’s tall, you’re now in position to put a crimp in his style in a big way.
Tuck your head to your chest and roll forward, just like you did when you were a kid. Flip yourself forward and let gravity do the rest. You will have your head tucked down, aiming to land on the upper back of one shoulder; he won’t. This means he’ll land on his face, with the full force of his own body weight behind it as well as any momentum you’ve built up. You may very well land on top of him too.
From here, get up, run like hell towards a light source while yelling “help, fire, call 911 (or whatever emergency services number exists in your country)”
Remember, ladies, with just a little understanding of comparative anatomy and physics, you too can put a man on the ground and seriously mess up his day. But then, that’s what he was planning to do to you, so fair’s fair.

Reblogging again because of Gryphyn’s awesome comment. C:

Thank.

Super legit here. Only thing I’d add is it is really important to off balance the person first, typically in the direction you want them to go.
It sounds pretty crazy, but watch well taught Judo sometime. You see barely hundred pound ladies throwing around two hundred pound guys all the time.

alt-reality:

faygoconnection:

fweeble:

gryphynshadow:

littlemissbatterwitch:

clothoboorocracy:

stormybabe:

I have to say this is completely legit - someone tried to steal her handbag and she simply went “Fuck this- *suplex*”

My hero

someone teach me this pweeze-ooc

Ok Ladies, here’s the info on this move.

We are blessed with a low center of gravity. This means that when we get ahold of someone and tip over backward like that, it’s easy peasy for us to do. Especially on a guy. Think of it like a fulcum and lever: they’re the lever, we’re the fulcrum, and because their center of gravity is up in their chest, instead of in their pelvis, when we get down low and lean back, whupsy there they tip right over.

Now, here’s the real deal on that particular move. Check out how this gif end, with the guy’s head on the floor like that? How his torso seems straight up and down, his head and neck on the floor, all his body weight and the momentum of having been tossed over her shoulder?

Yeah, he’s pretty messed up from that. In the really real world, if you do that move correctly, toss your whole body into it, seriously oomph it up and give that mugger a throw, you can snap his neck.

All that said, here’s how you do it!

This is something you do fast, ladies. Move quickly and with assurance, and don’t worry about whether you’re strong enough to do it or not: you are. This is about physics, not muscle.

Get low, bend your knees and hips. Our strength is largly concentrated in our lower bodies, and when we put our knees and thighs into a move, we bring some of the largest muscles in the human body to bear. You’d be surprised what you can move with your legs.

When she got low on him, her right arm was around his waist, her shoulder roughly at or under his ass, her left arm wrapped around his left leg. Feet shoulder width apart for a nice stable base, big deep breath in, and lift just a bit while falling backwards. It doesn’t take much strength but it will really mess with the dude’s day. Landing on your head will at the very very least knock you silly for a minute.

Interestingly, we can use these same basic principles to ruin a guy’s day if he’s the one to grab us! Imagine, if you will, mugger dude runs up behind you and bear hugs you in preparation for dragging you into the alley. Scary, right? Yep.

If he lifts you too fast, and you find your feet off the ground, kick him in the shins, scrape your shoes down his legs, aim for the knees and his feet. Toss your head back and head butt him. Bite him. Squirm. Do what it takes to get your feet back on the ground.

Feet on the ground, grab his arms and hold on to them. Don’t let him get away, because this move, ladies, will put him down and out, and if he moves away he may go for a distance weapon, or start using his fists. Hold onto his arms and keep him in close.

Again, feet shoulder width apart. Use your booty and hips now, like you’re trying to hit his not-so-manly bits with your ass, get your hips back, bend your knees and flex your hips. If he’s shortish, you should at this point have picked him up and be balancing him on your back. If he’s tall, you’re now in position to put a crimp in his style in a big way.

Tuck your head to your chest and roll forward, just like you did when you were a kid. Flip yourself forward and let gravity do the rest. You will have your head tucked down, aiming to land on the upper back of one shoulder; he won’t. This means he’ll land on his face, with the full force of his own body weight behind it as well as any momentum you’ve built up. You may very well land on top of him too.

From here, get up, run like hell towards a light source while yelling “help, fire, call 911 (or whatever emergency services number exists in your country)”

Remember, ladies, with just a little understanding of comparative anatomy and physics, you too can put a man on the ground and seriously mess up his day. But then, that’s what he was planning to do to you, so fair’s fair.

Reblogging again because of Gryphyn’s awesome comment. C:

Thank.

Super legit here. Only thing I’d add is it is really important to off balance the person first, typically in the direction you want them to go.

It sounds pretty crazy, but watch well taught Judo sometime. You see barely hundred pound ladies throwing around two hundred pound guys all the time.

(Source: odd-marissa)