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I read books and comics. I watch television. I ship characters every which way. Femslash is my favorite. I don't know what else to put here.
This thing will be so not quality.
It is October and you are twelve years old, and every day when your bus rumbles away from you after school you do the same thing no matter the weather: you set off to explore the deepest recesses of the tangled scrubland behind your house. Beyond your backyard there is nothing for acres and acres but a waste of weeds three times as tall as you, the thorny, burr-bristling expanse bitten by the occasional stretch of snaggled secondary forest. It is your kingdom. Your Terabithia—your Narnia. It took you all summer but you made a small maze of tunnels through the weeds and trees, paths just the height of your head that crisscross the whole place, that double back on themselves and take would-be enemies to fire ant mounds, to poison ivy, to barriers of brambles. You could navigate it blind and come out unscathed and for a while you were content with it, but now you are restless and your explorer’s heart drives you increasingly past the safety of your borders. You go a-roaming because you wonder: what else is out there?
It is October and you are twelve years old when you find it—when you find what else is out there. When you find the chimney.
my mum wanted to show me some big nutella jars she found in costco so she showed me this
and i was like for real 40 dollars for nutella how???
this is how
costco doesnt fuck around
holy crap this is giving me diabetes
[quick note: this post applies primarily to people with biological breasts who wish to house them in bras. it does not cover binding or prostheses. i am, however, happy to fix any problematic language.]
ASSERTION: boobs are totally awesome. that’s why you should take care of yours.
if you’ve never gotten professionally fitted for a bra, or if you did it someplace shitty like victoria’s secret, or if you were fitted once when you first sprouted boobs and never again, or if you’ve gained/lost weight recently, or if you used one of those fancy online calculators, you’re most likely wearing the wrong bra size, particularly if you have large breasts and a small frame.
listen, i’m 24 years old and NO ONE EVER TOLD ME THIS SHIT. i went to buy (correctly-sized!) bras this morning and there was a little girl maybe 11 or 12 at the store who looked like she’d rather die than be there while her mother picked out bras for her. why sex ed shows girls horrifying birthing videos but leaves them in the dark about how to find a bra that fits their changing bodies is beyond me. BUT I DIGRESS. lrn2bra under the cut.