Two nudes and a cat, 1903. Pablo Picasso
Tim Burton cakes
I’ve said this before and I’ll point it out again -
Menstruation is caused by change in hormonal levels to stop the creation of a uterine lining and encourage the body to flush the lining out. The body does this by lowering estrogen levels and raising testosterone.
Or, to put it more plainly “That time of the month” is when female hormones most closely resemble male hormones. So if (cis) women aren’t suited to office at “That time of the month” then (cis) men are NEVER suited to office.
If you are a dude and don’t dig the ladies around you at their time of the month, just think! That is you all of the time.
And, on a final note, post-menopausal (cis) women are the most hormonally stable of all human demographics. They have fewer hormonal fluctuations of anyone, meaning older women like Hilary Clinton and Elizabeth Warren would theoretically be among the least likely candidates to make an irrational decision due to hormonal fluctuations, and if we were basing our leadership decisions on hormone levels, then only women over fifty should ever be allowed to hold office.
Reblogging hard for that last comment.
I WANTED TO SAY THIS BUT THEN SOMEONE ELSE DID and I’m damn proud.
This has just been one long night from hell. I’m about two steps away from making myself a very strong, very big glass of something and drinking to forget everything.
I’ve been so god damn emotional all day long, tired, and sad, so so so sad. I just got done spending the two last hours alone on the couch, got ready for bed and crawled into bed to feel a wet spot. The cats fucking pissed on the bed and it got onto the mattress. I cleaned it, and went to dump the container out and it poured all over my leg and burnt like a mother *****…finished cleaning it, covered it with towels because I have to buy cleaner tomorrow and use bleach, then go wash both comforters because they reek, oh and then I had to go clean the litter box because it’s no wonder they peed on our bed, it’s gross, and now my iPods dead. I’m so upset right now. I want to just leave, go drive for an hour and come back eventually. I need a getaway. I’m so sick of cleaning after everything and if I don’t it stays gross. I’m exhausted and hurt and am bleeding so bad that I feel like I’m being stabbed over and over….. Make it go away. :/
Because every night I tell her about you.
Shahrazad al-Khalij (via unendingly)
This is beautiful
Marrying young is not the end of my freedom. It means I want to travel and see the world, but with her by my side. It means I still like drinking in bars and dancing in clubs, but stumbling home with her at 2am and eating pizza in our underwear. It means I know that I want to kiss those lips every morning, and every night before bed. If you see marriage as the end of your ‘freedom’, you’re doing it wrong.
Well this was just beautiful
When you wake up and get your period and you’re like “oh that’s why I was crying uncontrollably last night over a jelly bean”