*doesn’t do homework and hopes for the best*
me: “sleeps for 5 hours” tired
me: “sleeps for 17 hours” tired
me: “sleeps for a month” tired
me: “sleeps for a year” still tired
Holland Roden for Troix - 2011
If you’re reading this, you truly have my deepest congratulations for making it another day
is there anything on earth more anxiety inducing than being given unclear instructions and then put under time pressure
my response to everything is either no or i don’t know.
[writes paper] this doesnt make any sense [prints it] [doesn’t proofread] [hands it in for a grade]
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.