This Is Why I Love Tumblr. There Can Be One Post That Can Help People In Soo Many Ways Because People

This is why I love Tumblr. There can be one post that can help people in soo many ways because people keep rebloging and so it gets around fast!

srsly tho this is absolutely a thing that dudes do all the f***ing time

like where if he knows a girl doesn’t necessarily want to give him a hug, he will trap her in this position in front of witnesses where she has 2 options- both of which are undesirable for her, while simultaneously desirable for him

if she doesn’t want to hug him, whatever she does, it will suck for her.

she can 1. say nah and be the fucking asshole in front of other ppl or 2. forsake her corporeal boundaries and allow unwanted intimate contact

it’s a f***ing trap

James: *to Sirius* Can you be any more gay?

Sirius:

James: Don't answer that.

Teach boys about periods

My mother also talked about periods to my brothers.

When I first got mine I had terrible cramps. Crippling cramps. I once was camping with my family and a few of my big brother’s friends when my period came. My cramps were so bad that my mom gave me a full pain killer ( I was 13 and before that she only gave me pills cut in half).

I literally laid down on my parents’ air mattress and cried in pain for an hour before the pill kicked in.

My brothers friend came in to the big tent and I was just curled up and sobbing. Now, I was quite the tomboy and was known to rough house with my brothers and their friends and made sure I wasnt seen as just “a little girl.” So my brother’s friend was confused to see me openly weeping in the fetal position (seriously, these were the worst cramps I have had in my life. My vision went white). He asked what was wrong with me.

My big brother stood up immediately and suggested a nice long hike. During this hike I am sure he had a pretty awkward conversation with his friend explaining menstrual cramps, because when they got back the pain pill had (mostly) kicked in and I was sitting up at a table when my brother’s friend sheepishly asked me if I was feeling better. I said I was better, and he said good.

When we made s'mores that night my brother and his friend kept me well supplied with chocolate.

Making sure sons know as much about periods and menstruation as daughters makes them better brothers, better sons better fathers, and better men. A man that understands a period will not lightly accuse a woman of “being on her period” if the woman is in an argument.

Raise better sons Teach them about normal bodily functions.

Dean: Knock knock

Cas: Who's there?

Dean: Interrupting Moose

Cas: Interrupting Moose Wh-

Sam: So I found this article...

Coming up in a more conservative Christian family, I grew up hearing that people in the LGBTQ+ community were just "confused" or some other bull. After spending time with people with other views than my family, I'm moving away from the mindset that that they're just "confused"

The fact that the bis are said to be "confused" irritates me. Who's to say that they're confused or just can't pick one gender? I firmly believe that you don't choose who you're attracted to, bisexuals are not exempt from that in my eyes.

This is why I don’t tell 99% people im bisexual

Friends are like condoms, they protect you when things get hard.

-pfft I have no clue, my friend showed it to me