bitchinbyeler:

splend-42:

zdelta-xray-delta:

strangesigils:

eternallyhungry-phan:

eternallyhungry-phan:

weirdseaotter:

beeblebrox-writes:

viatae:

hopesdayydream:

hey uh? i dont really know if this is real but im? kinda both scared and disgusted rn? even if you’re not muslim if you could spread this? i dont know how many muslim followers i have but, please, stay safe?

please spread this and please stay safe.

every single one of my followers should reblog this. Keep your brothers and sisters safe.

DUDE WTH

what the frick is this real

according to the internet this is a real thing in the UK.

thats messed up.

stay safe

I just looked it up and for real people are getting these letters all over the UK.

Please be safe if youre muslim, if youre not muslim please look out for and protect the muslim people around you, theres some seriously sick people out there that may very well act on this.

What the actual fuck.

Please stay safe everyone

Rushed to snopes, hoping to find it’s a hoax – doesn’t seem to be, and it’s reported on The Independent and on Sky News and on The Guardian.

Stay safe, everyone.

what the fuck??

to any and all of my muslim followers: please please stay safe

to any and all of my non-muslim followers: if you have received this letter, please turn it over to the authorities and get the word out

zinge:

whatbigotspost:

_____

Blech. No one wants your terfy organs anyway…

Imagine being such a selfish, evil, didgusting person that you would take yoirself off of a list that literally saves lives, including those of babies, children, and pregnant people, JUST so that after you fucking die your uterus will get buried with you instead of being used by a transgender person, (or a cis person who just happens not to have a functioning uterus.)

Anyway, who else plans to be an organ donor as soon as possible? I know I sure do!

Source: whatbigotspost

davidbridger:

suzie-guru:

Imagine Harry and Ginny a few months into their marriage and they’re so happy and in love and then one day they go shopping for food and household items and Harry just casually grabs certain items before Ginny hisses at him to “Check the prices, Harry, God! That bed set is far too expensive, we’re not going to have anything left to get the food with!” And Harry starts to laugh and say “We don’t have to worry about -” and then he stops and he and Ginny look at each other. And Harry realizes that she’s grown up having to measure out all her money and decide what she can and cannot have for a certain week or month or year. And Ginny realizes that she is actually no longer obligated to worry about money ever again.

Imagine Harry and Ginny eating dinner together and Ginny’s telling him about certain meals her mum made and teasing him about how he wolfs everything down and “Honestly Harry, you’re worse than Ron!” and Harry retorts laughingly “well old habits die hard, I had to fight Dudley for meals all the time, you at least knew you were going to eat every day!” And Ginny’s grin starts to fade and she asks “You…you didn’t get to eat everyday?” And Harry realizes what he said and he changes the subject quickly and Ginny looks at the plates in front of him and resists the urge to pile on some more potatoes. And the next day Vernon Dursley’s car is egged.

Imagine Harry and Ginny both suffering from night terrors and PTSD and agreeing that maybe going to that therapist Hermione recommended isn’t such a bad idea, and that’s how Thursday night became Therapy Night when they go out to dinner or to the pub after each session and agree that they need to talk to some Healers about introducing these sessions since therapy is still widely seen as muggle nonsense in the wizarding world.

And Ginny murmurs over her fire whiskey that sometimes she can still hear Tom Riddle murmuring in her ear, and Harry whispers that he dreams about running after his mother and father and Sirius and Remus as they disappear behind the Veil in the Department of Mysteries and he doesn’t know if he wakes from terror or regret about not making it through. And they go back home and hold each other closer that night and both wake up with raging hangovers.

This is beautiful. Thank you.

han-nara:

thatsweetsoundof-humility:

I’m going to reblog this like 5 times a day until that fucking ad is gone

…“Six Nike-contractor factories in Indonesia have applied for an exemption from the minimum wage law, the Australian Broadcasting Corporation reports; they needed consent from some workers in order to be eligible. If the factories get the exemption, they will be able to pay their workers $3.70 per day instead of $4 per day.

Labor activists claim the use of force at the Sukabumi factory was not an isolated incident, and that multiple Nike factories in Indonesia systematically pressured workers to give up their right to the new minimum wage, according to the Jakara Globe.

Nike defended itself against the charges Tuesday. “Nike takes these claims seriously and company representatives are investigating the claims,” Greg Rossiter, a Nike spokesman, wrote in an email to The Huffington Post. “The Nike Code of Conduct is very clear: Nike expects contract factory workers to be ‘paid at least the minimum wage required by country law and provided legally mandated benefits, including holidays and leaves, and statutory severance when employment ends.’”

With 171,000 Nike-affiliated workers, Indonesia is the third-largest producer of goods for the company, according to The Independent.

This is not the first time that Nike has come under fire for its labor practices in the country. A Nike shoe factory in Serang, Indonesia, failed to pay its workers for 600,000 hours of overtime work over two years, according to The Guardian. That factory paid workers $1 million in total unpaid overtime only after coming under pressure. And workers making Converse shoes (a Nike-owned brand) in Indonesia have claimed that supervisors slapped them, threw shoes at them and called them pigs and dogs, according to the Associated Press.

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2013/01/15/nike-indonesia_n_2481236.html

Source: class-struggle-anarchism

This is the rape joke:
My best friend was four years old the first time his father came into his room at midnight and tore out his throat. He still has days when I cannot hold him because the memory of a bleeding trachea haunts his doorway. He has not been home for the holidays in many years, but – even now – hands are seen as weapons.

This is the rape joke:
I have been told by more than twenty people that they have been raped. To all of them, I asked where the rapist was. From none of them, I heard ‘jail.’

This is the rape joke:
Once my brother told me that I was so ugly, I would be a virgin forever. Unless someone raped me. But even they wouldn’t come back for seconds.

This is the rape joke:
I believed him.

This is the rape joke:
I now look at every woman on the street and wonder if the space between her legs is a crime scene, surrounded by ripped caution tape. The statistics tell me that this is so common that I will never be in a room that does not contain a survivor. Not even if I am in that room alone.

This is the rape joke:
I was thirteen years old, and he was supposed to be just a friend.

This is the rape joke:
When his older brother came home, the boy pulled away. He wiped the tears from my face and said ‘we should do this again some time.’

This is the rape joke:
When I finally told my parents, they asked what I had been wearing.

This is the rape joke:
I had been wearing my innocence. My trust. I had worn the love I held for humanity and expected to be treated well. I had never been taught that I would be that girl, the one who keeps a mine of secrets between her legs – that girl was the slut. I wasn’t supposed to be breakable.
What had I been wearing? I wore the rape joke, then I became it.

This is the Rape Joke | d.a.s

After Lora Mathis’s poem “the Rape Joke”

(via undeadlife)

Source: backshelfpoet

Block user yankeeyan

theasexualityblog:

q-lee:

allthingsasexual:

They are a blog dedicated to acephobia. Please block them and stay safe. Love you all

Im confused. i searched this blog and all it seemed to be was a landscape reblogging page.

Did you click the right one? This is the acephobic one

TW guys

This person seems almost aggressively anti-ace. Like they’re doing it to aggravate us and get a reaction rather than because they truly believe it?
Well, I hope so, I don’t want to believe there are people that awful in the world.