A Raspberry and mint Bavarian cream with a raspberry sauce #dessert #fordays

I have no motivation and no desire to do anything. I don’t want to go to class or work or wake up, and I feel like I can’t complain because everyone is so much more busier than me and then I get sad. I know people who understand the feeling, but it still sucks cause I just want to be super woman and do everything and I can’t…and this upsets me greatly .

Male privilege is “I have a boyfriend” being the only thing that can actually stop someone from hitting on you because they respect another man more than they respect your rejection/lack of interest.

The Sociological Cinema

There was actually research that was done that found that women who used an “I have a boyfriend/husband” excuse to reject unwanted sexual attention and harassment by their bosses were more likely to be left alone than those who used any other excuse (including “I’m not interested”)

Because men respect another man’s property (and that’s how they see us) than a woman’s autonomy.

(via bl-ossomed)

(Source: queerintersectional)



The Human Brain

The first time I held a human brain in Anatomy Lab I was completely speechless. I looked at my classmates expecting a similar reaction and they looked back at me confused like…”dude let’s start identifying the structures.” I had to take a step back and let it process…in my hands was someone’s entire life. From start to finish, every memory, every emotion, every bodily control…was right there in my hands. 

I wish I knew what happened yesterday. I just suddenly felt really sick to the point where I thought I was going to pass out. I guess it was hypoglycemia or low blood pressure cause my chef gave me apple juice and I was ok after. I was just watching a demonstration and then I got nauseous, and started sweating excessively but wanted to wait till she was done so I could run to the bathroom. I really thought I wasn’t going to make it through. but sitting seemed to help me. my fingers even tingled. maybe I just need to eat more before class. but I’ve gone hours without eating before and I didn’t feel hungry and I had a bottle of water during class as well. I’m confused. 


Nice try, Jackie.


Canola oil was originally called rapeseed oil, but rechristened by the Canadian oil industry in 1978 because it was hard to sell something with rape in the name. “Canola” is short for “Canadian oil.”

Most of the time people don’t want help.
They just want to be heard,
and to know that someone cares.

OCC (via psych-facts)

(Source: onlinecounsellingcollege)

I wish I could explain it so someone could understand it. I’m afraid it’s something I can’t put into words. There’s just this heavy, overwhelming despair - dreading everything. Dreading life. Empty inside, to the point of numbness. It’s like there’s something already dead inside. My whole being has been pulling back into that void for months.
Kay Redfield Jamison
(via wordsthat-speak)