thehateintheworld

justdarealstoopkid:

just-a-penis-with-a-dream:

ianbaerwolf:

donitaruga:

glassbottledemon:

Male rape victim talks about why he finds male rape funny at the Atomic Vaudeville Cabaret in June of 2012.

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This always makes me cry.

God damn it makes me sad

I was so pissed off at first and then I was like.. oh.

Wow. This broke my heart. Reminds me of an episode of what would you do.

defected-fallen-angel

remusjohnslupin:

 Newt’s masterpiece has been an approved textbook at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry ever since its publication and must take a substantial amount of credit for our students’ consistently high results in Care of Magical Creatures examinations — yet it is not a book to be confined to the classroom. No wizarding household is complete without a copy of Fantastic Beasts, well thumbed by the generations who have riffled its pages in search of the best way to rid the lawn of Horklumps, interpret the mournful cries of the Augurey, or cure their pet Puffskein of drinking out of the toilet.

defected-fallen-angel

girl-in-nike:

tonytobar:

What if verbal abuse left the same scars as physical abuse? Would it be taken more seriously? That’s what photographer Richard Johnson hopes to accomplish with his new photo project, “Weapons of Choice.”

The series uses a makeup artist to put bruises and scars on photo subjects. Embedded in these violent marks are some hateful words typically associated with abuse, such as “Stupid,” “Dumb,” “Trash” and others that are much, much worse.

What if verbal abuse left the same scars as physical abuse

thunderingstars

thunderingstars:

Prince Ariel, as the only son of King Triton, is constantly pushed to find a bride and have children, but he couldn’t be less interested in the female form.  He dreams of finding a place where he’ll be accepted for who he is.  (Art by thecrownedheart — let me know if you don’t like it being used.)

Lyrics:

Look at this place?
Isn’t it neat?
Wouldn’t you think that my life is complete?
Wouldn’t you think I’m the boy, the boy who has everything?
Family and friends,
A palace of gold…
Just how much privilege can one boy’s life hold?
Looking around here you think
"Sure, he’s got everything."
I’ve a father and sisters who love me,
I’ve got ladies who faun and adore.
I guess some of their fins are quite lovely…
But who cares?
No big deal…
I want more….

I wanna be where the people are.
I wanna see all the pretty young men
walking around on those —
what do you call ‘em? Oh, feet.
Flippin’ your fins you don’t get too far,
Legs are required for jumpin’, dancin’
strollin’ along down a —
what’s that word again?  —Street!
Up where they walk,
up where they run,
up where they stay all day in the sun!
Happy and free,
wish I could be
part of that world.

What would I give
if I could live
out of this ocean?
What would I pay
to spend a day warm on the sand?
Betcha on land
they accept and
bet they will understand the notion:
don’t want women!
Sick of swimmin’!
Ready to stand!

And ready to know what the people know,
ask ‘em my questions and get some answers…
What’s a rainbow? And why is it —
what’s the word?  —Queer?
Get me out of here!
Wouldn’t I love,
love to explore that shore up above!
Out of the sea…
Wish I could be
part of that world.