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ask   Sometimes I go through bouts of reblogging tuna melts.

cyberuser:

cyberuser:

vvankinq:

cyberuser:

what do you call a message sent by a girl?

*sighs* what

a feMAIL

i got 7 messages saying this joke is offensive & that i’m the reason feminism exists

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mrgjohnson:

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HIV Through the Years

So a while back, I worked on some comics with the National AIDS Trust. They’re based on interviews with people who were diagnosed with HIV through the years, with one case study for the 80s, one for the 90s, one for the 00s and one for the present day.

It’s 30 years to the day since the official discovery of HIV, so it’s a pretty appropriate time for them to finally be released. It feels great to have my work out there helping people.

I would really appreciate if you would follow the link and read the comics, then share them to increase HIV awareness. HIV stigma is a real problem which affects a lot of people, and the only way to deal with that is to spread awareness.

See them here

I recently saw the documentary with Stephen Fry about AIDS. It was shocking to see how misinformed we generally still are and how complacent some people have gotten. All the while the stigma remains.
Excellent to see an awareness message, through the best medium possible.

Just a quick reblog for the evening/night crowd. Really would mean a lot to me if this got some attention so do share if you can.

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— 7 hours ago with 435 notes

ephemeral-static:

might-catch-my-crazy:

normalisntmyforte:

underwon:

my brain has too many tabs open

Most accurate thing ever

I can’t find the one that is playing that fucking song

T

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bravodelta9:

"Use it to groom them, or even yourself…"

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"It was a wild, tempestuous night, towards the close of November. Holmes and I sat together in silence all the evening, he engaged with a powerful lens deciphering the remains of the original inscription upon a palimpsest, I deep in a recent treatise upon surgery. Outside the wind howled down Baker Street, while the rain beat fiercely against the windows. It was strange there, in the very depths of the town, with ten miles of man’s handiwork on every side of us, to feel the iron grip of Nature, and to be conscious that to the huge elemental forces all London was no more than the molehills that dot the fields. I walked to the window, and looked out on the deserted street. The occasional lamps gleamed on the expanse of muddy road and shining pavement. A single cab was splashing its way from the Oxford Street end."

One of the most beautiful passages Arthur Conan Doyle has ever written.

From “The Golden Pince-Nez”

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fandomsandcountriesinthetardis:

xekstrin:

theonewhosawitall:

fairyspork:

i-am-momo-senpai:

That is a horror that may never again be recreated.

Holy shit

photobomb from beyond the grave

okay but when you flip it you get

HAYYYYY GURLLLL WHERE THE PARTY AT

this website i swear

fandomsandcountriesinthetardis:

xekstrin:

theonewhosawitall:

fairyspork:

i-am-momo-senpai:

That is a horror that may never again be recreated.

Holy shit

photobomb from beyond the grave

okay but when you flip it you get

HAYYYYY GURLLLL WHERE THE PARTY AT

this website i swear

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— 1 day ago with 287568 notes

ibeggedformercytwice:

ibeggedformercytwice:

ibeggedformercytwice:

My medieval servant boy has gone missing. I’ll just use Google to see if I can find him.

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Oh bother.

I still say this was hilarious fuck you guys

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— 2 days ago with 36110 notes