anotherwellkeptsecret:

I used to hate using ‘love’ liberally. I felt it was a sacred word only to be used in very special occasions. Now that I’m older, I’ve come to the realization that love should be shared and felt and received with reckless abandon. Love these characters, love this food, love things in the moment, even if they may seem tiny and insignificant to others. I think it makes life a little more soft around the edges. 

bogleech:

bogleech:

bogleech:

Why do so many people think mainstream medicine or “big pharma” is automatically untrustworthy because of how much money it makes when the people selling Homeopathic Natural Herbs and shit aren’t subjected to any laws or regulations whatsoever and make far quicker, far easier money they get to keep much more of for themselves?

They aren’t required to spend anything on personnel, equipment or facilities to ever test their product or prove it does anything as long as their label says somewhere that it’s homeopathic.

Anyone with zero experience or qualifications can pay to have some dirt out of their backyard bottled and put any price on it and claim it “may” be good for your health somehow and yet the industry that involves thousands of actual scientists is the one that supposedly must be making fake poison for profit.

Uh note that just because I’m pointing out that the alternative is a deadly money making scheme doesn’t mean I’m defending the evil practices of big corporations.

It’s just really silly to put trust into something so, so clearly MORE sinister.

The Crystal Healer snake oiler peddlers are nothing but a poor independent rebranding of the same people who make billions inflating the prices of epipens, except it’s even less possible for them to ever suffer repercussions for it since a quick “*not fda approved” on your packaging covers you forever.

I should also say that this particular moment of outrage on my behalf was sparked by the wave of parents making their autistic children drink bleach on the advice of the same kinds of people who think autism was manufactured by flu shots.

ceeblathers:

ceeblathers:

ceeblathers:

ceeblathers:

my brother is sitting in the chair in my room studying a practice test thing for his final test before he becomes a fully certified EMT tomorrow and he’s mumbling some of the questions out loud and he just went “a child has fallen from a monkey at school…” and he just got dead quiet and stared at the wall for like a solid minute with the most stricken look on his face before he whispered “there’s no protocol for monkeys”

bro

bro it means monkey bars 

now he’s googling “child falls from monkey” and apparently the only thing that pops up is Fall Out Boy’s “Thnks Fr th Mmrs”

 I M  L AHUGNI N G SO H ARD  HE WENT INTO THE KITCHEN LIKE 5 MINUTES AGO AND STARTED A CONVERSATION WITH MY MOM AND I HEARD HIM JUST STOP MID SENTENCE AND THEN SHOUT “FUCKING MONKEY BARS” 

this was a post meant for like 6 people who actually know my brother and now this is the only image he has on this site he’s the “monkey protocol” guy for almost 100,000 people I give up