In 2001, “out of 760 dogs impounded, they killed 713, arranged for 19 to be adopted, and farmed out 36 to other shelters (not necessarily “no kill” ones). As for cats, they impounded 1,211, euthanized 1,198, transferred eight, and found homes for a grand total of five. PETA also took in 58 other companion animals —rabbits. It killed 54 of them.”
As well as their disgusting body shaming, their hyper sexualization and objectification of women’s bodies, their romanticizing of violence against women… HUMAN BEINGS AGAINST PETA.
fuck yeah humans against peta
also kitty cats against peta
Reblogging in case there is anyone out there who reads my blog and still respects/supports PETA. I remember when I first started Feminish a little over a year ago, I wrote a commentary about the org, and to my surprise, a lot of folks had no idea they were waist deep in this kinda bullshit. (Good thing to bookmark for when folks ask for evidence later.)
Every time I think of the black market, I actually imagine a market, with little stalls selling illegal things like nuclear weapons and organs.
wait that’s not what the black market is?
Oun Sambath and his pet python.
A few months after Oun Sambath was born, his family found a baby python under his mattress. They carefully took it outside, but during the night it returned to be with the baby boy. The boy’s father prayed, and decided that the snake belonged to the boy and would bring them happiness.
The boy and the snake have been together ever since. They have played together, have slept together, and even have talked together.
“What do you say to the snake?” People have asked the boy.
“That is a secret,” the boy has replied.
is this some voldemort shit
It saddens me so many people have reblogged this, and so many people have felt this horrible feeling that I, too, have experienced. I wish I could do something for each soul. More than 25,000 people. Can’t believe.
More than 73,000 people now..
Over half a million people.
This doesn’t include the people who don’t have tumblr, the younger kids, the older adults, the people too poor for Internet, the people who have already done it, the people to scared to reblog
Way to many notes, this deserves no notes at all, no one should ever feel the need to kill themselves, no one should ever get that far down, suicide shouldn’t exist, if any of my followers are ever feeling down promise me you’ll message me, I can’t lose anyone else to suicide, please if you need anyone talk to me, a friend, teacher, work colleague or even a family member, please do not turn to suicide!
every day every night
Tried and failed
Every day and night.
Want to right now…(via
The notorious character type who bobbed her hair, smoke cigarettes, drank gin, sported short skirts, and passed her evenings in steamy jazz clubs, where she danced in a shockingly immodest fashion with a revolving cast of male suitors.”
“The New Woman of the 1920s boldly asserted her right to dance, drink, smoke, and date— to work her own property, to live free of the strictures that governed her mother’s generation. (…) She flouted Victorian-era conventions and scandalized her parents. In many ways, she controlled her own destiny”
in first period a girl got dress coded for wearing a tank top with a jacket over it and this scrawny little boy stood up and yelled “OH MY GOD SHE HAS SKIN THE SKIN IS TOO MUCH FOR ME HER SHOULDERS ARE BEAUTIFUL THIS IS TOO MUCH” and the teacher got so annoyed with him that she didn’t get to dress coding her