Amenably Awesome

Existing in NC.
Tennis Player, Gamer, Skater, and Artist.
I run from my fears,yet I swim out of my drowning tears, here.
Physiological Needs:Goof off, Sleep in, Turn on, Eat out, Fall Down, Get Up, and Stay strong.
The story I own is a journey&I walk alone on my path ;lonely as it may be, I don't mind a little company. <3

gourmetgaming:

Portal - The Cake is a Lie

Difficulty - 2.5

For my first attempt at Gourmet Gaming I thought I’d start with possibly the most famous case of food in a video game - so it’s obviously the cake from Portal. I’m well aware of the in-game recipe which includes fish shaped garnishes and industrial by-products (and perhaps I will attempt this more faithful, if insane, recipe at some point) but I wanted to create something from scratch , something that didn’t involve getting your cake from a box; this is Gourmet Gaming after all. 

My Portal Cake is a devils food cake with a vanilla cream cheese filling, smothered in a chocolate ganache. It’s incredibly rich and moist and perfect for anyone who loves chocolate. It’s also (thankfully) surprisingly easy to make!

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the-unpopular-opinions:

If you ever starts a sentence with something along the lines of ‘educate yourself’, I will automatically assume you’re an arrogant prick who thinks they’re the definitive voice of truth and knowledge, and I will automatically ignore you. Because 90% of all the people I’ve seen use this phrase, turn out to be condescending straight afterwards to anyone who doesn’t automatically accept that opinion.

Protip: Just because someone does not ‘agree’ with you on something, doesn’t mean that they don’t already know what you’re about to try and tell them. Chances are they do already know about that thing you think is true, but they just happen not to think it’s true themselves. It’s almost as if many different people on this planet are can have many different opinions about stuff, and not everyone has to think the same. Hard to accept, right? I know, it’s crazy.

  • sex ed teacher: every month the walls of the uterus gently shed placenta in the process known as menstruation.
  • my uterus: every month I'll gently rip your soul out of your vagina for three to seven days.

paulaeponine:

Don’t you just hate it when you go to sleep with white bedsheets and wake up with the Japanese flag?

ratica:

This accurately describes how I feel when I’m on my period.

Cis boys love to talk about their cocks.

It’s an obsession with them.

Scrawling the bloody things all over text books and on walls.

As if to say ‘this is ours’.

'Our territory. Our world. You best beware here.'

Comparing them.

Measuring with rulers in the back of maths class.

While harassed supply teachers sigh:

'Well, boys will be boys.'

*

Yet the moment I say a word about my vagina,

The world stops still.

And collectively tuts,

And frowns down at me like a scandalised Victorian schoolteacher.

'I have a vagina'.

They cringe and grimace.

They do not know where to look.

*

'Every month it bleeds.'

You can hear them can’t you?

The men gagging and cursing.

Because I have brazenly revealed the truth of myself.

That I am a living being and a living body.

Not a toy,

Squeaky clean,

Pretty and smooth and pleasing.

Presented for their fickle consumption.

*

'I can achieve orgasm without any of you.'

Glasses drop, shatter.

Eyes are wide like saucers.

Someone faints with horror.

*

After some deliberation a single boy steps forward.

There is a look to his eyes,

A greedy, predatory glint I would love to carve out of them.

Before he becomes a man and a monster.


*

The first time I ever saw a woman kissing a woman,

Was in the hands of an immature, sweaty boy,

Under the desk beside me.

On a phone the teacher pretended not to notice.

*

One of the lads stuck his crotch in my face,

To punish me for the crime of sitting on a public bench,

He fancied reclining on.

*

I was a ‘bitch’,

Because I once declared not one of those boys,

Would ever be good enough for me.

*

(Now we return to our scene).

*

The ringleader smirks,

As though he would crush me in his fist,

Or see me trussed up like a plastic Barbie.

( I don’t think he has decided yet).

'Okay then, we'll watch' he announces.

*

'Fuck off. No.'

I reply.

And close the curtains.

The Boys At School by Claudia Boleyn

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Pros and Cons of being on my period

period-problems:

Pros


Cons
  • My cat fucking bleeds out
  • I can’t wear white
  • My face breaks out
  • I question my gender 10x a day
  • Sex doesn’t happen
  • Sweats make my ass look fat
  • Skinny jeans don’t fit
  • Tired no matter how much sleep I get
  • Sore tits
  • Wanting to fuck anything and everything

(Source: period-problems.tumblr.comP)

vikingsrph:

I AM ALLOWED TO COMPLAIN

I AM ALLOWED TO CRY OVER SIMPLE THINGS

I AM FULLY AWARE THAT OTHER PEOPLE HAVE PROBLEMS TOO AND THEY ARE PROBABLY WORSE OFF THAN I AM

DO NOT REMIND ME OF THAT WHEN I AM UPSET

MY FEELINGS ARE VALID

I AM ALLOWED TO COMPLAIN

WHAT IS SIMPLE TO YOU COULD BE STRESSFUL TO ME

STOP TELLING ME TO THINK ABOUT PEOPLE THAT HAVE IT WORSE

STOP STOP STOP

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