I care about the problems of men. I care that the patriarchy tells men that they have to be stoic beasts incapable of emotion. I care that the patriarchy tells men that they are lust-filled monsters incapable of controlling their own libidos. I care that the patriarchy tells men that they cannot be raped or assaulted because the patriarchy believes women are too weak and inferior to be dangerous.
When something bothered me, I didn’t talk with anyone about it. I thought it over all by myself, came to a conclusion, and took action alone. Not that I really felt lonely. I thought that’s just the way things are. Human beings, in the final analysis, have to survive on their own.
Haruki Murakami (村上 春樹), “Sputnik Sweetheart” (via xu-an)
If you see something like this, DO NOT CALL AN EXTERMINATOR!
Call a beekeeper, they can relocate the hive instead of killing them. Bees are dying at an alarming rate, please do not contribute to that! They are so important for our ecosystem!
yo fuck this i aint gonna call no beekeeper i’m moving before i’m dead
I’m going to call an exterminator so the exterminator can kill them. I’ll be able to sleep at night knowing that there are less bees in the world.
No bees = no food.
No food = no life.
Congratulations on destroying the world.
Because you seem to not understand that bees pollinate flowers and literally bees are the reason we have food.
Did you guys even watch bee movie
you really really must call a bee keeper!
My family’s house had it’s entire attic taken over by bees one year. They slowly started appearing in the house, and then they were everywhere. We called a bee keeper, and he removed what he said was the largest domestic honeycomb/bee nest he’d ever seen. I was so terrified I’d gone to stay with a friend. My folks called me to meet the bee keeper, and he led me on the most magical journey through the house. He explained the bees were harmless if you move calmly through them and don’t swat at or harass them. He was only stung once because he accidentally put his hand down and smooshed one. The bees landed on me, walked a bit, then buzzed away. All honey combs and bees were safely removed and relocated. Call a bee keeper, they are awesome!
pompeii - bastille | little lion man - mumford and sons | the phoenix - fall out boy | everybody loves me - onerepublic | spark - fitz and the tantrums | mr. brightside - the killers | king and lionheart - of monsters and men | kiss with a fist - florence and the machine
drops of jupiter - train | young volcanoes - fall out boy | human - the killers | fast car - tracy chapman | undercover martyn - two door cinema club | first day of my life - bright eyes | thoughts of flight - edmund | killer queen - queen
stutter - marianas trench | australia - the shins | come on eileen - dexy’s midnight runners | skipping stone - transit | you and i - ingrid michaelson | stranger - chris august | little wonders - rob thomas | come on get higher - matt nathanson | ho hey - the lumineers
bad blood - bastille | us - regina spektor | the boys are too refined - the hush sound | ain’t no rest for the wicked - cage the elephant | kill your heroes - awolnation | car radio - twenty one pilots | flaws - bastille | all these things i’ve done - the killers