This one is more chill and it’s perfect right now. I don’t know if I’ll log into this account much more but we’ll see. =) This is my personal so not a lot of people will see this but here I go.
I know, the name is brilliant.
This is the penis bug, aka pendoxyriphoa cannus.
It’s a very tiny, harmful, parasite that lives at the base of your pubic hairs. This parasite is very small and tiny, but it is still possible to see. It’s only up to .5cm long. The maximum size ever recorded is 1.5cm long.
These parasites are attracted to the smell of sperm and body odors. You’ll find them crawling into your laundry basket, your bed sheets, and even your closet.
They spread rather very quickly. If your pubic hair is itchy for some odd apparent reason, maybe it’s these little fellas. It’s a relative to crabs. Not exactly a crab, but even worse.
Do you see those little mandingo looking things on the back of this little parasite? It’s called a barracade. That’s where it stores it’s toxic waste. They enter either into your skin, genital areas, or even your mouth to release them. It causes the victim to become dizzy and depending where the bug has entered — there will be rashes and bumps. Your heart rate slows down, and it’s best to see a doctor.
To live healthy and be free of these parasitic bugs just wash your pubes, genital areas, laundry, and your bed sheets often.
Why do bugs like this even have to exist
(via thechado)
I feel like Tumblr is just like High School now. You all have your own little cliques and groups and I’m by myself thinking I don’t care but I really do ‘cause it means no one likes me. So I just end up hating everyone and hating when they’re happy or having fun.
This is Zac’s. The ambulance people gave it to him. He’s alright. He was playing around and he slipped and fell and bumped his head on the edge of the coffee table we suspect. It was only him and my other brother at home because my parents were working and I was at a Track meet. My brother called my mom freaking out and she called the ambulance and told them to take Zac to her hospital and told my brother to go and get the neighbours. They were outside, thankd goodness and they looked after Zac while they waited for the ambulance. The laceration got down to the subcutaneous membrane of his skin, or the lowest layer and he had to got 4 stitches. He was very strong about it and I’m so proud of both my brothers.
I don’t know, I’ll just stop complaining and suck it up.
He’s the only person who knows how I’m really like emotionally. Yet I feel like he takes advantage of that and I feel like he makes me look bad in front of all these ~fame~ people that follow him. I don’t get it. It sucks to be so vulnerable to one person, especially when you’re not so sure where in their mind or heart you stand to them.
It’s nights like these where I feel like I don’t deserve the shit I get. I post what I want for myself and I don’t know why people feel the need to personally bring me down because of it.
I’ve never felt this before.
You can get over offence relatively quickly but it takes a while to forget how to stop being so wound up and upset.
I don’t get offended at all and I don’t get upset about things very easily but when I do, it hits me hard. It’s like this perfect balance that has to exist between emotions.
