well he really should have worn more protective clothing if he didnāt want that to happen sounds to me like he was asking for it
Are weĀ reallyĀ sure he was actually shot and decapitated? Idk, sounds like something he wouldāve made up. Guys make false decapitation accusations all the time, you know.Ā
If he didnāt want to be decapitated, he shouldnāt have worn a shirt that showed off his neck
I mean, not all woman decapitate people. Iām not like that.
Was he alone? He shouldnāt have been alone. I mean what was he expecting?
It obviously wasnāt a legitimate decapitation, if it was the body has ways of shutting it down. Ā
He probably enjoyed being shot. Most men donāt like to admit they actually enjoy being shot and having their head cut off.
Obviously. If he didnāt like it, he wouldnāt have let her shoot him 10 times. He wouldāve stopped her. Basic logic.
A lesson to learn, kids. Always be on guard by wearing a bulletproof vest.
He shouldnāt have run into her bullets. Ten times.
I heard heād been at a bar before it happened, so he probably just got drunk and tripped over the blade that decapitated him. Men really need to be more careful when they drink or these things are bound to happen.
Iām not kidding. Take some time out of your day, and figure out how dat thang actually attaches to your person. Heck, donāt limit it to the glutes, study everything, youāll figure out how it works with the rest of the body a lot easier.
Break muscles down to basic workable shapes. Thatās how construction works.
With these studies and simplifications, Iāve learned:
Thereās a fair amount more to it, especially if weāre talking about fat vs. muscle,Ā proportions, relation to hips, etc., but these are more or less the basics, I think.
Seriously though, practice anatomy. Then you can go off and do whatever you please.
This is worse. Looking at these you can tell they have no significant monetary value. They were confiscated as a fear tactic. Nothing more.
This picture breaks my heart everytime it appears in my dash. Itās a fear tactic, alright butā
The first one in the left corner: Itās a first communion rosary, and itās not cheap.
The black one in the first line: Thatās a widow rosary and itās old.
The white one in the second line:Ā is a commemoration rosary. It has a miniature picture in the round part. I havenāt seen that since the 70ā²s.
In the third line, multicolor one: Itās an Anima mundi, I have only seen those in the hands of Rosary ministeryās old ladies. The oldest ones are from the 80ā²s after Juan Pablo II came to Mexico for the first time. Itās one of the old ones, I know because the crucifixes are different.Ā
The third one on the fourth line: Red and gold. The style is old, the metal is dark, thatās a 50ā²s rosary, probably a quinceaƱera one (or itās maybe older, from the 40ā²s when the brides carried red roses with their offerings).
The fifth one on the fourth line: Itās a quinceaƱera rosary with Ignatiusās tear. The style is old and in my part of Mexico is orphan girls who used it. At least it was when I was young.
The third one of the fifth line: the blue one with the anchor. That one I have only seen in Veracruz and it doesnāt look new.
The fifth one on the fifth line: Thatās a 90ā²s wedding rosary. Black and white patterns were popular on that date.
The fourth one on the last line: Thatās a first communion rosary from the 30ā²s. Itās delicate and most probably silver.
The rest wrench my heart too, the humble everyday rosaries with wooden beads and knots. Those are cheap and bear the wear and tear of their user handling. But thoseĀ I described are much more.
Those are motherās rosaries.
Those are not just rosaries. Those are mementos, thatās the proof of their families stories. They are taking from them the only portable things they can carry to feel the connection to their families.
Itās not a fear tactic. Call it like by its name.
Itās dehumanization.
Itās not a fear tactic. Call it like by its name.Ā
reblog this w your weirdest fear!!! mineās balloons
I said weirdest not deepest! stop reblogging this w shit like āmy life falling apartā and āintimacyā and have fun!! be scared of figurines or something damn
ANTS
When I was little I used to be deathly afraid of not being able to know how to turn off a sink or shower faucet. I remember having multiple nightmares about it.
That and Michael Myers. Specifically the Michael Myers mask that my dad would always keep in his closet. Not even the actual Michael Myers from the movie scared me as horrifically as that mask when I was a little tike.
And the bright blue screen/ the static that would come up at the end of a movie on vhs.
I was a skittish kid
Elmo actually… š Yeah I know it sounds wierd, but Elmo would scare me, and like scenes of the Muppets in general where you’d see their legs and everything would also creep me out
Once I worked as an intern in the state capital. One of the representatives I worked for was this middle-aged guy. And he hated the tampon and napkin machines in the womenās bathrooms. Hated them. He insisted that they werenāt necessary.
I found out why after Iād been working there, oh, about a month. My period started suddenly, as it sometimes does, and I asked to excuse myself to go to the ladiesā room. He wanted to know why. I told him.
He started ranting about how lazy women were. How we wasted time. How we were so careless and unhygenic, and that there was no call for that. He finished by telling me that I certainly was NOT going to the ladiesā room and that I was just going to sit there and work. He finished this off with a decisive nod, as if Iād just been told and there could be no possible argument.
āIf I donāt go,ā I said in an overly patient tone,Ā āthe blood is going to soak through my pants, stain my new skirt that I just bought, and possibly get on this chair Iām sitting in. I need something to soak up the blood. Thatās why I need to go to the bathroom.ā
His face turned oatmeal-gray; an expression of pure horror spread across his face. He leaned forward and whispered,Ā āWait, you mean that if you donāt go, youāll just keep on bleeding? I thought that women could turn it off any time that they wanted!ā
I thought, Ā You have got to be kidding.
Several horrified whispers later, I learned that he wasnāt. He actually thought a) that women could shut down the menstrual cycle at will, b) that we essentially picked a week per month to spend more time in the bathroom, i.e. to goof off, and c) that napkins and tampons were sex toys paid for by Health and Human Services. I didnāt know the term then, but he believed that tampons were dildos. Which was why he and a good number of his friends considered them luxuries.
And thatās how, at twenty, I had to give a talk on menstruation to a middle-aged married state representative who was one of my bosses. American politics, ladies and gentlemen.
Thatās.., thatās insane.
what the fuck did i just read
So this dude thought we’d PURPOSELY go though a painful, stessful and hellish week JUST BECAUSE WE COULD?! If women were capable of controlling their period I’d garentee they’d never have them at all! Who the hell willingly wants to go through that? š
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