On the journey to Catholicism. INTJ. Greek Mythology, Harry Potter, and Marvel Universe are my jam. Avatar is the Madonna and Child as a Choctaw woman and child. Header is from Lore Olympus (on Webtoons). Oklahoma, Texas, Louisiana.
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reblog to have your followers tell you how much livestock your hand in marriage is worth
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with every new update we get closer to 2006 MySpace
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I like to think this type of stuff is made in a very cold room, so the chocolate doesn’t melt.
I bet it’s wonderful in that room.
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As someone who used to watch porn semi-regularly, I can attest that porn does make you stupider. I have a shitty memory these days and I’m pretty sure it’s from porn.
It’s also bad for you in many other ways but I don’t feel like getting into it right now.
What’s the word for horny but not in a sexual way like I’m horny for Halloween but I don’t wanna fuck a pumpkin you feel
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Our culture really romanticises the idea of a brooding misunderstood loner who’s an asshole to everyone but secretly has a heart of gold, so it’s frighteningly easy to meet a guy who treats everyone around him badly and believe without evidence that he has a heart of gold.
Don’t fall for it.
And a lapse in cruelty is not evidence of kindness.
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it’s hilarious to me when people call historical fashions that men hated oppressive
like in BuzzFeed’s Women Wear Hoop Skirts For A Day While Being Exaggeratedly Bad At Doing Everything In Them video, one woman comments that she’s being “oppressed by the patriarchy.” if you’ve read anything Victorian man ever said about hoop skirts, you know that’s pretty much the exact opposite of the truth
thing is, hoop skirts evolved as liberating garment for women. before them, to achieve roughly conical skirt fullness, they had to wear many layers of petticoats (some stiffened with horsehair braid or other kinds of cord). the cage crinoline made their outfits instantly lighter and easier to move in
it also enabled skirts to get waaaaay bigger. and, as you see in the late 1860s, 1870s, and mid-late 1880s, to take on even less natural shapes. we jokingly call bustles fake butts, but trust me- nobody saw them that way. it was just skirts doing weird, exciting Skirt Things that women had tons of fun with
men, obviously, loathed the whole affair

(1864)
(1850s. gods, if only crinolines were huge enough to keep men from getting too close)

(no date given, but also, this is 100% impossible)
(also undated, but the ruffles make me think 1850s)
it was also something that women of all social classes- maids and society ladies, enslaved women and free women of color -all wore at one point or another. interesting bit of unexpected equalization there
and when bustles came in, guess what? men hated those, too
(1880s)

(probably also 1880s? the ladies are being compared to beetles and snails. in case that was unclear)

(1870s, I think? the bustle itself looks early 1870s but the tight fit of the actual gown looks later)
hoops and bustles weren’t tools of the patriarchy. they were items 1 and 2 on the 19th century’s “Fashion Trends Women Love That Men Hate” lists, with bonus built-in personal space enforcement
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Those cats be like “what’re ya doing in muh swamp?”
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1) he has a point. The History Channel has taken the MTV routes and no longer airs what its name implies.
2) I need to do this to my lawn mower.



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“Would you like to hear about our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ?”

Moment of your time?
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He literally said “borf”. My heart can only take so much cute. Also, he looks like he has a squishy face and I would like to squish it.
Best alarm clock ever.
via @winnie.and.malla
#so cute it hurts#so cute I want to be destructive#don’t worry I won’t destroy anything#except maybe my heart#because I can’t stop watching this dog gently bark at his owner
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So a few things happened today...
1) I learned that I’m technically not a catachumen, instead I’m a candidate since I have already been baptized in the Christian faith.
2) I came across a show on Netflix called A.D.: Kingdom & Empire, and it is essentially the book of Acts made into a miniseries, with some artistic license. It’s pretty good.
3) I started RCIA tonight, and among the many things we talked about, one thing sticks out: the first Sunday of Lent my RCIA group (there’s only two of us so far) will travel to the cathedral in Tulsa and have a Rite of Election and meet the bishop of Tulsa. That’s pretty neat, especially since I’ve never visited a cathedral before.
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“Ay, piss off with your sand.”
today i learned fish can be dicks
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The Cincinnati Enquirer, Ohio, February 21, 1947
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One of my best friend’s mom gave me a catechism and a lovey rosary blessed by Pope Benedict after I told her about me going through RCIA. I had recently asked my friend if she had a catechism I could borrow and she told me to ask her mom. My friend’s dad had converted a while ago, and her mom found this catechism for me to use. She gave it to me when I came into town for my friend’s wedding. Before I left their house today, she went and found me the rosary. It was honestly the most thoughtful gift I think I have ever received. I will forever cherish these gifts from a woman I consider a second mom. Also, my cat now thinks these are her new toys. She is poorly mistaken.
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