partners*

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Labor unions were angry with President Clinton for signing into law the North American Free Trade Agreement. They pressured Congress to act to revisit the law. When the House of Representatives initially rejected Clinton’s request to negotiate new trade deals in 1997, Clinton had to show he took labor’s concerns seriously. So as part of a new trade deal with Cambodia, Clinton agreed to a union proposal to provide the Cambodian government incentives to improve the conditions of apparel workers. The final compromise between the Clinton administration and labor allowed workers to unionize in return for an increased export quota. They received $50 a month for a 48-hour week, a dozen federal holidays, vacation days, sick leave and maternity leave. The Cambodian deal became the only free trade agreement with an enforceable labor provision.

Two-party system is hopeless for creating progressive change. Let’s take a page from marriage activists and fight

hoe tips from urs truly:

  • masturbate before going out, it relieves nerves and leaves your skin looking nice and glowy
  • perfume evaporates faster from dry skin, put vaseline on ur pulse points before using sprays to make the scent last longer
  • some more blowjob/cunni proof lipsticks: armani rouge ecstasy, benetint lip stain, maybelline color sensational lip stain, and nyx matte lip cream
  • use conditioner to shave. it smells nice, doesn’t clog ur razor like oils/creams do, prevents burns and bumps, and leaves legs feeling soft and smooth
  • ashy? no lotion? conditioner also works as a moisturizer in a pinch  
  • always soften ur skin with a hot towel before tweezing/shaving to prevent irritation
  • don’t use baby oil if u use condoms, it deteriorates the latex 
  • ALWAYS pull skin taut before waxing anything, even if someone is doing it for u, u gotta hold that skin and make it tight 
  • chances of queefing 500% increase if youre being hit from the back, arch ur back to prevent this
  • if u have trouble orgasming with ur partner or need clitoral stimulation, try the “pole position” (basically you straddle their thigh while doing funny business which is 👀👌👀👌 GOOD SHIT)

anonymous asked:

Because Im very much a femme (my partner isnt) I like my dresses, my lipstick, i wear heels everyday and I have a alot of different friends, though when i tell people Im meeting up with a female friend they say "cool whatever" but if I say im seeing a guy friend they go "oooh lala ;) who is he?" they all know Im a lesbian, but this is the reaction I get, like my partner isnt real, do i have to shave my head and get some flannel shirts before people take me seriously as a lesbian?!?!

Oh, tell me about it! I know! It’s ridiculous. I’ve had people messaging me before asking me for advice on how to dress like a lesbian, and I’m just like, well, if you’re a lesbian, where whatever you want and bam, you’re dressed like a lesbian.

Why do people feel like you need to dress a certain way, or act a certain way to be a lesbian? It shouldn’t be so hard to be overtly feminine and be taken seriously as a gay woman!

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Why art matters in health education
It’s 7:30 a.m. and mothers begin to gather under a shelter at a health center in southern Malawi. Babies are straddled to their mothers’ backs or cleverly attached to their hips so they are able to...

“As I watch this event unfold, I realize that this artistic presentation is not just a form of audible entertainment; it synchronizes human existence, identifies commonalities within the culture and isolates human tendencies that affect health.”

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The Trans Pacific Partnership agreement. 

Where the government tries to fuck everyone over again.

Skip to 3:00 for the actual talking to begin about the subject.

http://imgur.com/a/KuERk#wIaF3c1

More info about how it needs to be boycotted and stopped immediately.

weeeee hello loves i haven’t done a follow forever for a few months now and i feel like bc this is a new blog, i should totally do one to thank all the friends i’ve made here & also to #expose myself a lil’. ignore the graphic tbh it’s lame af i just wanted to get something quick out so i could get to the main point of the follow forever. i moved blogs bc i wasn’t very happy, but, since coming to this blog i think i’ve been a little bit better & i’ve also made so many more new friends too !! i love each and every follower that i have and i appreciate every single person that puts up with me. i’ve decided that under the cut i’m gunna write lil’ notes to some of my closest friends/rp partners bc i’ve never done that before & i’ve always wanted to tbh. anyway,,,, i hope i don’t forget anyone!!

these people are who i’ve either rp’ed with quite a bit & love v much or i love their blogs from afar and y’all are so rad: 

wcldestdreams fcclings ofmiscreant periculosums incandescehope wearetides selaphicl mumbliings nicotiines alienateds frayedpetal aliothiisms inintervals underprcssure tragicslly lvghtweightt naturebends queuedthoughts turbiidus liilacskies flowerpetls loweredtides 

and here are basically the small paragraphs for my closest and dearest friends/rp partners :b

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Random thoughts and impressions: The Green Mill Murder

“My heart just did the oddest thing. Must be the champagne.”

“I’m so not surprised, it’s not even funny.” *resigned sigh*

“Did I succeed in concealing just how happy I am to see her?”

“God, she might be the most infuriating woman ever to cross my path, but I could just -”

“Let’s match-make our friends, to distract us both from the fact that we want to just duck in the back and…well.”

“ ‘I thought Mr. Freeman was your dance partner.’ How many men do you need in one night, Miss Fisher? And if this joker’s not careful, he’ll be going home with a shiner.”

“Is that French perfume I smell?”

“Is there no refuge from the woman? I came to the morgue for some much needed head space.”

“I do enjoy winding her up.”

“She makes me very dictatorial. And no, Jack, the morgue is NOT the place for the other things she makes you.”

“Do as you’re told, Miss Fisher, or I swear -”

“Damn it. The woman is ridiculously on the ball. I love it and hate it in equal measure.”

“I wonder if her lipstick would stay put…”

“Seriously? They’re about as mature as Jane. Less so.”

Cec: utter disdain. Bert: Let’s do that again!

“No. It can’t be. But who else would it be?”

“I am going to have a serious word with that woman.”

“What has our world come to, Collins?”

…entering just as Bobby Sullivan says: “I don’t want to have to hurt you!”

“Trying so hard not to laugh at Hugh. Mustn’t knock his confidence.”

“My smile could be construed as me trying to put you at your ease. Of course, it could also mean, ‘We both know which way this is going to go.’ Take your pick.”

“Ooh, scary face, Miss Fisher. But I’m enjoying this waaay too much.” 

“She’s mesmerising. I can’t take my eyes off her. I mean- damn!

“What did life feel like before she streaked across the firmament like a shooting star?”

I LOVE clumsy Hugh. So adorable.

“What has she got in there, and how can I get some?”

“That smells sooo good. I’m tempted.” *mouth watering*

“Yep. Lost the battle.”

“It’s like, I don’t even care what happens for the rest of the day.”

“She fed me. She gets a free pass.”

“She’s good. She knows the way to my…files.”

“She enjoys having some effect on a man?! Does that mean she always knows?! Crap, crap, crap.”

*puppy eyes* “Don’t blame me. It’s not my fault!”

The time when we started finishing each other’s train of thought, and sentences. 

“Is she for real?”

“I think she just might be.”

“Because if she’s just winding me up, that would be too cruel.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen a real woman before in my life.”

“And yes, the ass is still gorgeous.”

*doing a little internal happy dance*

“She loves me, she loves me not…”

“Forget it, Collins. Not sharing. Nope.”

“I can’t stop touching it. It’s so beautiful.”

Expressions perfectly capturing man’s eternal struggle when it comes to women.

Yuk yuk yuk yuck!

Jack: “I finished the food basket.”

Hugh: “I feel your pain, man.”

“That gratin…”

Ooh sassy Jack. Go, Jack, go! Depress this idiot’s pretensions.

“I can’t let an obviously innocent woman go to the gallows.” Either that, or he’s checking his breath just in case Phryne drops in. 

Harrowed Jack. My third favourite kind. Or is it fourth? Sod it, they’re all my favourites.

Sorry, guys, but where exactly did it land? It could be in either of two places, judging by your lines of sight. Unless it somehow split in half in mid air, because the sexual tension in the room was just too much for its little metal heart. 

“She has a fanciful imagination. Duly noted. Good. Good. So have I.”

“Just in case I miss anything, let me check ALL angles.”

“Here she comes, walking down the street…”

“She came when I summoned her! I could do a little waltz of happiness.”

“Bet you didn’t see that one coming, Miss Fisher! See, I can be even more wonderful than you thought possible.”

“She is glorious.”

“She is so beautiful, she makes me ache.”

“It makes me happy just to look at her. She’s so full of life and light and mischief. I could very easily find myself thinking, ‘My God, this woman is perfect.’”

“I want to solve cases with her every day.”

*forming certain unshakeable intentions with regard to a certain lady detective*

“Soon.”

anonymous asked:

Imagine please??

BAD BOY!¡! Shawn always get what he wants and when you move to his school he can’t help but see you as another name to check off his long list of hookups. Being shy, secluded and protective over yourself you resist any attempt he makes to draw you in. Eventually your teacher pairs you us as partners for the year for group work. Shawn, at first, thinks that this is going to make his job 10x easier. As you two work together he starts to notice little things about you. The way you tuck strands of hair behind your ear, how you like to play Ed Sheehan, paramore, all time low and Selena Gomez while you work, the way your eyebrows furrow and how you bite your lip when your concentrating. Shawn couldn’t help but pretend to screw something up so you would have to help him figure it out. The way you would look down and smile when you understood something complex captivated him and the way you laughed at his jokes or occasionally made a sarcastic remark drove him crazy. As more time went by he realized that if he ever made another advance towards you it wouldn’t be just for one night.

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Choppy–but I’m happy with it /cries

sarah-crewe asked:

I also think that Santana maybe struggled with her coming out for all of the fear reasons that we always talk about, but also because she wanted these "traditional" things (to be a wife, to take care of her partner, to make a nice home, to have babies) and she didn't know how to reconcile them with the stereotypes of lesbians that she knew. When she's older and understands they aren't exclusive, I think she probably jumps at the chance to do all of those things with Brittany, including carrying.

I agree with this one hundred percent!

I feel so bad that he beat you up only because you’re principal. If I were you, I would be crying in the bathroom right now.
—  my stand partner, after everyone had to see me be yelled at for an hour straight about a viola soli