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Want to know how corrupt the pharmaceutical industry is?

See this?

This is called Afrezza. It’s an inhaler for diabetic insulin. That’s right. An inhaler. That means no more needles. It’s only for fast acting insulin, but it could still vastly improve the life of a lot of diabetics. 

Imagine having to constantly prick yourself with needles to keep yourself alive, and then suddenly there’s a new product that could change the whole way you live your life for the better.

And here’s the thing: it works. It works really really well. People with diabetes that have been lucky enough to have used it think it’s amazing.

But sadly, it’s probably going to end up as a failure because the pharmaceutical company (a French company called Sanofi) that was in charge of marketing it didn’t care enough to actually try. Not only that, but they made it incredibly expensive so hardly anyone could afford it. Most people have never heard of it, and the way things are going, no one else ever will.

Please reblog this to raise awareness of this product and hopefully get another company to market it. It could change so many lives.

It’s so cute, she wakes me up with this melody every morning!

The differences under the ace umbrella

They’re onto us.

what if when we die everyone who had died already just kept on doing what they were doing so the afterlife theres like a bajillion new dr suess books and every ghost has like an iphone7 and everyone is going to go see shakespeares newest play

I was thinking about the Grim Reaper recently. They’re not tied to any particular religion, they just personify death and collect the soul and take them…where? What if they’re like afterlife HR?

“So hey! You’re right on time! Okay, your chart says ‘Hellenic.’ Got your coin for the ferryman? No?! Alright, here’s the deal: sign here, River Styx is down the next hall on the left, but you can’t cross for another hundred years. Hey, I don’t make the rules! What do you think a last will and testament’s for, Felix?!”

“Gina! Almost had you there in ‘93 with that heart attack, eh? Eh? Anyway, Catholic, right? Hang a left, St. Peter’s waiting behind the gates, he’ll give you your assignment.”

“Hey boss, this one didn’t believe in afterlife or having a soul– I’m headed to my next appointment.”

“Sanjay! Nice long life you had there, buddy. So you remember where the Great Revolving Door of Reincarnation is– oh wait! You qualify for nirvana! Look at you!”

“So Sam, you’re…agnostic. Come to my office, we’ll discuss your options.”

I am so ready for the first of Halloween.

An old and homely grandmother accidentally summons a demon. She mistakes him for her gothic-phase teenage grandson and takes care of him. The demon decides to stay at his new home.

Happy Pride Month to you all, here’s an angry slam poem

Shout out to David in the back there

Tell me your “coming out” story. Go on. Tell me when you came out as straight. Tell me when you sat with your mum or your dad or your friends and uttered the word to them like a dirty little secret you have to get out of your head. Tell me when the mantra “rip off the band aid” spun round your brain as you searched and searched for the courage to say that you are a heterosexual and you’re proud to be this way. Tell me about when you got told that your favourite grandma would worry too much if she could possibly know how your significant other is NOT the same gender as you? Too much fuss too much to do she’ll ring you up daily chanting “get better soon!” And if we were 30 years back in the world or living in America (what a strange little world) then she’d strap you to chairs and put plugs in your ears and see how many volts could make you be queer. Tell me about when you walked through the street hand in hand with you straight lover and heterophobes you did meet, shouting and bellowing, slurring and screams, you had to hold tight and walk head down, quick and meek. Tell me about when you took them to a film and as you sat down and watched you realised that all of the couples on that big screen were queer girls or gay ass queens and there’s no representation of what straight people are like. There’s the quirky bisexual but even in this flipped universe they’re presented all wrong, there’s a token film about you and your heterosexual crew or the token straight friend that’s the gay comedians muse but there’s no respect in media for people like you. Unless you’re in safe spaces and even then outside of those spaces people spit and scorn “little babies in there hiding away from the world!” “Creepy perverts in there and all of their porn!!”

So tell me about when you came out as straight Straight from the womb Straight to the date with a person that doesn’t share your gender traits Straight to a world where straight is the way.

reblog if you’re a safe place for:

lesbian

gay

bisexual

transgender

queer

pansexual

demisexual

ace

hopeless romantics

cis-men

cis-women

non binary folks

the whole spectrum etc…

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