Get you a man who looks at you like Steve Mcgarrett looks at Danny Williams.
Get you a man who hugs you like Steve Mcgarrett hugs Danny Williams
Get you a man who indulges all your silly antics like Steve Mcgarrett does for Danny Williams
Get you a man who loves your family as much as you do like Steve Mcgarrett does for Danny Williams
Get you a man who is there for you during the good and bad times like Steve Mcgarrett is for Danny Williams
Get you a man who snuggles with you like Steve Mcgarrett snuggles with Danny Williams
Get you a man who will trust and hold on to your words like an anchor when he’s dazed,hurt and confused like Steve Mcgarrett does with Danny Williams
Get you a man who will drive through a wall just to get to you when you’re in danger like Steve Mcgarrett does for Danny Williams.
Get you a man who loves you like Steve Mcgarrett loves Danny Williams
Get you a man like Steve Mcgarrett who does all these because he knows you love him just as much as Danny Williams does.
TAKE A LOOK AT THIS CREAM. TAKE A GOOD LONG LOOK.
MEMORIZE THE PACKAGING SO YOU MAKE SURE YOU NEVER BUY THIS CREAM FOR YOURSELF OR ANYONE YOU LOVE.
This post is about vaginas. My vagina in particular. I get yeast infections pretty regularly, and until recently I was able to afford to see a doctor who could prescribe me fluconazole.
Fluconazole, a drug also known by the brand name Diflucan, is a small pink pill. You take two pills a few days apart from each other to restore balance and harmony to your bountiful folds. I’ve never ever had a bad side effect from taking this pill.
Cut to November 2016. I’m a recent college grad without reliable health care coverage in the process of finding a job. And I’m dealing with a yeast infection. Before I moved out of state, my previous doctor told me about Miconazole. She said it was as effective as the pill and hallelujah, it’s over the counter! I decided to purchase the cream pictured above. This treatment only lasted 3 days, a convenient time frame for my schedule.
The application process was a little messy, and some of the cream came in contact with my vulva and labia. Within 5 minutes every piece of skin that had come in contact with the cream, excluding my hands, was on fire. I wanted to scream it was so painful. I began frantically searching for what I should do online.
I found a whole forum of people on drugs.com who had experienced something similar. These comments saved me, and these were just on the first page. There were 33 pages total, the earliest dated July 2009.
I was writhing in pain at 2AM when I found this forum (which I found by searching “my vagina burn itch hurts after miconazole” on Google). As soon as I read these comments I threw the devil cream directly into the trash and jumped in the shower. I didn’t feel any actual relief until I reached in and scraped the cream out of me. I paid $17 plus tax on this bullshit, but I could have just as easily ripped up my money or paid someone to not hurt me.
The moral of the story is that vaginal health care is is completely fucked up because we don’t have access to an over the counter cure for yeast infections that is safe for our bodies and also YOU SHOULD NEVER BUY THIS CREAM EVER.
Reblog to save a vagina.
Normalize boys touching boys. And yes, by that i mean, gay couples should be allowed to kiss or hold hands in public if they want, just like straight couples are allowed to. But i also mean: Let male friends snuggle while watching movies if they want. Let male friends greet each other with a kiss on the cheek if they want. Let male friends walk around holding hands if they want. Let boys express friendship by touching each other.
Macgyver + Die Hard
Hello!
Posting this on here, I has already been posted on Instagram under the same username so if you want to check out my Instagram you can see more pictures. I found inspiration for this piece from a cute TikTok video of a cat bopping/kissing a mouse on the head I thought that was adorable. I don’t remember who made the TikTok but wanted to mention it.
I’m lost at what to do.
Ok let me start from the beginning...
When I was younger I never really had any friends until fifth grade. She was that best friend you could ask for at the time but when we both started going to different middle and started to drift apart though we would still hangout and we would spend my birthdays together.
After a while I noticed the I was the main one to start conversation through texts and such. I would bring this up to her but would always fall into the same cycle of forgiving her.
I’ve finally reached my breaking point when I was snapchating about the plane being late and that I was bored. She ask where I was going and I told her it was a trip for my birthday...
She then asked when my birthday was and I told her though disappointed
When my birthday arrived there was not a word from her no post on social media about it or even a private text. Nothing.
I want to tell that I don’t consider her a friend anymore at all but I don’t know what to do?
I love this post!
You need.. you need to unmute…