Hello! Truth be told I have no idea how you ended up here, but welcome. I only have the one blog, which means it gets filled up with a lot of unrelated things. There will be numerous fandoms, posts about privilege and oppression, and lots and lots of pretty pictures. Frequently school gets in the way and this Tumblr goes dormant, and then break comes along and I queue up a flood of posts, so don't follow if you like your dash to be somewhat regular. I'm working on plans for a hobbit hole mansion that me and my friends will live in. If you have ever thought about your own dream-home, then pretty please will you tell me about it? I don't put up pictures or much biographical information about myself, but you can call me Sakura Nicole. Despite my name I am white, and I’m sorry if I ever misled anybody on that account, it would have been completely unintentional. Oh, and even though this blog may not always be active, I will always answer my asks, so that's open if you ever need to talk to someone or rant. P.S. I do occasionally put up personal posts, usually under a read more. I would never ask anybody to not read something I put out there publicly, but if I know you in person could you at least pretend you didn't read it? Please and Thank You.
FRANTICALLY TRYING TO REMIND MYSELF THAT MY DESIRE FOR ATTENTION IS NOT JUST “SELFISHNESS”
Or that its “unfair” to my partners to ask for attention when I need it
fun fact: if a persons body oder smells good to you that means they have an immune system basically opposite of yours! this happens so the chances of finding a mate with the opposite immune system is greater and the chances that any offspring you produce together will have a stronger immune system is greater.
this is fascinating
What makes an immune system ‘opposite’? I’m sensing BS here.
Mmmm, you smell immune to chickenpox.
This is actually true.
Our immune system works in two phases: it detects foreign invaders, then kills them. The “then kills them” part is pretty straightforward: T-cells, the teeth of the immune system, attack any cells flagged by your body as hostile. But the “detects foreign invaders” part has a lot more subtlety. See, cells that are ‘us’ are covered with a protein that identifies them as the locals. But not all “not us” cells need to be (or even should be) hunted down and killed. Furthermore, different diseases call for different antibodies and different levels of response. Invader cells need to not only be tagged as invaders, but also recognized, tagged appropriately, and ‘remembered.’ And your immune system has disease-detecting structures that can do that! And those structures are created by your major histocompatibility complex, or your ‘MHC genes’ for short.
But people don’t all have the same MHC genes. There are actually dozens of variations of MHC genes, all of which have different strengths and weaknesses. That’s why some people are better at fighting off different diseases than others. But the great thing is that MHC genes are co-dominant. That means that the MHC genes you inherit from your mother and the MHC genes you inherit from your father will express at the SAME TIME. So if your mom was great at fighting off the flu, and your dad was amazing at beating back smallpox, you’re going to be good at recovering from both.
And studies have shown that women actually are attracted to the scent of men whose MHC genes are as different as possible from their own. In fact, not only do they rank those scents as more pleasant, but they very often describe them as ‘reminding them of an ex;’ suggesting that, whether they knew it or not, their mate selection process was probably influenced by their instinct to pass on the strongest immune system they could.
IF YOU WANNA BE MY LOVER
YOU GOTTA tell me really explicitely because I can’t tell when people are actually flirting with me
I have this weird theory that some people are drawn to each other because their atoms were near each other when the universe was created and over time the same atoms keep coming back together
i cant wait to get a boyfriend, im all prepared. i punched some holes in the lid of this jar and i put some grass and a twig in it
Writings For Winter - For Twenty Year-Olds who have never been loved