Ne crains jamais d’en faire trop,
car je n’en ai jamais assez de toi.
Je me délecte de tes paroles,
et tes soupirs sont mon oxygène.
Si seulement je pouvais fondre contre toi,
je ne connaîtrais plus jamais ni le froid,
ni la crainte
de te voir partir
à tout jamais
Never fear to be too much,
for I can never have enough of you.
I revel in your words,
and your sighs are my oxygen.
If only I could melt into you,
I would never know cold again,
nor the fear
to see you go
forever
Like I dunno, if you REALLY wanted to make a more "modern" interpretation of Persuasion it wouldn't even be hard if you gave it more than a 2 second thought. All you have to do is plop the characters in a different time period, say the late 60's jumping to the early 80's, make Frederick black and have Anne's godmother persuade her not to marry him because an interracial marriage in, what, 1968? or something would just be too difficult for the both of them. You want him to stay in the navy or whatever have him enlist in Vietnam boom jump cut to the early 80s he's a decorated war hero or something we can have a laugh at her father and sister because now they're the walking talking embodiment of Reagan era consumerism, they're stupid empty headed rich yuppies, like it's not hard :/
Your personal data that is being collected can and has already been mined and sold to marketing firms and law enforcement. You don’t need to be Margaret Atwood to imagine who your private information might be sold to, or what period-tracking data might be used for in a Republican state, or in a conservative court of law.
I really hate to sound alarmist, but this is Christofascist America in 2022, please protect yourself and act accordingly.
👉🏿 https://www.consumerreports.org/health-privacy/what-your-period-tracker-app-knows-about-you-a8701683935/
👉🏿 https://www.washingtonpost.com/technology/2022/05/04/abortion-digital-privacy/
👉🏿 https://www.newsnationnow.com/business/tech/abortion-data-privacy-question/
A newborn’s body undergoes many changes to adapt to life outside the womb, one of the most dramatic being the heart. Before birth, very little blood is sent to the lungs - most is diverted away from the lungs through a vessel called the ductus arteriosus. Before birth, the ductus arteriosus is as large as the aorta.
The placenta helps the baby “breathe” while growing in the womb.
Oxygen and carbon dioxide flow through the blood in the placenta
At birth, the baby’s lungs are filled with fluid. They are not inflated.
The baby takes the first breath within about 10 seconds after delivery. This breath sounds like a gasp, as the newborn’s central nervous system reacts to the sudden change in temperature and environment.
Lungs inflate and begin working, moving oxygen into the bloodstream and removing carbon dioxide (exhalation).
Lungs become distended, the capillary network dilated and their resistance is reduced drastically so that a rich flow of blood can take place.
Pressure in the right atrium sinks in comparison to left
pressure turn around in the atria causes the septum primum to be pressed against the septum secundum and the foramen secundum becomes functionally closed.
Towards the end of the first year, it has also grown together in 99% of the babies –> the hole between the left and right atrium is closed.
Fluid drains or is absorbed from the respiratory system.
Cutting of the umbilical cord gets rid of the placental low resistance area, increasing peripheral resistance in systemic circulation.
pressure in the aorta is now higher than that in truncus pulmonalis
pO2 pressure in the aorta increases since the blood is now oxygenated directly in the baby’s lungs
Triggering a contraction of the smooth musculature in the wall of the ductus arteriosus - closing
The ductus arteriosus closes within the first day or two.
However this doesn’t always happen smoothly - resulting in a congenital (from birth) heart defect - ASD (atrial septal defect)
The severity of the defect depends on the size of the hole -it may be very small (less than 5mm) with minimal leakage, allowing the individual to live a normal life. Location also plays a role in blood flow and oxygen levels.
ASDs are defined as primum (linked to other heart defects of the ventricular septum and mitral valve) and secundum defects (a single, small or large hole). They may also be more than one small hole in the septum or wall between the two chambers.
The hole may stay the same size, or grow with the rest of the heart during development and consequently will be monitored throughout childhood development, then more infrequently throughout adulthood.
Touya Todoroki, a character study
My Hero Academia (2014—) / Ded to Me - Vended / Jean-Paul Sartre, from No Exit and Three Other Plays; “The Flies”, / Stephen Adley Guirgis, from The Last Days of Judas Iscariot / Reincarnate - Motionless in White / Psalms 58:6 / Ryan O'Connell
@mkvx
its about time i used this blog for the second reason i made it: to force everyone to read my silly writing on ao3!
take this, my favourite fic i’ve written so far: mini bkdk getting married in preschool. with kid logic and shenanigans.
read. now.
“Now, you know what we gotta do?”
Izuku sniffled, bottom lip quivering. He shook his head from side to side, tousling green curls. He really didn’t have a clue what they had to do.
“What—what do we have to do, Kacchan?”
Kacchan rolled his eyes, as if the answer was the most obvious thing in the world. He returned his gaze to Izuku, and opened his mouth.
“We have to get married, duh.”
Izuku’s special-est person—Kacchan—demands to marry him one sunny afternoon in preschool. Izuku is more than happy to!
You can do these while watching television or, break them up throughout the day! All you have to do is commit. -Source
alicent hightower & rhaenyra targaryen
sylvia plath / lidia yuknavitch / u.k / sarah ruhl / f. scott fitzgerald / steven espada dawson
Everybody likes a bit of gossip to some point, as long as it’s gossip with some point to it. That’s why I like history. History is nothing but gossip about the past, with the hope that it might be true.
— Gore Vidal, 1925-2012, American writer
Virginia Woolf, A Writer’s Diary, August 18th 1921
[text ID: And so this August is wasted.]