This is chlorine trifluoride, one of the most reactive, corrosive substances known. This stuff will light asbestos on fire, as well as sand, glass, many metals, and oh, it will also ignite water. Basically if you start a fire with this stuff, your only option is to let it burn out, because anything you put on it will just burn up itself (though if it’s in an enclosed space you can flood the space with like argon or whatever). Apparently a spill of almost a ton of this stuff burned its way through a foot of concrete and 3 feet of gravel before it stopped.
It is hypergolic with every known fuel, and so rapidly hypergolic that no ignition delay has ever been measured. It is also hypergolic with such things as cloth, wood, and test engineers,
This is chlorine trifluoride, one of the most reactive, corrosive substances known. This stuff will light asbestos on fire, as well as sand, glass, many metals, and oh, it will also ignite water. Basically if you start a fire with this stuff, your only option is to let it burn out, because anything you put on it will just burn up itself (though if it’s in an enclosed space you can flood the space with like argon or whatever). Apparently a spill of almost a ton of this stuff burned its way through a foot of concrete and 3 feet of gravel before it stopped.
This is when I get to introduce everyone to some of my favourite science writing ever: Things I Won't Work With by Biochemist Ph.D. Derek Lowe, featured on Science dot org.
Cock is one of my favorite tastes. Not only that, but balls smell amazing. It makes me go a little crazy on it to be honest. Like, I cannot get it far enough down my throat to be satisfied. I’m only satisfied when I feel those intense, powerful, salty, hot pumps of cum down my throat. When I sit back on my heels, look up at you with cum all over my mouth and slobber running down my neck, hair all fucked up and wipe my mouth with the back of my arm and ask you if I did a good job and you cannot even speak because I’ve drained all of your energy out the tip of your dick….. That’s when I’m satisfied.
I used to get upset and angry when people didn’t treat me the way I treated them. When I’d be there for friends but they left me in my time of need, when I gave people so much of my love and time and they didn’t reciprocate. I felt drained and frustrated. But now I’ve realised, it’s so freeing when you no longer expect anything from people. Do good, treat others well, love people even though you may get nothing in return. Life is about what you give, not what you receive.
Part of me is like “neat. Reblog,” and part of me is like “I understand now why impressionism took off, because there’s a 0% chance the artist wasn’t like ‘fuck this shit’ by the halfway point.”
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