15 9 / 2014

geekygothgirl:

Thank you, John Oliver, for taking down the “she’s someone’s daughter/sister/mother” thing at the root. I get the intention behind it is not bad, but seriously-my value as a human should not be defined by how my being hurt would affect my father, brother, or male partner. It should be defined by how it would affect ME. I am someone with worth and value independent of the men in my life, as are all women. We are not tangential sub-people who only exist as we are related to me, we are people. Full stop. 

(Source: -teesa-, via craneyum)

15 9 / 2014

15 9 / 2014

14 9 / 2014

yutoube:

i need a hug right now also five hundred thousand dollars in cash

(via officialwhitegirls)

14 9 / 2014

timelady-of-221b:

I FUCKING HATE SOCIAL ANXIETY BECAUSE YOU’RE SCARED TO TALK TO PEOPLE BUT ALSO DYING TO TALK TO PEOPLE AND HANG OUT AND RELAX AND HAVE FUN AND NOT BE ALONE AND LONELY AND FEEL LIKE SHIT BUT YOU DO FEEL LIKE SHIT BECAUSE YOU CAN’T EVEN RELAX ENOUGH TO TALK TO PEOPLE WITHOUT OVERTHINKING EVERYTHING

(via nerissathelittlemermaid)

12 9 / 2014

meldrewsplace:

"You killed the car"

meldrewsplace:

"You killed the car"

(via therodentqueen)

12 9 / 2014

cute-overload:

Baby Elephant Being Comforted by a Human Friendhttp://cute-overload.tumblr.com

cute-overload:

Baby Elephant Being Comforted by a Human Friend
http://cute-overload.tumblr.com

(via lostinhistory)

12 9 / 2014

a-state-of-bliss:

W Magazine May 2013 ‘Stranger Than Paradise’ - Tilda Swinton by Tim Walker


This is just Tilda getting ready to go to the grocery store.Whatever. nbd

a-state-of-bliss:

W Magazine May 2013 ‘Stranger Than Paradise’ - Tilda Swinton by Tim Walker

This is just Tilda getting ready to go to the grocery store.

Whatever.

nbd

(via kelsium)

12 9 / 2014

girlwithalessonplan:

chase-me-charlie:

fightingforanimals:

These are some of them, most were golden retrivers and labradors, but also included german shepherds and other breeds. Sadly most are dead now, while many people forget them and don’t spare them a thought. 

As people lay dying, trapped and hurt, a team of nearly 100 loyal and courageous search dogs put their lives on the line to help humans. Without them, many more would not have survived, yet few people consider them. 

In such a chaotic, terrifying, hot, acrid-smelling, smokey and loud environment, countless human lives depended on their ability to focus, listen, respond to their handlers, and work tirelessly. Stepping over cracked glass, hot tarmac, through flames and thick smoke, being winched over deep ravines, they battled on to seek out survivors and bring them aid. 

They worked around the clock, day and night, searching, sniffing, over and over. Not only did they search, but they comforted - many eyewitnesses speak of how the dogs would stop and sit by newly-recovered victims, giving them a sense of hope and relief, before moving on to look for the next. As the situation became desperate, and the rescue workers and fire teams became utterly distraught at the amount of people who were recovered dead, these dogs brought them comfort, sitting with them on breaks, letting them grieve.

Many of these dogs are old, and have passed away. Let us remember the courage and loyalty they showed at such a horrendous event. They didn’t have a choice, but nonetheless they did what was asked of them and helped save countless lives. Don’t let their bravery be forgotten today either, or their determination to be a ‘good dog’ despite the scary and dangerous environment around them.

And let’s not forget that these dogs actually became depressed when they kept finding dead bodies; they thought they were failing to save people. The workers helping had to hide in the ruble just to let the dogs find a living person and lift their spirits.

We gave our dogs a button to sniff,   
or a tissue, and they bounded off   
confident in their training,   
in the power of their senses   
to recreate the body,   
but after eighteen hours in rubble   
where even steel was pulverized   
they curled on themselves   
and stared up at us   
and in their soft huge eyes   
we saw mirrored the longing for death:   
then we had to beg a stranger   
to be a victim and crouch   
behind a girder, and let the dogs   
discover him and tug him   
proudly, with suppressed yaps,   
back to Command and the rows   
of empty triage tables.   
But who will hide from us?   
Who will keep digging for us   
here in the cloud of ashes?
—“Searchers” by D. Nurske

12 9 / 2014

11 9 / 2014

raresenses:

nappynomad:

socialjusticekoolaid:

The Ferguson City Council convened for the first time since Mike Brown’s death, and proved that they literally give no fucks about what the community has to say. Added to their vague, paltry proposed reforms, seems real change will have to come in Ferguson via the ballot box. I don’t care where you live folks— let this be a lesson in voting/participating in your local elections and government! #staywoke #farfromover 

My people getting it!

these people are the real heroes. not the military, not politicians, not the Hollywood actors. they risked their lives and livelihoods to challenge white supremacy and institutionalized racism.

(via reagan-was-a-horrible-president)

11 9 / 2014

burghers:

when people say nice things about you

image

(via a-spoon-is-born)

11 9 / 2014

disowns:

when he giving good dick and suddenly pulls out

image

(Source: disowns, via ruinedchildhood)

11 9 / 2014

arabbara:

R.I.P. The 2976 American people that lost their lives on 9/11 and R.I.P. the 48,644 Afghan and 1,690,903 Iraqi and 35000 Pakistani people that paid the ultimate price for a crime they did not commit

(via thusspakekate)

11 9 / 2014

nanner:

feministbecky:

bobsavage:

lagio:

silverletomi:

I wonder how long we’ll stay friends on Facebook.

I literally just deleted someone for sharing that picture! Was a coincidence

It’s just this fucking idea that if you’re less intelligent than someone else you deserve a lower standard of living than your ‘betters’.

I also just deleted someone for sharing that picture!

Y’all wanna know about the spelling errors and general dumbassery that comes from the Ph.Ds, MDs and other high falutin’ degreed people at my place of work?

Seriously.

When I edited (well, pretty much entirely rewrote for him, ugh) The Med Student’s application essay last year I lost track of the number of spelling and grammatical errors by the second paragraph. Motherfucker’s a neurosurgery resident. Yeah, brain surgery.

Besides, if right wingers wanna criticize that shit, first obvious place is teabaggers and their ridiculous signs.