Row for the Gold
Scar tissue is stronger than regular tissue. Realize the strength, move on.
- Henry Rollins (via wordsnquotes)

emxlyisdead:

i can’t tell you that i want to end my life because it would ruin yours

emxlyisdead:

i can’t tell you that i want to end my life because it would ruin yours

Things you SHOULD do when you kiss me:

gayteenss:

  • Push me against the wall, the/a door
  • Gently grab my chin and make me look into your eyes
  • Grab my waist and pull my body against yours
  • Caress my cheek
  • Pull my hair
  • Put your hand in the back pocket of my jeans
  • Bite my lip
  • Put your arms around my neck
  • Tease me
  • Look at me with those eyes of yours, that naughty look of yours is irresistible

(Source: GayTeenss)


the-leader-in-red:

johncougar:

weirdvvolf:

papauera:

lofticri3s:

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This was recorded by the Portsmouth Sinfonia in an experiment where all the members of the orchestra would swap instruments with each other and attempt to play them to the best of their ability.

favorite things about this

  • literally all the brass starts to get the hang of it and then the crescendos happen and everyone is like FUCK FUCK FUCK??? FUCK. JUST. BLOW RLY HARD.
  • the strings are lazy but also the same. like u can tell a lot of the ppl w/ the stringed instruments may already basically know how to play stringed instruments. like there’s definitely a section at the beginning where you hear a good portion going “oh yeah this is like. a smaller/bigger version of what i do.”
  • all you hear of any woodwinds is just “pffffttt??? pFFFTTTT???? PFFFFFTTTT I SAID PFFFFTTTT!!!!!” bc woodwinds are fucking HARD and you hear after like the first crescendo half of them just give up. they give up. they’re done. fuck this it tastes weird and my lips hurt.
  • that trumpet. that person is fucking TRYING man they fucking GOT this. they may not have figured out notes but they figured out LOUD and they GOT this.

I JUST DIED

I SEARCHED THIS POST FOR AGES OH MY GOD

(Source: skypevevo)


grizzlygains:

happyhalloweekes:

spoopy-shanin:

I’m not too late for the cute lil ghosts, right?

Of course you have to drag it and be amazed

THIS IS THE BEST ONE YET

grizzlygains:

happyhalloweekes:

spoopy-shanin:

I’m not too late for the cute lil ghosts, right?

Of course you have to drag it and be amazed

THIS IS THE BEST ONE YET

When your coach lets you and your best friend be a pair

crew2kelbywoo:

lightweight-dominate:

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How I undress at regattas before my race

generaloptimist:

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connor-my-franta:

littlebluboxx:

silentauroriamthereal:

nofreedomlove:

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"Image Credit: Carol Rossetti

When Brazilian graphic designer Carol Rossetti began posting colorful illustrations of women and their stories to Facebook, she had no idea how popular they would become. 

Thousands of shares throughout the world later, the appeal of Rosetti’s work is clear. Much like the street art phenomenon Stop Telling Women To Smile, Rossetti’s empowering images are the kind you want to post on every street corner, as both a reminder and affirmation of women’s bodily autonomy. 

"It has always bothered me, the world’s attempts to control women’s bodies, behavior and identities," Rossetti told Mic via email. "It’s a kind of oppression so deeply entangled in our culture that most people don’t even see it’s there, and how cruel it can be."

Rossetti’s illustrations touch upon an impressive range of intersectional topics, including LGBTQ identity, body image, ageism, racism, sexism and ableism. Some characters are based on the experiences of friends or her own life, while others draw inspiration from the stories many women have shared across the Internet. 

"I see those situations I portray every day," she wrote. "I lived some of them myself."

Despite quickly garnering thousands of enthusiastic comments and shares on Facebook, the project started as something personal — so personal, in fact, that Rossetti is still figuring out what to call it. For now, the images reside in albums simply titled “WOMEN in english!" or "Mujeres en español!" which is fitting: Rossetti’s illustrations encompass a vast set of experiences that together create a powerful picture of both women’s identity and oppression.

One of the most interesting aspects of the project is the way it has struck such a global chord. Rossetti originally wrote the text of the illustrations in Portuguese, and then worked with an Australian woman to translate them to English. A group of Israeli feminists also took it upon themselves to create versions of the illustrations in Hebrew. Now, more people have reached out to Rossetti through Facebook and offered to translate her work into even more languages. Next on the docket? Spanish, Russian, German and Lithuanian.

It’s an inspiring show of global solidarity, but the message of Rossetti’s art is clear in any language. Above all, her images celebrate being true to oneself, respecting others and questioning what society tells us is acceptable or beautiful.

"I can’t change the world by myself," Rossetti said. "But I’d love to know that my work made people review their privileges and be more open to understanding and respecting one another."

From the site: All images courtesy Carol Rossetti and used with permission. You can find more illustrations, as well as more languages, on her Facebook page.

Oooh. I reblogged a partial version of this recently but I didn’t know how many more there were! I LOVE these!

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zeitghast:

oweeeeendennis:

Listen to the sound of wikipedia

This is a way to listen to changes to wikipedia. You are literally listening to knowledge being added to the world.

Bell sounds are an addition, plucks are subtractions, and the pitch says how how big the edit is, lower for larger edits, higher for small. My heart shudders at this I love it so much.

I’m going to leave this tab open forever. This is brilliant.


supernatural-tardis:

i had a crush on this guy and i decided to pull a Pavlov on him by offering him whenever i saw him  this brand of candy he seemed to really like and after a while whenever he saw me he got excited for a second then you could see his expression shift to wondering the why the hell was he so happy to see me and i swear it was the evilest thing but also the most hilarious i made a guy like me by conditioning him into associating me to a candy he liked


nashide:

This is my roleplay blog and I have no right asking this of anyone. Before I do anything I’m going to give you the story of why I’m doing so.

I went to my grandmothers to clean her floor today because she can’t bend down and do it herself and while I was taking out the garbage I heard mewing inside the dumpster and me having a motherly instinct with anything. I climbed into the dumpster and found this kitten caked in garbage, her eyes glued shut and crust coming out of her nose. As to how she got there, I’m not sure if she climbed in herself (doubtful) or if someone threw her in there. I pulled her out to no other kittens or mother in sight and trust me, I’ve had mother cats around here if she was around I’d of gotten my ass kicked.

I brought her home and my mother cleaned out the crust and the glue to the point she can open one eye and she’s got some sort of scab across her nose. She’s sniffling so bad and I’m worried as hell that she won’t make it through the night. I would love to say in this instance I live in New Mexico but I don’t, I live in a place where it’s getting so cold at night because winter is coming. No that’s not a Game of Thrones reference. It rained for a full week and this kitten is about 4 to 5 weeks old.

I don’t have a job and I couldn’t just leave her there, she cried and cried and no one came for her. I dumpster dived to save her life. She’s barely bigger than my hand. I’m short and skinny so you can imagine how tiny my hands are. 

In good news, she’s eating, she’s drinking and she’s not shivering. I’ve named her “Minnie” after the iconic Disney Mouse. 

I can’t afford to even take her into the vet, I’ve begged my father but he’s refusing to because he doesn’t want to pay it. I hate asking, I hate doing this but even a dollar will help me, if there’s money left over when I take her it will be used specifically on her even after that. Whether it’s food or formula, things she needs. I have cats already but not cats this young.

Donate Here

If that doesn’t link through send me an ask.

I will pay you back in anyway possible from fanfiction for your OTP, gif sets, icons, anything. If I could draw I would. Anything, even the shirt off my back. 

I just don’t want to lose her without a fight.

pincie:

Please reblog if you are a girl and have ever been made to feel ashamed of one or more of these things (wanting to prove a point to some asshole):

-your weight

-your clothing choice

-your amount of make up

-having sex

-not having sex

-breast size

-having your period

-saying no

-not appreciating catcalls 

-masturbating

-body hair


rocketshipblythe:

send this to your crush with no explanation

rocketshipblythe:

send this to your crush with no explanation

(Source: bound420)

Other people are not medicine.
- It took me 9 years to figure that out (via bl-ossomed)

(Source: slutsandsinners)


ryanjjohn:

Every day I struggle between “I wanna look good naked” and “treat yo self.”