sydney-oh25:

This is an important moment in history.

caitlynkalei:








WHERE DOES THIS GIF EVEN LOOP

this is all kinds of perfect

omg

It doesn’t loop, it just flows.THIS IS JUST PERFECT!

the couple in the picture are literally trapped in the time, i like the sound of that, to be trapped being with or doing something you love, it would be like the best groundhog day.

^

im so mesmerized

It’s back <3

caitlynkalei:

WHERE DOES THIS GIF EVEN LOOP

this is all kinds of perfect

omg

It doesn’t loop, it just flows.THIS IS JUST PERFECT!

the couple in the picture are literally trapped in the time, i like the sound of that, to be trapped being with or doing something you love, it would be like the best groundhog day.

^

im so mesmerized

It’s back <3


Imagine another color by Bernhard Handick

Imagine another color by Bernhard Handick

princex-misdreavus:

For Every Flower Forced To Bloom, 2013 

digital film stills

i have never felt something as much as i am feeling this

ekvilibrijuum:

gramatika rulz

ekvilibrijuum:

gramatika rulz

policymic:

Courageous women speak out against corrective rape

Grace Brown has photographed hundreds of survivors and received submissions from thousands more since starting Project Unbreakable in October 2011. Her images document the threatening, demeaning and downright misguided comments that sexual abusers use to torment and subdue their victims.

Some pictures capture a particularly haunting aspect of sexual victimization: so-called “corrective rape,” a hate crime used against LGBT people as punishment or in the belief that forcing them to have heterosexual sex will “cure” them of their homosexuality.\

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aerbor:

Short Term 12 (2013) Destin Cretton

You want to hear a story i’ve been working on?
"Once upon a time, somewhere miles and miles beneath the surface of the ocean, there lived a young octopus named Nina. Nina spent most of her time alone making strange creations out of rocks and shells. And she was very happy. But then on Monday the shark showed up. "What’s your name?" said the shark. "Nina", she replied. "Do you want to be my friend?" he asked. "Ok. What do I have to do?" said Nina. "Not much" said the shark, "just let me eat one of your arms". Nina had never had a friend before, so she wondered if this was what you had to do to get one. She looked down at her eight arms and decided it wouldn’t be so bad to give up one. So she donated an arm to her wonderful new friend. Every day that week, Nina and the shark would play together. They explored caves, built castles of sand, and swam really, really fast. And every night the shark would be hungry, and Nina would give him another one of her arms to eat. On Sunday, after playing all day, the shark told Nina that he was very hungry. "I don’t understand", she said, "Ive already given you six of my arms, and now you want one more?". The shark looked at her with a friendly smile and said, "I don’t want one. This time I want them all". "But why?" Nina asked. And the shark replied, "because that’s what friends are for". When the shark finished his meal, he felt very sad and lonely. He missed having someone to explore caves, build castles and swim really, really fast with. He missed Nina very much. So he swam away to find another friend."

itscalledfashionlookitup:

When people compare the greatness that is The Simpsons to other animated shows like Family Guy it makes me want to set myself on fire

unceaseful:

caring by worteinbildern on Flickr.
We’re not a couple but we’re
coupled aren’t we? Like vodka
and orange; like spring and hope.
You make generalizations and
mean not to include me as if
there is everyone and then there’s
us; like I’m the voice in your head
and not a real living person on
the phone. I don’t even think you
notice - I got offended the first
time you said you weren’t close
to anyone until I realized I’m not
just anyone to you. The reason
I’m bringing this up is that I think
you’ve forgotten about my
realness and the freedom I have
to walk away and the fact that I
don’t. You think you’re too boring
or too sad or not enough of
something for someone worthwhile
to want to be with you. Well poor,
poor me for being forced to talk
to you every night. You are a giant
fool if you think I hang around for
any other reason than because I
like who you are. Baby, you’ve got
things I can’t find anywhere else
and it’s not like I haven’t looked.
You are equal parts ridiculous and
precious (but I shouldn’t start
listing the things that you are or
we’ll be here all night). The reason
you’re single is because right now
it’s time for you to be single. That’s
it. If you weren’t worth being with I
wouldn’t be with you either.
anne, letter to my single best friend (via anneisrestless)