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moon-sylph:

  • It is okay to say “I look good today”
  • It is okay to say “I have a cute butt”
  • It is okay to think of yourself as a mythical creature if it helps you cope with reality
  • It is okay to take selfies
  • It is okay to admit you’re pretty
  • It is not okay to make others feel bad about themselves

whoredinarygirl:

anytime a guy says “that’s what she said” always reply with “not to you”

thepensivebrony:

“you shouldn’t be depressed, people have it worse than you”

finally, after years of searching, the person with the worst life ever is found. formally, they are granted permission to be sad. but only them. only they have earned it. no sads for anyone else at all ever


On some real stuff though! Yes women in Delhi are saying what NEEDS to be said!

On some real stuff though! Yes women in Delhi are saying what NEEDS to be said!

badtzxo:

Golden Hour at Apostle Islands

Wisconsin, February 2014

thecattledhill:

so much awwwww

thecattledhill:

so much awwwww

darthrader:

mother-venus:

callitrichidae:

Fuck this postFuck this post so much.You want a “Why not?”How about the way your best friend’s older sister will throw up by the side of the road because she’s crying so hard How about the way your best friend will sob for weeks in her showers, in her bedroom, in the bathroom at schoolHow about the way your mother will cry every time she looks at herself in the mirror and pictures herself bringing you homeHow about the way your father’s eyes will NEVER stop mirroring the image of your hanging bodyHow about the way your boyfriend will sit in his room in silence, unable to eat or sleep, or even to fucking shower, because why would he want to continue without youHow about the way the girl who called you a brother will start crying every time she sees your parentsHow about the way your family will sit in your house after the funeral looking blankly at one another, because god knows they can’t find a fucking thing to say that doesn’t just float through the air where you should be walkingHow about the way your sister will wake up every morning and see your door and convince herself that you could still be there, just sleeping in your bedHow about the way your ex girlfriend will come over and pull your clothes from the drawers and cry while she holds them desperately to her face to breathe in what’s left of you
Don’t you dare tell me it won’t change thingsThere may be stars in the sky and wind in the air and sun in the cloudsBut without you we do not want them
Don’t you dare be selfish enough to believe you aren’t important to us
So fuck this postand fuck this romanticism of suicideand fuck you for leaving my sister to cry in her room when she thinks nobody can hear

bless this reblog

holy shit

darthrader:

mother-venus:

callitrichidae:

Fuck this post
Fuck this post so much.
You want a “Why not?”
How about the way your best friend’s older sister will throw up by the side of the road because she’s crying so hard
How about the way your best friend will sob for weeks in her showers, in her bedroom, in the bathroom at school
How about the way your mother will cry every time she looks at herself in the mirror and pictures herself bringing you home
How about the way your father’s eyes will NEVER stop mirroring the image of your hanging body
How about the way your boyfriend will sit in his room in silence, unable to eat or sleep, or even to fucking shower, because why would he want to continue without you
How about the way the girl who called you a brother will start crying every time she sees your parents
How about the way your family will sit in your house after the funeral looking blankly at one another, because god knows they can’t find a fucking thing to say that doesn’t just float through the air where you should be walking
How about the way your sister will wake up every morning and see your door and convince herself that you could still be there, just sleeping in your bed
How about the way your ex girlfriend will come over and pull your clothes from the drawers and cry while she holds them desperately to her face to breathe in what’s left of you

Don’t you dare tell me it won’t change things
There may be stars in the sky and wind in the air and sun in the clouds
But without you we do not want them

Don’t you dare be selfish enough to believe you aren’t important to us

So fuck this post
and fuck this romanticism of suicide
and fuck you for leaving my sister to cry in her room when she thinks nobody can hear

bless this reblog

holy shit

You need to learn how to select your thoughts just the same way you select your clothes every day. This is a power you can cultivate. If you want to control things in your life so bad, work on the mind. That’s the only thing you should be trying to control.
Elizabeth Gilbert  (via seaandrhythm)

nicolejanelle:

Home.

rubyetc:

This dog has no ears or tail but it’s so funny I have to keep it

rubyetc:

This dog has no ears or tail but it’s so funny I have to keep it

"oh my god, you’re seriously going to pay college kids $15 an hour to flip burgers? get a real job!"

scenicroutes:

a real job? you mean, like, an internship at the white house?

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okay, well what about the national democratic party?

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what about interning at the united nations?

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wow damn it’s almost like our economy functions on stealing labour from hardworking young people, regardless of whether their jobs are “real” or not

nubbsgalore:

pete g. allinson spends four days to a week trying to photograph the sperm whales off the coast of dominica. there are about 150 whales living in the area, and allinson uses a hydrophone to find their general location, and then waits patiently for the whales come to the surface to breathe and socialize.

allinson, giving the whales plenty of space and using a snorkel so as not disturb the animals with the bubbles of a scuba tanks, then gets into the water in the hopes that they will approach him.  

notes allison, “when they interact with us they approach us very closely, rolling over again and again, trying to get us to rub their abdomens and bodies. when you start getting close to them you feel nervous and intimidated, and then as they interact with you feel intense pleasure. you realise they are intelligent.”  

he adds, “they are truly beautiful creatures and i photograph them in the hopes of helping to save the whales. the more people who understand these wonderful animals the better”  

sperm whales have been hunted for the last three hundred years by those seeking the oily white spermeceti found in its head, which has been used in everything from lamp oil to cosmetics to pharmaceutical compounds, and which gives the whales their name.

currently listed as a vulnerable species, sperm whale numbers have rebounded thanks to hunting bans, though this still puts them at a fraction of their pre whaling numbers.