Here Under the Stars (All 75 of them)

kittydoom:

exgynocraticgrrl:

Breaking The Male Code: After Steubenville, A Call To Action

 (Left to Right): Peter Buffett, Jimmie Briggs, Joe Ehrmann, Tony Porter,
 Dave Zirin and Moderator Eve Ensler.

MIC DROP

Maybe
better for me
doesn’t have to mean
completely sane.
Maybe it’s,
“just a little off my hinges,”
versus, “completely fucked up”
and that’s okay.
A.M, “Well” (via adrianaintheraw)

daki-d:

maybe-im-a-monster:

amai-mirai:

This is the most adorable thing I’ve ever seen in my life.

Trynna contain the feels you’re catching like …

How I feel

puppies-and-dogs-oh-my:

Police officer who was responding to a “vicious dog” goes home with a new friend.

puppies-and-dogs-oh-my:

Police officer who was responding to a “vicious dog” goes home with a new friend.


modern au: painter! grantaire

modern au: painter! grantaire

queen-of-love-and-beauty:

"I don’t wear makeup so I don’t have to waste like an hour in front of the mirror every morning hahahaha"

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"open books not legs"

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"why have tequila shots when you can have tea?"

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"As always, late with Starbucks"

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"modest is hottest"

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"I’m not like those girls”

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i

My mistrust [of men] is not, as one might expect, primarily a result of the violent acts done on my body, nor the vicious humiliations done to my dignity. It is, instead, born of the multitude of mundane betrayals that mark my every relationship with a man—the casual rape joke, the use of a female slur, the careless demonization of the feminine in everyday conversation, the accusations of overreaction, the eye rolling and exasperated sighs in response to polite requests to please not use misogynist epithets in my presence.

yongmuney:

this is an appreciation post for anyone who has ever tolerated me

sansalayned:

The men of her khas came up behind him. Jhogo was the first to lay his arakh at her feet. “Blood of my blood,” he murmured, pushing his face to the smoking earth. “Blood of my blood,” she heard Aggo echo. “Blood of my blood,” Rakharo shouted. And after them came her handmaids, and then the others, all the Dothraki, men and women and children, and Dany had only to look at their eyes to know that they were hers now, today and tomorrow and forever, hers as they had never been Drogo’s.

Daenery’s khalasar (requested by thank-chuck.)

heart-filled-with-hope:

If you’re battling a mental illness and didn’t want to wake up this morning but did anyways, you’re a motherfucking badass. Because living with a mental illness is hard and I’m damn proud of you for still being here and fighting. You’re metal as hell and tough as nails. So keep on fighting, you kickass Viking warrior. You can win this.

When you and your roommate are actually having a productive evening for once
I don’t know why people teach kids about "pimples" and "hormones" and "armpit hair," and refrain from telling them that if they don’t achieve their billion-dollar dreams at the age of twenty-one, there will still be much more to life. And that when you fail at your first job, it isn’t going to be the end of the world. And eventually you will realize that each person’s world is different and your only job is to figure out what your best world can be.
Hannah Hart (otherwise known as Genius)