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Bill Nye backed by 96 scientists vs 3 random climate change deniers. Didn’t know I could like this show more.

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like what angels play

edidin said: As I will be traveling on my birthday proper (Oct. 13) and am attempting to get my ducks in a row before I depart, I am writing to request advance admission to the Birthday Unending. I offer a mating pair of Memory Eels, fat and sleek, with many eyes and more teeth, trained to rasp the seething whispers of their eel-song in perfect discord. I also offer--perhaps overoptimistically--a row of ducks.

seananmcguire:

WELCOME, BIRTHDAY CHILD.  YOU HAVE TRAVELED FAR, PAST HILL AND DALE, CHAOS AND CORN, TO COME HERE WITH YOUR BUCKET FULL OF EELS, AND YOUR BASKET FULL OF DUCKS, AND YOUR EYES FULL OF LONGING.  THE BIRTHDAY RESPECTS THINGS WHICH ARE FULL.  THEY HAVE NEED OF EMPTYING, AND THERE ARE MANY GREAT, WIDE SPACES HERE, READY AND EAGER FOR FILLING.

COME, AND ENTER, AND BE HOME.

HERE IS YOUR SEAT AT THE TABLE.  HERE IS YOUR CONICAL HAT.  HERE IS YOUR MAP TO THE BIRTHDAY, ANNOTATED BY THE HANDS WHICH CAME BEFORE YOURS, WITH HELPFUL NOTES SKETCHED INTO THE MARGINS.  SEE THE CAROUSEL, THE BLOOD PITS, THE SHARK, THE RESTAURANT AT THE EDGE OF THE SUNSET.  SEE THE CORN, GROWING GOLD AND GREEN AND RUSTLING LIKE IT WANTS TO TELL YOU A SECRET.  GO NO CLOSER.  THE CORN CANNOT BE TRUSTED.

WE HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU FOR SO LONG.  WE ARE SO GLAD THAT YOU ARE HERE.

WELCOME TO THE BIRTHDAY.  WELCOME TO THE BIRTHDAY.  WELCOME TO THE BIRTHDAY UNENDING.

diaryofabaglady:

hersheywrites:

I can’t breath.
Who wants to shoot me like this? I need answers.

Janielle Williams, Jamaican model.

Wow

diaryofabaglady:

hersheywrites:

I can’t breath.

Who wants to shoot me like this? I need answers.

Janielle Williams, Jamaican model.

Wow

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I read several dozen stories a year from miserable, lonely guys who insist that women won’t come near them despite the fact that they are just the nicest guys in the world.

..I’m asking what do you offer? Are you smart? Funny? Interesting? Talented? Ambitious? Creative? OK, now what do you do to demonstrate those attributes to the world? Don’t say that you’re a nice guy — that’s the bare minimum.

“Well, I’m not sexist or racist or greedy or shallow or abusive! Not like those other douchebags!”

I’m sorry, I know that this is hard to hear, but if all you can do is list a bunch of faults you don’t have, then back the fuck away…

Don’t complain about how girls fall for jerks; they fall for those jerks because those jerks have other things they can offer. “But I’m a great listener!” Are you? Because you’re willing to sit quietly in exchange for the chance to be in the proximity of a pretty girl (and spend every second imagining how soft her skin must be)? Well guess what, there’s another guy in her life who also knows how to do that, and he can play the guitar. Saying that you’re a nice guy is like a restaurant whose only selling point is that the food doesn’t make you sick. You’re like a new movie whose title is This Movie Is in English, and its tagline is “The actors are clearly visible”.

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David Wong (via thatlitsite)

I’ve read this before it it’s brilliant.

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Always so glad wien this comes around my dash.

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thefingerfuckingfemalefury:

Lion: AGGGGGGGHHHHH
YOU HAVE VANQUISHED ME, MIGHTY BEAST
Cub: DAD STOP
Lion: EVERYTHING…GOING…DARK
Cub: DAD OH MY GOD
Lion: REMEMBER WHO YOU ARE…

thefingerfuckingfemalefury:

Lion: AGGGGGGGHHHHH

YOU HAVE VANQUISHED ME, MIGHTY BEAST

Cub: DAD STOP

Lion: EVERYTHING…GOING…DARK

Cub: DAD OH MY GOD

Lion: REMEMBER WHO YOU ARE…

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What's happening in Hong Kong?

fireinthehob:

  • The protests are being held in order to achieve universal suffrage in Hong Kong. Although democracy had been promised for 2017 in 2008, China announced this August that Hong Kong people would only be able to vote from a pool of 2-3 specially selected candidates (all of whom…

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"Any one of these women may be an asshole, but probably not all of them. That sounds unlikely. And moreover, it doesn’t matter: When somebody tells you their story, and your response is “Who the fuck do you think you are to tell a story,” the asshole is you."

Jacob Clifton (via girlwithlandscape)

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"that’s what you call telling a story. People have been doing it for thousands and thousands of years. It nurtures our souls and makes us feel less alone, which is our one duty to one another while on this planet: To show up, to love others, to cross the divide so we’re not all brains in jars, and storytelling is the most efficient and powerful way we’ve learned to do this, in the thousands of years we’ve been here."

Jacob Clifton (via girlwithlandscape)

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someonessandbox:

Not even a curse from the Evil Queen could stop them dancing or stop them being sisters. Even if Becca and Georgina were born boys and had to find their true names along with the beat. Even if Hattie learned the rhythm from the pulse of dance floor rather than the sound of the song. Even if half were abandoned and all neglected and few related by blood. There were twelve Princesses in Maine and they danced through their shoes.

aconnormanning:

maneth985:

fallen-angel-with-a-shotgun:

dajo42:

if you dont have me on facebook you are probably not missing out on any posts but the comment section is important too lmao

I went to the Renaissance faire dressed as a warrior.  I had a real sword with me, too.  I was standing (in character) next to a sword-fighting ring, where kids of all ages got the chance to pick up a sword and challenge the champion.  Some woman walks by, with her little girl.  The girl starts walking towards the ring, saying she wants to fight.  But the mom pulled her away hella sharply, and was like, “That’s for boys.”  You don’t want to be a BOY, do you?”    And the girl looked around and saw me.  I think she thought I was a boy; I had my hair in a ponytail, and was wearing a hood.  So she comes up to me and asks me, “Do you think girls can be fighters, too?”  And her mom looks like she’s silently gloating.  Like she thinks I’m going to say no.  So I take off my hood, untie my hair so that it flows freely, and kneel before her.  And I’m like, “Milady, anyone can be a fighter.”  I swear, the look on that mother’s face made my day.



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aconnormanning:

maneth985:

fallen-angel-with-a-shotgun:

dajo42:

if you dont have me on facebook you are probably not missing out on any posts but the comment section is important too lmao

I went to the Renaissance faire dressed as a warrior.  I had a real sword with me, too.  I was standing (in character) next to a sword-fighting ring, where kids of all ages got the chance to pick up a sword and challenge the champion.  Some woman walks by, with her little girl.  The girl starts walking towards the ring, saying she wants to fight.  But the mom pulled her away hella sharply, and was like, “That’s for boys.”  You don’t want to be a BOY, do you?”    And the girl looked around and saw me.  I think she thought I was a boy; I had my hair in a ponytail, and was wearing a hood.  So she comes up to me and asks me, “Do you think girls can be fighters, too?”  And her mom looks like she’s silently gloating.  Like she thinks I’m going to say no.  So I take off my hood, untie my hair so that it flows freely, and kneel before her.  And I’m like, “Milady, anyone can be a fighter.”  I swear, the look on that mother’s face made my day.

This post was good but then it got better

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