I suck at blogging

kruhn:

tamburina:

My sister in the south of Chile. We are sitting at home next to the fireplace in our southern lake house when it suddenly began to pour uncontrollably. Had to rush into the lake to take this snapshot! - Camila Massu/National Geographic Traveler Photo Contest

i will never go without reblogging this. You’re a wonderful photographer! ^

kruhn:

tamburina:

My sister in the south of Chile. We are sitting at home next to the fireplace in our southern lake house when it suddenly began to pour uncontrollably. Had to rush into the lake to take this snapshot! - Camila Massu/National Geographic Traveler Photo Contest

i will never go without reblogging this. You’re a wonderful photographer! ^

“When you are used to the kind of life—of never getting anything you want—you stop knowing what it is you want.”

– Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle  (via killheji)

1. If you don’t like the way he kisses you, you won’t like the way he fucks you. Get up and leave.

2. If he won’t go down on you, but expects you to go down on him, laugh. Get up and leave.

3. If you don’t want to do something and he doesn’t respect that, slap him round the face. Get up and leave.

4. If he isn’t okay with the imperfections on your skin, if he says they turn him off, get up and leave.

5. If you don’t want to shave your legs and he thinks that’s disgusting and refuses to touch them, get up and leave.

6. If he doesn’t see your body as a masterpiece, as a complete work of art, get up and leave.

7. If he makes you feel uncomfortable about any part of your body, get up and leave.

– Get up and leave // E.E (via limneae)

“I want to tell you I miss
you with no subtext. No guilt,
no anger, no expectation
that you’ll fix it. I don’t want
you to feel bad or to tell
me it will get better. This
is where we are meant to be
right now – me apart from you,
my hands a little empty and
my heart a little sad.
I just miss you.
I wanted you to know.”

anne, fyi (via versteur)

spr-ngfever:

buttslikehouses:

34choco:

How to Really, Really Piss Off the Wesboro Baptist Church

i have never hit the reblog button so fast jfc

this is really great omg

thejellostapler:

"I wish there was a way to know you’re in the good old days, before you’ve actually left them."

behind-a-wall-of-illusion:

sproutingflower:

female actors getting pissed off at sexist interview questions is my new favourite thing

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tina and amy’s faces omg

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and cate blanchett calling out the cameraman on the full body pan 

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scarlett is so tired of this shit

We are the girls whose father’s tell us,
“wearing a dress while walking alone
in the city is more dangerous than
driving without a seat belt.”

We are the girls who are taught that
saying sorry after no is our protection
instead of the pocket knife or pepper spray.
Being polite is the only shield we’ll have to offer.

We are the girls who must rid our spaghetti
straps and V-necks on hot days, because simple
minded boys can’t seem to control their
“sexual desires” when seeing bare skin
on the shoulders and back.

We are the girls who are expected to be
smart, but not too smart because we’ll
not be seen as sexy to the male eyes.
“She must have a pretty face behind
that book she’s buried in.”

We are the girls who must add, “please.”
Before asking someone not to touch us,
as if we are asking permission instead
of giving demand.

We are the girls whose principal insists
to look at what we are wearing, “what do
you expect? Boys will be boys.”

i.c. // We are the girls who have been
taught to submit to the man. (via delicatepoetry)

"College as explained to me in high school" vs. "College as experienced firsthand"

  • There will be no grades in a class except the midterm and the final, so you have to study hard because failing one test means you fail the class.
    In high school they told us:
  • Hey, you guys are working really hard on your third paper, so I'm just going to cancel the final and give everyone a hundred on it.
    Once I was in college a professor said:
  • In college, class always begins exactly at the scheduled start time. If your class is at 9 AM and you get there at 9:01, the doors will be locked and you'll be out of luck, especially if it's the day of the midterm or final, because then you get a zero.
    In high school they told us:
  • Does anyone mind if I start class at 3:35 instead of 3:30? These elevators are really slow and I want to have time for a cigarette before I teach for 90 minutes.
    Once I was in college a professor said:
  • Every class you miss drops you a full letter grade in college courses.
    In high school they told us:
  • You can miss three classes without a penalty, and a few more if you have a Doctor's note. Sorry to be a hardass, but you automatically fail if you miss more than ten days of class.
    Once I was in college almost every professor said:
  • If you do have papers, your professors just lecture and put the assignments on the syllabus. You're completely responsible for remembering the deadlines, they won't remind you. All your professors will do is lecture and the rest is up to you.
    In high school they told us:
  • Okay, so your next paper is in two weeks! I'll keep reminding you in the interim, but I just want to make sure you have enough time to do it! Let's run through the structure I want to see real quick, and if you have any questions, feel free to email me or come to my office hours!
    Once I was in college a professor said:
  • You have to use MLA formatting and if you make any mistakes in your citations, it'll be considered plagiarism. You'll be expelled and probably sued.
    In high school they told us:
  • Please do not use MLA, it is awful, we use either APA or Chicago here because we are not 14 years old.
    Once I was in college almost every professor said:
  • There is no excuse for an absence. NONE.
    In high school they told me:
  • I'm really, really, really sorry but it's -18 before windchill and I have to walk two miles to get to class.
    In college I called a professor and said:
  • You stay inside and stay safe. Here's what we're reading today. I'll quiz you next week and if you can get a 90% I'll mark you present. I know you live off-campus, do you have food?
    The professor said:
  • Your advisor is just for academia, not personal problems.
    In high school they told me:
  • Are you okay? I haven't seen you in class in two weeks and I know you have depression. I can drop off your work if you'd like. Please call me and tell me how you're doing even if you can't get to class.
    In college my advisor called me:
  • Don't argue. You think this is bad, wait til college.
    In high school they told me:
  • You wanna argue, do it in a civil manner. We didn't get here today without 5000 years of healthy debate.
    In college all but one of my professors said:

helenwhite17:

darthmoonmoon:

omgf the skunk

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