May 7, 2014


Jewellery by wingedlion

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May 6, 2014


Green High-Waisted Mermaid Bikini

Update your bikini collection for summertime with these green, high-waisted bikini bottoms. Designed with a mermaid scale pattern, these are sure to bring you plenty of compliments at the beach. Sold on Etsy.

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May 6, 2014








Anthony Mackie being the first black superhero (and making Bill O’Reilly uncomfortable) on Jimmy Fallon (x)

Anthony Mackie is amazing.

love of my life

So no one remembers that time or two that Halle Berry played Storm? Or did that not count?
Ok, so Falcon might be in the actual comic book world. But is that what they are saying here? Because in terms of the movies, he was not the first to play a black superhero.

Don’t get me wrong though, I thought Mackie was great in the movie.

In the comics, Falcon is the first African-American superhero, debuting in 1969 vs Storm’s 1975. The first Black (or African descended) superhero is Black Panther (1966). And Meteor Man is technically the first Black superhero on film (1993), followed by Blankman (1994). Blade, however, is the first Black superhero on film for Marvel. 

Know your history folks.

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May 5, 2014

Miss Piggy stickers


Miss Piggy stickers

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May 5, 2014



Some things never change

i for one am i truly shocked that britney still experiences thirst as a fully grown adult

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May 4, 2014


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May 4, 2014
"I’ve especially loved all the mentions of McCarthyism (the Republican who tried to use government force to interfere with the lives of strangers), witch hunts (where we burned innocent women alive for being outside the norm), or lynch mobs (where conservatives tried to preserve the status quo with public beatings, because that’s literally what “conservative” means). Man you must have some cushy-ass lives if publicly torturing and murdering people is roughly equivalent to having a rich famous white dude not be able to run this particular company. His name will still be on Wikipedia long after we’re dead and gone. Cry me a fucking river of tiny self-playing violins."

Mozilla and free speech (via azspot)

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May 3, 2014


Funny photos by Mike Stimpson

All images © Mike Stimpson

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May 3, 2014
"I am not accessible. I cannot be your penpal. I cannot be your writing mentor. Email and twitter and blogs and Facebook and tumblr do not paint an accurate portrait of life. I am not sitting on my computer all day, available to communicate with you."

squeetus: I am not accessible
Oh, thank all that is good and holy. I agree with every word of Shannon Hale’s post.

99.9% of my interactions with readers are AMAZING. But there is a distressingly entitled .1% that makes me want to delete myself from the Internet.

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May 2, 2014




the phrase “curiosity killed the cat” is actually not the full phrase it actually is “curiosity killed the cat but satisfaction brought it back” so don’t let anyone tell you not to be a curious little baby okay go and be interested in the world uwu

See also:

Blood is thicker than water The blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb.

Meaning that relationships formed by choice are stronger than those formed by birth.


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May 2, 2014






So I was reading up on Avengers trivia and apparently RDJ kept food hidden all over this set and they couldn’t find where it was so they just kinda let him continue doing it. So that’s his actual food he’s offering and whenever he’s eating in a scene, it’s not scripted. He was just hungry.

RDJ is a squirrel

I will never NOT reblog this

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May 1, 2014

The first edition of Les Fleurs du mal with author’s notes.


The first edition of Les Fleurs du mal with author’s notes.

May 1, 2014
"We praise people for being “naturally” smart, too, “naturally” athletic, and etc. But studies continue to show, as they have for some time now, that it is generally healthier to praise schoolchildren for being hardworking, than for being naturally gifted. We know now that to emphasize a child’s inherent ability places pressure on that child to continue to be accidentally talented, which is something that is hard for anyone to control. When the children who are applauded for their natural skills fail, they are shown to take the failure very personally. After all, the process of their success has always seemed mysterious and basic and inseparable from the rest of their identity, so it must be they who are failing as whole people. When students are instead complimented and rewarded for their effort and improvement, they tend to not be so hard on themselves. When they fail, they reason, “Well, I’ll work harder next time.” They learn that they are capable of success, rather than constantly automatically deserving of it, and they learn simultaneously that they are bigger and more complex than their individual successes or failures."

— Kate of Eat the Damn Cake, The Stupidity of “Natural” Beauty (x)

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April 30, 2014

Leia, do you remember your mother?  Your real mother?

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April 30, 2014


Courtney Love reading Kurt Cobain’s suicide note.
I feel the same way you guys do. If you guys don’t think … that I used to sit in this room, when he played the guitar and sang, and feel so honored to be near him, you’re crazy… Anyway, he left a note, it’s more like a letter to the fucking editor. I don’t know what happened. I mean it was gonna happen, but it could’ve happened when he was 40. He always said he was gonna outlive everybody and be a hundred and twenty. I’m not gonna read you all the note ’cause it’s none of the rest of your fucking business. But some of it is to you. I don’t really think it takes away his dignity to read this considering that it’s addressed to … most of you. He’s such an asshole. I want you all to say ‘asshole’ really loud.

“This note should be pretty easy to understand. All the warnings from the punk rock 101 courses over the years since my first introduction to the, shall we say, ethics involved with independence and embracement of your community, has proven to be very true. I haven’t felt the excitement of listening to, as well as creating music, along with really writing something, for too many years now. I feel guilty beyond words about these things – for example, when we’re backstage and the lights go out and the roar of the crowd begins, it doesn’t affect me the way in which it did for Freddie Mercury, who seemed to love and relish the love and adoration of the crowd.”
Well, Kurt, so fucking what — then don’t be a rockstar you asshole.

”Which is something I totally admire and envy. The fact, I can’t fool you, any one of you, it simply isn’t fair to you or to me. The worst crime I could think of would be to put people off by faking it, pretending as if I’m having 100% fun“
No Kurt, the worst crime I can think of is for you to just continue being a rock star when you fucking hate it, just fucking stop.

”Sometimes I feel as I should have a punch-in time-clock before I walk out on stage. I’ve tried everything within my power to appreciate it, and I do, God believe me, I do. But it’s not enough. I appreciate the fact that I and we have affected and entertained a lot of people. I must be one of those narcissists who only appreciate things when they’re alone. I’m too sensitive. Oh, I need to be slightly numb in order to regain the enthusiasm I once had as a child. On our last three tours I’ve had a much better appreciation of all the people I’ve known personally, and of fans of our music. But I still can’t get out the frustration, the guilt and the empathy I have for everybody. There’s good in all of us and I simply love people too much.”
So why didn’t you just fucking stay?

”So much that it makes me feel too fucking sad. Sad little sensitive unappreciative Pisces, Jesus, Man…”

Oh shut up, bastard. Why didn’t you just enjoy it? I don’t know. Then he goes on to say personal things to me that are none of your damn business; personal things to Frances that are none of your damn business.

”I had a good marriage, and for that I’m grateful. But since the age of seven, I’ve become hateful toward all humans in general. Only because it seems so easy for people to get along and have empathy.“


”Only because I love and feel for people too much I guess. Thank you all from the pit of my burning nauseous stomach for your letters and concern during the last years. I’m too much of an erratic, moody person and I don’t have the passion anymore. So remember…
“ And don’t remember this, cause this is a fucking lie!

”It’s better to burn out than to fade away“

God! You asshole.

”Peace, Love, Empathy. Kurt Cobain.“

And then there are some more personal things that is none of your damn business. And just remember: this is all bullshit. But I want you to know one thing: that 80’s tough luck bullshit, it doesn’t work. It’s not real. It doesn’t work. I should have let him – we all should have let him – have his numbness. We should have let him have the thing that made him feel better, that made his stomach feel better. We should have let him have it, instead of trying to strip away his skin.
You go home and you tell your parents, “Don’t you ever try that tough love bullshit on me, ‘cuz it doesn’t fucking work.” That’s what I think.

And I’m laying in our bed, and I’m really sorry. And I feel the same way you do. I’m really sorry you guys. I don’t know what I could have done. I wish I’d been here. I wish I hadn’t listened to other people, but I did.
Every night I’ve been sleeping with his mother, and I wake up in the morning and think it’s him because his body’s sort of the same.
And I have to go now. Just tell him he’s a fucker, OK? Just say “fucker.” “You’re a fucker.” And that you love him.

"I must be one of those narcissists who only appreciate things when they’re alone. I’m too sensitive"

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