nature-hiking:

Cliff cave - Jokulsargljufur National Park, Iceland, August 2017

photo by nature-hiking

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(Reblogged from ponderation)

fatmdaily:

we all have a hunger

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nickisverse:

readthewholelibrary:

nickisverse:

stop putting raisins in things I would otherwise enjoy eating

You are being unraisinable.

how dare you make me read this with my own two eyes

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thatonechick339:

nervouslikeme:

I like how men tell us that periods are somehow simultaneously “not that bad” and also bad enough that we shouldn’t be allowed to hold positions of power.

This is a very important and powerful text post.

(Reblogged from beyondawritersmind)
(Reblogged from beyondawritersmind)

its-spelled-ace:

crazy-pages:

colonelingersoll:

vilesbian:

helpimbeingchasedbywaltwhitman:

*writes I LIKE GIRLS on every other page of my journals so future historians don’t try to insist that I’m straight”

Future straight Historians: “we see several examples of her prioritizing a sisterly bond with the women around her, for example on page 12 she says ‘I like girls’ and throughout the text she references loving women and preferring their company. This is not to say she prioritized above her romantic relationships because on page 78 she mentions talking to a man one time in her life. It’s hard to know just how much she valued her sisterly bond with women due to this one reference of men and the ambiguity of early 21st century slang. For example on page 12 when she said she liked women, the passage continues ’…in a lesbian way. I want to kiss girls, they are so pretty, I’m so gay.’ Now it’s difficult to understand just what that sentence means. We know that in the early 21st century kissing on the cheek in greeting had gone out of vogue but the word gay, a word with an archaic meaning of happiness gives the contextual clues that perhaps she is references that old fashioned practice.

Going back to the nameless man that is mentioned once on page 78 for one sentance…”

“Now, given that she wrote on page 12, ‘Just to be clear: I’m sexually and romantically attracted to women exclusively,’ one may be tempted to read this literally, but we can’t rule out sarcasm.”

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It may seem like @vilesbian is joking, but she really isn’t. 

…jesus christ

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8bitrevolver:

catmiint:

mymodernmet:

Photographer Captures Heartwarming Portraits of Blind Cats to Help Them Get Adopted


@dasvanthenecromancer

Hey guys, the photographer has created a GoFundMe for the care and vet bills for this shelter and kitties! Check it out and share please! I’m always thankful for rescues that save and care for special needs animals https://www.gofundme.com/save-sir-thomas-trueheart-2ug6ehsc

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babeobaggins:

doodlepede:

babeobaggins:

darkdestroyer15:

ayellowbirds:

queensizeddonger:

blaruto:

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@commie-saskia

Confirmed:

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Unconfirmed. It’s a heterosexual song 100%

I wrote it and I’m gay as hell lmao

how about maybe

the song is for anyone

because we’ve all been there, wanting someone who’s with or wanting someone else

No…. I wrote it… it’s for The Gays™️

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Anonymous asked: Do you have any acting experience?

trashcanq:

thistallawkwardgirl-deactivated:

I acted like I was straight for 18 years.

I spit out my drink

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textiles:

thepenguinsaurus:

marvelcolm:

If you’re ever in an Irish speaking part of Ireland (Gaeltacht), and you see a mother with her child, tell her, “Ith an páiste.” It’s a beautiful way of saying, “Your motherhood glows with radiance and grace.” There is no English equivalent for this so give it a go!

last time i trusted an irish guy i walked home at 4am with my bra in my handbag so lets see

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ah yes

never trust the irish

It’s just a modest proposal

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hiraeeeth:

Ulcinj, Montenegro

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dont-talk-dirty-to-me:

I hear people all the time criticizing musicals by saying “why can’t they just say what they mean instead of singing and dancing about it?” and for years the only answer I’ve had was a smile and a shrug, but I finally just figured it out.

It’s because the words by themselves aren’t enough.

Outside the song, there would be almost no moving passion in Javert’s words “This I swear by the stars.” How would He Had It Comin’ be anywhere near as dangerous and vengeful without the lighting and the dance routine? The reprise of Wouldn’t It Be Luvverly is essential to underlining just how much Henry Higgins has changed and damaged Eliza Doolittle. The Mary Poppins chimney sweeps would just be weird guys off the roof if they didn’t have their whole zany song and choreography to make them a funny and interesting group. And there aren’t any words in any language to describe the complete change in Leslie Odom Jr.’s voice as the music cuts off and he solos “I…wanna be in the room where it happens, the room where it happens.”

The reason we have musicals–and the reason we have music in general–is because words aren’t enough.

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