sippin on a slurpeeeeeeee
sippin on a slurpeeeeeeee
I bet Robert Pattinson is into making forts. You know Reese has a ton of cushions and pillows. He probably made a fort at Reese’s house. I’d chill in that fort.
i am trying really hard, and i can’t imagine any place i’d rather be than in a fort in reese’s house, if i was rpatz.
Recently The Gordon Parks Foundation discovered over 70 unpublished photographs by Parks at the bottom of an old storage box wrapped in paper and marked as “Segregation Series.” These never before series of images not only give us a glimpse into the everyday life of African Americans during the 50′s but are also in full color, something that is uncommon for photographs from that era.
Too easily forgotten that this happened during most of our parents’ generation.
… that the correct word is “toward.” “Towards” is incorrect. It is invalid. It is not real. It is a coinage. If you use it in a sentence, your sentence is meaningless.
There is no romance to be found in “towards.” You and he will never move slowly “towards” one another across a crowded room. You…
I’m reading the NYTimes’ coverage of the Aurora shootings, and this quote jumped out at me:
Luke O’Dell of the Rocky Mountain Gun Owners, a Colorado group on the other side of the debate over gun control, took a nearly opposite view. “Potentially, if there had been a law-abiding citizen who…
“By Grand Central Station I Sat Down and Wept,” by Elizabeth Smart
The train was waiting and she was sitting there reading. I saw her through the open doors. I walked in, took a seat infront of her, and I photographed her. She became aware of me after I took the shot. Instinctively, I knew that her awareness was informed. She looked up and asked, “Are you the underground?”. I hesitated for a moment, as I wondered myself if I was the underground. Then I quickly said yes. She took my hand and held it, so warmly, like we were already connected. I’ll never forget it. That moment will be a part of me. It will enrich my work. Thank you.
pretty pretty emily
I got an IUD a while ago and people keep asking how it’s working for me. Instead of telling each person one by one, I decided to make this comic to share with the world. Hope it helps!
Click on the first image to read the comic through piece-by-piece or scroll through the full version by clicking here!
THIS IS AWESOME! SARAH MIRK IS AWESOME! IUDS ARE AWESOME!
The fear seemed completely irrational, which made it even more frustrating and maddening and painful. It was also hard to explain to anyone else what was happening. I would lie and say I was physically sick; it wasn’t really lying. I would stand in the vestibule of my apartment building, waves of nausea washing over me, willing myself to push the door open. Half the time I’d go back inside.
In retrospect, my fear doesn’t seem irrational. I was afraid to leave my apartment because my subconscious had access to the information, stored in some mental safe that my conscious mind couldn’t unlock, that the day was coming when I would leave my apartment and everything in it and everything about the life I was living in it for good, forever.”
I wrote this on the 4th of July. It’s very emo and a little bit of a retread. I go for long stretches without thinking about this stuff, of course, but around this time of year I tend to remember. (via emilygould)