1. neelytherese:



    daily dozen!!!!  you need this!!!!!

    we need like 10. One to hang in the window. One to hang on our sign. And the rest to form a perimiter around the entire place linked together by barbed wire

    i am peeing my pants laughing. we totally need all of the above.

    (Source: 270293)


  2. loveinspireuniversally:

    You could read this list to yourself 3-4 times a day for a week or more to help reprogram your mind to think more positively. (Taken from the book, What to Say When You Talk to Yourself by Shad Helmstetter)

    *I am in control of my own thinking & I think only those…


  3. "

    After learning my flight was detained 4 hours,
    I heard the announcement:
    If anyone in the vicinity of gate 4-A understands any Arabic,
    Please come to the gate immediately.

    Well—one pauses these days. Gate 4-A was my own gate. I went there.
    An older woman in full traditional Palestinian dress,
    Just like my grandma wore, was crumpled to the floor, wailing loudly.
    Help, said the flight service person. Talk to her. What is her
    Problem? we told her the flight was going to be four hours late and she
    Did this.

    I put my arm around her and spoke to her haltingly.
    Shu dow-a, shu- biduck habibti, stani stani schway, min fadlick,
    Sho bit se-wee?

    The minute she heard any words she knew—however poorly used—
    She stopped crying.

    She thought our flight had been canceled entirely.
    She needed to be in El Paso for some major medical treatment the
    Following day. I said no, no, we’re fine, you’ll get there, just late,

    Who is picking you up? Let’s call him and tell him.
    We called her son and I spoke with him in English.
    I told him I would stay with his mother till we got on the plane and
    Would ride next to her—Southwest.

    She talked to him. Then we called her other sons just for the fun of it.

    Then we called my dad and he and she spoke for a while in Arabic and
    Found out of course they had ten shared friends.

    Then I thought just for the heck of it why not call some Palestinian
    Poets I know and let them chat with her. This all took up about 2 hours.

    She was laughing a lot by then. Telling about her life. Answering

    She had pulled a sack of homemade mamool cookies—little powdered
    Sugar crumbly mounds stuffed with dates and nuts—out of her bag—
    And was offering them to all the women at the gate.

    To my amazement, not a single woman declined one. It was like a
    Sacrament. The traveler from Argentina, the traveler from California,
    The lovely woman from Laredo—we were all covered with the same
    Powdered sugar. And smiling. There are no better cookies.

    And then the airline broke out the free beverages from huge coolers—
    Non-alcoholic—and the two little girls for our flight, one African
    American, one Mexican American—ran around serving us all apple juice
    And lemonade and they were covered with powdered sugar too.

    And I noticed my new best friend—by now we were holding hands—
    Had a potted plant poking out of her bag, some medicinal thing,

    With green furry leaves. Such an old country traveling tradition. Always
    Carry a plant. Always stay rooted to somewhere.

    And I looked around that gate of late and weary ones and thought,
    This is the world I want to live in. The shared world.

    Not a single person in this gate—once the crying of confusion stopped
    —has seemed apprehensive about any other person.

    They took the cookies. I wanted to hug all those other women too.
    This can still happen anywhere.

    Not everything is lost.


    Naomi Shihab Nye (b. 1952), “Wandering Around an Albuquerque Airport Terminal.” I think this poem may be making the rounds, this week, but that’s as it should be.  (via oliviacirce)

    When I lose hope in the world, I remember this poem.

    (via bookoisseur)

    I’m really glad I read that.

    (via selfesteampunk)

    (via fairdig)

  4. flora-file:

    Crassula corymbulosa (by flora-file)

    (via vaporeonpetplay)

  5. flora-file:

    California king (by flora-file)

    (via vaporeonpetplay)


  6. Truths in bold

    You live within 20 minutes of your best friend.
    You don’t have a best friend.
    You live within 20 minutes of the last person you kissed.
    You live within 20 minutes of your ex.
    You have hugged someone in the last 48 hours.
    You have had 3 or more boyfriends/girlfriends just this year.
    You are Catholic.
    You are atheist. 
    You are a brunette. 
    You have dated a blonde.
    You are friends with a redhead.
    You are taller than your mum.
    You are taller than your dad.
    You have visited the Statue of Liberty.
    You have visited the Eiffel Tower.
    You have visited Big Ben.
    You have never been out of the country.
    You own a Bible.
    You own something with a Pentagram on it.
    You have used a Ouija Board.
    You have been a witch for Halloween.
    You have been a zombie for Halloween.
    You have your eyebrow pierced.
    You have a Monroe piercing.
    You have your nose pierced.
    You have no tattoos.
    You have more than 2 tattoos.
    You straighten your hair occasionally.
    You have worn a dress in the last 3 days.
    You were at a bar last New Year’s.
    You slept through last New Year’s.
    You have worked on Christmas Eve.
    You have worked on Christmas.
    You slept in your own bed last night.
    You regret kissing the last person you kissed.
    You are wearing a necklace right now.
    You are wearing something red.
    You are wearing something blue. 
    You are wearing something purple. 
    You are currently listening to music.
    You are waiting for something.
    You have been whistled at.
    You were creeped out by it.
    You are a good speller.
    You were dating someone in December of 2008.
    You are still dating that person.
    You have cheated on someone.
    You have been cheated on.
    You have been on a cruise ship.
    You have camped out in your own backyard.
    You are wearing something that doesn’t belong to you.
    You wonder what will happen when you die.
    You are afraid of the dark.
    You write in all capital letters. 
    You have been told you have nice handwriting.
    You have had a song written for you.
    You have had a picture drawn of you.
    You have curly/wavy hair. 
    You know someone with the same birthday as you.
    You are a morning person.
    You are a night owl.
    You slept in past 10 am today.
    You have big plans for next weekend.
    Your job is stressing you out.
    You don’t have a job.
    You have never had a job.
    You were fired from your last job.
    You know some sign language.
    You will usually try something at least once.
    You have been swimming in the last month.
    You have taken a ballet class. 
    You have taken karate.
    You have taken gymnastics. 
    You wish on shooting stars.
    You wish at 11:11.
    Your birthday has already come this year.
    You have been in a relationship that lasted longer than a year. 
    Your ex ended your last relationship.
    You aren’t over your ex.
    You were named after someone.
    You like your name.
    Your last drink was water.
    You have visited somewhere said to be ‘haunted’.
    You have skipped school just because you didn’t feel like going.
    You have taken medicine when you ‘feel a headache coming on’.
    You are self-conscious about your body.
    You have a hangover.
    You have a pet fish.
    You have had a Jehovah’s Witness show up at your house. 
    You have godparents.
    Your parents are still married.
    You are the oldest.
    You don’t want kids. 
    You want more than four kids.
    You have broken your arm.
    You have had to get stitches on your face.
    You have had an MRI.
    Your fingernails are painted.
    You like to draw. 
    You like to sing.
    You can play an instrument.
    You borrowed something you really need to give back to someone.
    You have cut your hair in the last week.
    You wear glasses.
    Your favorite season is autumn.
    You last rode in a car with a relative.
    You last rode in a car with a girl/woman.
    You last rode in a car with the person you are dating. 
    You love Chinese food.
    Your best friend is older than you.
    You have to go to school/work tomorrow.
    You answered every question truthfully.


  8. sunvapor said: What the fucks happening in Ferguson?


    Alright, i’m gonna sit down and basically explain the situation in this ask so everyone of my followers knows why i’m so pissed.

    Michael Brown, a 17 - 18 year old african american boy was unlawfully shot (8-10 times supposedly) by police in St Louis, Missouri on saturday, august 9th, 2014. He was unarmed, and had done nothing to attract suspicion other than the fact that he was black. His body was left in the street for 4 hours. (beware: somewhat graphic image linked)

    There are several claims from witnesses (see: Dorian Johnson’s account and video [HIGHLY RECOMMEND READING UP ON HIS ACCOUNT, ITS VERY SPECIFIC] — Brown’s friend who experienced the situation first hand, La’Toya Cash and Phillip Walker— Ferguson residents nearby the incident),  that fall together in generally close claims. However, the only one who’s claim seems out of place is the police officer’s who shot Brown. Who, by the way, is put off on paid administrative leave AND who’s name remained under anonymity for his safety (However, attorney Benjamin Crump is looking for a way to force release his name). He claims that Brown began to wrestle the officer for his gun and tried attacking him after he told Brown and his friend Dorian Johnson (22) to “get the f*ck on the sidewalk”.

    According to Johnson, after a minor confrontation on the officer’s part where he grabbed Brown by the neck and then by the shirt, the officer pulled his gun on Brown and shot him at point blank range on the right side of his body. Brown and Johnson were able to get away briefly and started running. However, Brown was shot in the back, supposedly disabling him from getting very far. He turned around with his arms in the air and said “I don’t have a gun, stop shooting!” By this point, Brown and the officer were face to face as the cop shot him several times in the face and chest until he was finally dead. Johnson ran to his apartment and by the sound of his account, seemingly had some sort of panic attack. Later he emerged from his home to see Brown still laying in the streets. People were gathered with their cellphones, screaming at the police.

    According to msnbc, the police refuse to interview Johnson at all, despite his amazing courage to come forward. They didn’t wanna hear it. They only listened to the cop’s account of it all and were vague with the media on what they thought happened. They’ve also refused to commit to a timeline in releasing autopsy results and other investigation information.

    Numerous rumors are sweeping around such as Brown stealing candy from a QuickTrip, the store he emerged from calling the cops on him, Brown reaching for a gun, Brown attacking the cop first, ect. But these have all been debunked. (I know a lot of these have been debunked, but im having a hard time finding sources. if anyone could help out and link some legit ones id be SO grateful)

    The event in and of itself was terrible, but now it has escalated beyond belief. Around 100 or more people, mostly black, went to the police station to protest peacefully. Things quickly turned bad as martial law got involved and authorities were bringing in K9s, tanks, heavy artillery, ect. The heavy police presence only made things worse as riots began to break out and looting and vandalism started. [ x ] [ x ] [ x ]

    Now, as of very recently, the media has been banned from Ferguson. There is also a No-Fly zone above Ferguson for the reason of “ TO PROVIDE A SAFE ENVIRONMENT FOR LAW ENFORCEMENT ACTIVITIES ” as said on the Federal Aviation Commission’s website. Cop cars are lined up on the borders to prevent people from entering/leaving. Media outlets are being threatened with arrest. It completely violates our amendments and everything.

    It’s becoming increasingly scary and difficult to find out whats going on over there. I’m afraid this is all the information I have, though. If anybody else knows anything about the situation, please feel free to add on or correct any mistakes i’ve made as i’m no expert on writing these things.

    And as a personal favor, i’d really appreciate anyone to give this a reblog in order to spread the word. I think it’s a shame that this is going on in our own country yet so few people know about it. Help me make this topic huge and get this as much attention as possible.

  10. calicocomics:

    i’m working on a new comic called MY PRETTY VAMPIRE, which i will debut as a B&W mini-comic of at this year’s SPX. i’m going to post it on tumblr as i make it as a chance to experiment with digital coloring/animation. hope you’ll follow along!