pernellc:

@RussellWebster: Now they just say “Support ‘our’ police” and everyone knows what they mean. http://t.co/b10zWkXDll

kane:

when one game was more interesting than the entire stanley cup final

punkrockgroupie:

All In White (Live From London) - The Vaccines

actuates:

HOW TO PLAY SOCCER IN GYM CLASS:
1. Get the ball
2. Pass it to someone who actually knows how to play
3. Run.

sheaweberway:

Shannon Szabados completes the ALS ice bucket challenge [x]

lokicolouredglasses:

(taken from this post on the experiments of Harry Harlow)

This is serious business, because this is a large part of how sexism, racism, homophobia, rape culture, ethnocentrism, etc. continue to happen.

sassyorca:

Pretty damn proud that my mom and i raised enough money to rescue this beautiful boy from a life of abuse and misery at a circus in peru. He’ll live out his days at a sanctuary and enjoy just being a lion instead of being beaten and starved for human amusement.

posted 5 days ago with 5 notes via: sassyorca

iio0oii:

"Grow up with me.

Let’s run in fields and fear the dark together.
Fall off swings, and burn special things,
and both play outside in bad weather.

Let’s eat badly.
Let’s watch adults drink wine and laugh at their idiocy.
Let’s sit in the back of the car,
making eye contact with strangers driving past,
making them uncomfortable.

Not caring.
Not swearing.
Don’t fuck.

Let’s both reclaim our superpowers;
the ones we all have and lose with our milk teeth.
The ability not to fear social awkwardness.
To panic when locked in the cellar;
still sure there’s something down there.
And while picking from pillows each feather,
let’s both stay away from the edge of the bed,
forcing us closer together.

Let’s sit in public, with ice cream all over both our faces;
sticking our tongues out at passers by.
Let’s cry.
Let’s swim.
Let’s everything.

Let’s not find it funny lest someone falls over.
Classical music is boring.
Poetry baffles us both;
there’s nothing that’s said is what’s meant.
Plays are long, tiresome, sullen, and filled;
with hours that could be spent rolling down hills,
and grazing our knees on cement.

Let’s hear stories and both lose our innocence.
Learn about parents and forgiveness,
death and morality,
kindness and art,
thus losing both of our innocent hearts,
but at least we won’t do it apart.

Grow up with me.”

Oh boy, I’m gonna have to start calling him Starlord for the rest of his life.

I hate that feeling when you’re not necessarily sad, but you just feel really empty and every little thing gets to you and everyone that talks to you makes you angry and you want to punch everyone in the face

★     LANAWINTIRS