"How the Media Failed Women in 2013," courtesy of Miss Representation. This is mind-boggling and you must watch it right now.
My sister’s roommate is an architect. Check out their suspended tree.
fUCK architecTS GOD DAMN
that’s a weird way to spell ‘wizard’
what happens when someone accidentally bumps into it tho
He didn’t even get manslaughter
You can hit somebody with a car by accident and still get manslaughter
You can build a bad house that collapses and kills the people inside years later after the fact and still get manslaughter
You can not wash your hands cooking food just once and still get manslaughter
He chased down a child after being directly told by 911 not to exit his car and shot him in the head
AND HE DIDN’T EVEN GET FUCKING MANSLAUGHTER
Tokyo’s subway system is arguably one of the most complex in the world. The map itself can be an immediate turn-off for any unfamiliarized straphangar. But exactly how do all these lines run underground, overlapping as they carry hundreds of thousands of passengers each day?
Tokyo University graduate student Takatsugu Kuriyama decided to answer that question be recreating an accurate three-dimensional model of Tokyo’s lifeline by using multi-colored tubes strung with wire. Different color liquids pulsate throughout all 18 lines, creating a staggering picture of what goes on below the streets of Tokyo every day.
everyone who reblogs this will get gordon ramsay in their inbox
if you don’t keep your promise i swear to god
i reblogged it less than an hour ago hOW THE FUCK DID YOU MANAGE THAT
I WANT ONE I WANT A RAMSEY SO BAD
those cats are huge
wait no those beds are tiny
If you are reading this, you have survived your entire life up until this point.
You have survived traumas, heartbreak, devastation, the elements, different phases of life. And here you are.
You go, motherfucker. You’re awesome.
Why can’t more people think like John Green?
this is probably my favorite john green quotation ever.
how many times is it appropriate to say ‘what’ before you nod and smile because you still didn’t hear what they said
i hope my kids never feel the need to come out to me (if they aren’t het)
like i hope they just come to me and tell me about the person they like or are dating or whatever and never need to specify their sexuality or put a label on it for my benefit
A book is made from a tree. It is an assemblage of flat, flexible parts (still called “leaves”) imprinted with dark pigmented squiggles. One glance at it and you hear the voice of another person, perhaps someone dead for thousands of years. Across the millennia, the author is speaking, clearly and silently, inside your head, directly to you. Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people, citizens of distant epochs, who never knew one another. Books break the shackles of time ― proof that humans can work magic.
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