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I TOOK OFF MY SHIRT JUST TO DO THIS AND I WAS NOT DISSAPPOINTED
new skill acquired
omg.. I was looking for this.
i stopped drawing, got up and tried it out…….. it fucking worked. .___.
what kinda of black magic is this e A e;I tried this at my desk cautiously and then when it worked I ran into the bedroom to show Rhiann my magic trick.
no way..
15 amazing things in nature you won’t believe actually exist
I am gonna make it my personal mission to see these places some day.
To do list.
Tom Meagher (via sprinkledwords)
LOUISE MILLIGAN: Today was obviously a really huge day for you. Justice Geoffrey Nettle has sentenced Adrian Bayley to life, but with a 35-year non-parole period. What’s your reaction to that? Do you think it’s enough?
TOM MEAGHER: I don’t think anything’s enough. I can’t think of a worse person than that man. And it wasn’t - I wasn’t expecting anything else. I wasn’t expecting the judge to hand down life without parole, simply because people had told me this wouldn’t happen. I certainly don’t think the sentence for rape charge was enough at all, given what this man has done in the past. I think that 15 years is a disgrace, considering the maximum penalty for rape is 25. And I don’t know what the maximum penalty is for if it’s not for that man. I don’t know who else could fit the bill of a maximum sentence for rape than Adrian Ernest Bayley.
at the moment, it’s “psi” because indonesian forests.
(via englishmajormade)
(via englishmajormade)
(via englishmajormade)
Things that are creepy:
- Persistence after someone has said NO or STOP, or has made it clear they are not interested in your advances
- Invalidating someone’s “no”
- Only stopping your advances when somebody informs you they are taken (you are telling this person their “no” alone is not enough, which means you do not respect them)
- Asking “why” when somebody rejects your advances
- Asking “why not” when somebody refuses to give you their phone number
(via misandristscum)
MY MOTHER’S HAND
I have my mother’s hands today.
They sting from cuts and burns,
reminders of my payments
with blood and flesh
for marriage,
a house people call home.
A vein twitches painfully but
one by one the dishes are cleaned.
My hands,
they smell like a memory
I keep close to me,
a memory of my mother
cupping my face in her hands.
Lovingly.
I wonder,
again and again,
why I had pushed
these hands
away, when my own are the same—
smelling of grease, and
of years and years of
blood, tears and pain.
— from Keeping Skeletons by Tan Lixin
Went to my local book swap tree (I know, a freaking amazing idea, right?) looking to improve my knowledge and appreciation of poetry so picked up this wee gem. Left behind my copy of Revolutionary Road by Richard Yates. Apologies to the poor, unsuspecting soul who happened to pick it up- brilliantly written, but by no stretch an easy read. The oppression seeped out of it and filled my room, staying long after I’d finished it. It’s incredible how someone else’s thoughts written on a page can affect us so much. But that’s why I love reading.
(via quotesfromfiction)
