prettycraycrayfan:
“How do you teach homosexuality? Is it like French? I was born of heterosexual parents, taught by heterosexual teachers, in a fiercely heterosexual society. So why then am I homosexual? And, no offense meant, if it were true that children mimic their teachers, we’d have a hell of a lot more nuns running around.”
-Harvey Milk, Milk (2008)
mindsnacks:
We wouldn’t be where we are today without the guidance and mentorship of our most influential teachers. In honor of Teacher Appreciation Day, we at MindSnacks want to give a big THANK YOU for your passion, dedication, and tireless effort.
Your unflagging devotion to what you do has truly shaped our lives, and you have our infinite gratitude for all that you’ve done.
ilovecharts:
Here’s a really interesting photo, an intern from Facebook wanted to examine the locality of friendships, pulling some data from Facebook he created this image. What’s incredible is that lines don’t represent coasts or rivers or political borders, but real human relationships. Each line is a friendship between two people, and with enough information these friendships give us a surprisingly accurate map of the world, minus Russia, apparently Facebook isn’t too big over there.
You can read more about how it was made here. Also here is the High Res Version.
highonyoungjustice:
“Fight Like a Girl”
coeurensabot:
albinwonderland:
“head of the crusade” + “hysteric glamour” + “these precious things”
by ALB
I wanted to post these images (properly) and just share a little about them with you all. These photos were taken as a means of documenting what was and continues to be a huge part of my life: my health. The first one was taken immediately after fracturing my wrist. Not a big injury. The second and third are more important to me, much longer hospital stays and surgeries. If I remember correctly, my mother took the last one as I was too feeble to do so myself. I don’t like to talk about my chronic illness too much, because I try to be a positive person. And I think that, for the most part, I am doing much better than I was two or three years ago. But I still have bad days. We all do.
I’m not sure what my thought process was at the time. Why I took them. I think, it was mostly to remember. To remember that there were times when things were much, much worse.
And that this too, will pass.
Wow, these are awesome. I don’t want to speak to intention because obviously they aren’t my pictures, but what I got out of them is an insistence on personal identity—and specifically on fun and glitter and pink—in the face of the very dehumanizing experience of being in hospital. It’s super easy to just become a patient and become your illness when you’re in hospital; this is resistance that is fun and whimsical and I love it.
l0vedarlene:
Can’t wait for this..
(Source: vbshalom)
AHAHAHHAAH <3 my life (Source: her-eyes-tell-stories)
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