wow the fifty shades of grey movie looks intense
me before posting something on tumblr: no that could offend someone
shout out to seventeen for writing this
photos of 22º radius halos, which occur as the light from the sun or the moon, usually when close to the horizon, pass through thin, hexagonal plate shaped ice crystals high up in cirrus clouds. also shown are parhelia (or sundogs) and paraselenae (or lunar parhelic/snowdogs, as seen in the fourth and seventh images.) the first and second photos also show the 46º halo and tangent arc, with the latter showing the parhelic circle as well, while the eighth photo shows a sun pilar. (learn more)
Do you have that one OTP where you love them so fucking much, that you just can’t, in all kinds of form, ship them with any other character and it hurts your soul just thinking of either one being apart or with another character?
so in iron man 2
a little boy in an iron man helmet tries to shoot one of the rampaging suits with his lil toy flight stabilizers
in spider-man 2
a little boy puts on his spiderman suit and stands up against the rhino
that’s great for all the little boys in the theater,…
How do guys you keep it together on set? How do you get anything done? x
i really appreciate people who alphabetize their follow forevers so that i can easily and quickly see that i am not included
NOW LISTEN HERE YOU LITTLE SH!TS
3 year old death grip!
play cruel angel’s thesis at my funeral so that the intro will trick people into thinking it’s some sad gospel but when really it’s a groovy tune that will make them jam out around my grave
the 7 y/o boy who lives next door doesn’t want to go in the house to bed and i just heard his dad use the old “you live under my roof, you live by my rules” and the kid just shouted back “im not under your roof im under the sky and thats god’s roof and he wants me to play out for longer!”
i can’t stop laughing.
update: now he’s scootering down the street singing ‘we didn’t start the fire’ while his dad chases him
First of all, it’s clear you don’t know what feminism is. But I’m not going to explain it to you. You can google it. To quote an old friend, “I’m not the feminist babysitter.”
But here is what I think you should know.
You’re insulting every woman who was forcibly restrained in a jail cell with a feeding tube down her throat for your right to vote, less than 100 years ago.
You’re degrading every woman who has accessed a rape crisis center, which wouldn’t exist without the feminist movement.
You’re undermining every woman who fought to make marital rape a crime (it was legal until 1993).
You’re spitting on the legacy of every woman who fought for women to be allowed to own property (1848). For the abolition of slavery and the rise of the labor union. For the right to divorce. For women to be allowed to have access to birth control (Comstock laws). For middle and upper class women to be allowed to work outside the home (poor women have always worked outside the home). To make domestic violence a crime in the US (it is very much legal in many parts of the world). To make workplace sexual harassment a crime.
In short, you know not what you speak of. You reap the rewards of these women’s sacrifices every day of your life. When you grin with your cutsey sign about how you’re not a feminist, you ignorantly spit on the sacred struggle of the past 200 years. You bite the hand that has fed you freedom, safety, and a voice.
In short, kiss my ass, you ignorant little jerks.
|—||Libby Anne (via dillondean)|
"where’s my christian grey????” hopefully locked up in prison