Photo 25 Feb 5,557 notes silversarcasm:

[image: Tweet by Deaf actress Marlee Matlin, @MarleeMatlin, which reads “Only in Hollywood is my interpreter counted as a guest for a pre-Oscar party saying I can’t bring anyone else. Wise up. It’s called Acess”]
Only thing that needs to be added is it is certainly not only Hollywood with this complete lack of regard for access

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[image: Tweet by Deaf actress Marlee Matlin, @MarleeMatlin, which reads “Only in Hollywood is my interpreter counted as a guest for a pre-Oscar party saying I can’t bring anyone else. Wise up. It’s called Acess”]

Only thing that needs to be added is it is certainly not only Hollywood with this complete lack of regard for access

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Nine out of 10 ‘most miserable’ states are red, surprising no one

The Gallup-Healthways Well-Being Index, which interviewed more than 176,000 people from all 50 states last year, measures the physical and emotional health of Americans across the country.

The states, from ten to one: Louisiana, Oklahoma, Missouri, Tennessee, Arkansas, Ohio, Alabama, Mississippi, Kentucky, and West Virginia.

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Nine out of 10 ‘most miserable’ states are red, surprising no one

The Gallup-Healthways Well-Being Index, which interviewed more than 176,000 people from all 50 states last year, measures the physical and emotional health of Americans across the country.

The states, from ten to one: Louisiana, Oklahoma, Missouri, Tennessee, Arkansas, Ohio, Alabama, Mississippi, Kentucky, and West Virginia.

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Quote 25 Feb 116,697 notes

When I was seventeen and preparing to leave for university, my mother’s only brother saw fit to give me some advice.
“Just don’t be an idiot, kid,” he told me, “and don’t ever forget that boys and girls can never just be friends.”
I laughed and answered, “I’m not too worried. And I don’t really think all guys are like that.”

When I was eighteen and the third annual advent of the common cold was rolling through residence like a pestilent fog, a friend texted me asking if there was anything he could do to help.
I told him that if he could bring me up some vitamin water that would be great, if it wasn’t too much trouble.
That semester I learned that human skin cells replace themselves every three to five weeks. I hoped that in a month, maybe I’d stop feeling the echoes of his touch; maybe my new skin would feel cleaner.
It didn’t. But I stood by what I said. Not all guys are like that.

When I was nineteen and my roommate decided the only way to celebrate the end of midterms was to get wasted at a club, I humoured her.
Four drinks, countless leers and five hands up my skirt later, I informed her I was ready to leave.
“I get why you’re upset,” she told me on the walk home, “but you have to tolerate that sort of thing if you want to have any fun. And really, not all guys are like that.”

(Age nineteen also saw me propositioned for casual sex by no fewer than three different male friends, and while I still believe that guys and girls can indeed be just friends, I was beginning to see my uncle’s point.)

When I was twenty and a stranger that started chatting to me in my usual cafe asked if he could walk with me (since we were going the same way and all), I accepted.
Before we’d even made it three blocks he was pulling me into an alleyway and trying to put his hands up my shirt. “You were staring,” he laughed when I asked what the fuck he was doing (I wasn’t), “I’m just taking pity.”
But not all guys are like that.

I am twenty one and a few days ago a friend and I were walking down the street. A car drove by with the windows down, and a young man stuck his head out and whistled as they passed. I ignored it, carrying on with the conversation.
My friend did not. “Did you know those people?” He asked.
“Not at all,” I answered.
Later when we sat down to eat he got this thoughtful look on his face. When I asked what was wrong he said, “You know not all guys do that kind of thing, right? We’re not all like that.”
As if he were imparting some great profound truth I’d never realized before. My entire life has been turned around, because now I’ve been enlightened: not all guys are like that.

No. Not all guys are. But enough are. Enough that I am uncomfortable when a man sits next to me on the bus. Enough that I will cross to the other side of the street if I see a pack of guys coming my way. Enough that even fleeting eye contact with a male stranger makes my insides crawl with unease. Enough that I cannot feel safe alone in a room with some of my male friends, even ones I’ve known for years. Enough that when I go out past dark for chips or milk or toilet paper, I carry a knife, I wear a coat that obscures my figure, I mimic a man’s gait. Enough that three years later I keep the story of that day to myself, when the only thing that saved me from being raped was a right hook to the jaw and a threat to scream in a crowded dorm, because I know what the response will be.

I live my life with the everburning anxiety that someone is going to put their hands on me regardless of my feelings on the matter, and I’m not going to be able to stop them. I live with the knowledge that statistically one in three women have experienced a sexual assault, but even a number like that can’t be trusted when we are harassed into silence. I live with the learned instinct, the ingrained compulsion to keep my mouth shut to jeers and catcalls, to swallow my anger at lewd suggestions and crude gestures, to put up my walls against insults and threats. I live in an environment that necessitates armouring myself against it just to get through a day peacefully, and I now view that as normal. I have adapted to extreme circumstances and am told to treat it as baseline. I carry this fear close to my heart, rooted into my bones, and I do so to keep myself unharmed.

So you can tell me that not all guys are like that, and you’d even be right, but that isn’t the issue anymore. My problem is not that I’m unaware of the fact that some guys are perfectly civil, decent, kind—my problem is simply this:

In a world where this cynical overcaution is the only thing that ensures my safety, I’m no longer willing to take the risk.

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Photo 24 Feb 373,097 notes crowbara:

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Neptune taken by NASA

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jetgreguar:

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Neptune taken by NASA

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Video 24 Feb 55,614 notes

therobbit:

fantaxes:

therobbit:

is that mitt fucking romney

There’s a blog that takes dialogue from the brony documentary and puts it over the Romney documentary images. It’s totally brilliant.

it’s the most beautiful thing i’ve ever seen in my life

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Video 24 Feb 164,806 notes

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I made him a little kitty snow fort and I think he likes it as much as I do

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awwww-cute:

Waiting for the vet

SO WITTLE

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awwww-cute:

Waiting for the vet

SO WITTLE

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Video 24 Feb 360,829 notes

loosescrewslefty:

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Powerpuff Girls was actually a show about a group of small children crushing the patriarchy and no one will convince me otherwise

Anyone who tries to convince you otherwise obviously wasn’t watching the same show.

Video 24 Feb 279,475 notes

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this is my favorite thing of the day

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Photo 24 Feb 246 notes makinology:

…. & the gauge looks off too … lol

makinology:

…. & the gauge looks off too … lol

Video 23 Feb 16,533 notes

Because it would be interesting… if all your life you remembered that your first kiss happened… when you thought you looked weird, wouldn’t it? Because then you’d know. It’s not what you look like on the outside that matters. It’s what kind of a person you are.

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Photo 23 Feb 1,684 notes georgetakei:

This couch not to scale. http://ift.tt/OrFcjU

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This couch not to scale. http://ift.tt/OrFcjU

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not just followers, everyone.

same

I’m here if any of you need to talk<3

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