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So I'm 20. Currently majoring in philosophy with the goal of probably grad school. blah blah blah stuff about me
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flightcub:

when you tell someone “i won’t use they as a singular pronoun for you because i care about grammar,” make sure you don’t leave off the “…more than i care about our friendship” part

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allmymetaphors:

I’m not one to feel victimized for shit but sometimes when I’m in a bad mood I start feeling like my entire life has just been a long line of punishments for being an Art Girl and for being floaty and spacey and day-dream-y and sensitive and for always favoring emotion and arts and stuff over…

I feel this so much (my thing is french. I feel like I’m constantly lost and totally stupid.) The thing that helped me with math stuff is finding someone to help me…some people who are good at math and science are jerks, but I’ve met a lot of people who are passionate about the subject and are totally cool about helping others. It might be hard to find them at first (and your professor might be helpful in this, but they also might not be) but I think it was really worth it for me to reach out to my math-y people and it had always paid off.

49yearoldmagicalgirl:

benzobuttercup:

mediamattersforamerica:

How Fox News covered women’s issues this morning. 

this is real it’s actually real

help

49yearoldmagicalgirl:

jakes-fine-ass:

does-anything-matter:

i-found-happiness-in-misery:

Oh smosh….

it’s the ‘PLS RESPOND’ that gets me

YOU MADE MY GERARD DAY

This reminds me of Mtthw (todbrowning).

abloodymess:

nikatronz:

jessehimself:

devices of power and privilege

The next morning, football Sunday, the three of us went to FedEx Field as part of the show. “The Daily Show” taped us wandering around the “Redskins Nation” tailgate, though that never made it on air. I, rather naively, thought maybe we’d be able use our presence at the tailgate as a way to showcase our humanity, and let the Washington Team know that there are Native Americans out there who are among them—real people not relegated to the eternal myth of history. Maybe we’d change a mind or two. Or, at least, maybe some ignorant hilarity could be caught on camera. It was worth a try, so with a camera crew following us, one little, two little and a third big Indian struck out into FedEx Field’s Redskin Nation tailgate.

That did not go as I’d hoped.

There were points during that hour-long experience where I actually was afraid for my life. I have never been so blatantly threatened, mocked or jeered. It was so intense, so full of vitriol that none of the footage ended up being used in the segment. I’m a big dude—6’1”, and a lotta meat on the bones. But a blonde little wisp of a girl completely freaked me out as I waited in line for the bathroom. “Is that shirt supposed to be funny?” she asked motioning to my satirical “Caucasians” T-shirt. And then she said, “I’ll fucking cut you.” Actually, she didn’t scare me so much as the wannabe linebackers standing behind her who looked like they wanted to make good on her threat.

On one level, I get it. I’m walking around with an ironic T-shirt on, being a Native in the middle of FedEx Field with a camera crew from “The Daily Show” nearby. But amid the jeers, mocking and threats, did I cry, and accuse them of ambush? No, because I knew what I was getting myself into. It’s “The Daily Show.” I know the format. More than that though, I didn’t back down or break down because I knew in my heart and conscience I was doing the right thing, as silly as the method may have been.

I think back to the tailgate: the man blowing cigar smoke in my face, the man who mockingly yelled, “Thanks for letting us use your name!”, the group who yelled at us to “go the fuck home,” the little waif who threatened to cut me, the dude who blew the train horn on his truck as I walked by the hood. I think of all of that, and I think back to O’Dell crying and trying desperately to get out of the room full of calm Natives. I thought she was crying because she was caught unawares and was afraid. But I realized that was her defense mechanism, and that by overly dramatizing her experience, she continued to trivialize ours. It was privilege in action. And as I realized these things, something else became incredibly clear: She knew she was wrong.

Don’t read the comments. 

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I FORGOT TO GIVE YOU YOUR DIET COKE IM AWFUL
malicesilver malicesilver Said:

There is no forgiveness

atop-the-treetop:

sizvideos:

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This is one of those ideas where some person was like “Hehe, this might  be silly.” And then struck fucking gold.

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bookmania:

The London Magazine’s Short Story Competition has returned for its third year.

To continue its literary history, The London Magazine is constantly looking for new voices. Our competitions provide emerging literary talent with an opportunity for publication and distinguished recognition. The London Magazine is looking for unpublished short stories under 4,000 words from writers across the world.

To know more about the competition, head on to this link for full contest details!

Asker Anonymous Asks:
How tall are you, in feet? I wanna know if I'm taller than you (I'm probably not though haha)
malicesilver malicesilver Said: