Mom: Hey girly girl can you hand me that piece of paper?
Me: Yes Sir. *hands over paper*
Mom: why’d you call me sir?
Me: well since you use the wrong pronoun for me and call me she all the time I figured I’d just call you sir all the time ..
If someone asks for certain pronouns,
Use them. No questions asked. Do not point out or ask what their original gender or sex was.
If they’re trans, use their preferred pronouns.
If they’re agender use their preferred pronouns.
Even if you’ve known them forever and know their biological sex:
Because it’s fucking respectful Bruh.
hannah: Surface of Mars, photographed by Mars Express, 25th November 2005.
Image runs from 32°S 201°E about 710 km due south across the Terra Sirenum highlands to 44°S 201°E. The Sirenum Fossae run across the top of the 2nd image. The 5th and 6th images show a central section of the 300 km-wide Newton Crater, including what looks like part of the central peak complex (notice dunes, dark blue, on the left hand side).
Composite of 3 visible light images for colour, and one monochrome image for detail. Colour balance is not naturalistic.
Image credit: ESA. Composite: AgeOfDestruction.
After seeing the dramatic results from the Ice Bucket Challenge, Indian journalist Manju Latha Kalanidhi was compelled to start something similar, but with an Indian slant. “I felt like doing something more locally tangible. Rice is a staple here,” Kalanidhi told CNN. “We eat it every day, we can store it for months. Why not donate rice to someone who is hungry?”
Go off x1000000
"When I walk into a church, I only see paintings of white angels. Why?"
Eartha Kitt, prophetically glaring at the New York Times for bringing racist religious symbolism into its journalism.
Eartha Kitt is freakin’ amazing. She was radical back then, and is still radical by today’s standards.
tips for college:
- no 1 cares if you eat alone in the dining hall
- dont be scared of upperclassmen they dont care
- dont raise your hand to go to the bathroom
- dont bring a handwritten sick note from ur mom
- me: im so tired, i could collapse into bed and sleep for a year..
- me: gets in bed
- me: how was earth created
- me: who made microwaves
- me: how does the internet even work
- me: i'm hungry
- me: feels bad about something i did 4 years ago
- me: remembers 73 unfinished tasks
- me: too tired to sleep
All the hardest, coldest people you meet,
were once as soft as water.
And that’s the tragedy of living.
Iain S. Thomas (via selenamg)
last year i was eating in a fancy, large restaurant when i began to hear a rumble and the distant sound of people chanting ‘potassium, potassium’ and suddenly hundreds of people dressed as bananas flood this restaurant chanting potassium over and over and we were trapped there for a very long time because the bananas would not leave and they were everywhere
i wasn’t joking