(Source: 365daysofhorror)

14 May 2014 / Reblogged from thedaintysquid with 17,747 notes

houseofalexzander:

Lustrous.

A man in the grocery store line today approached me and said, “Sir, when I first saw you I was extremely attracted to you, but then I noticed that you are a boy. How… I mean, why do you dress so provocatively?”

I responded, “Well, in today’s world the majority of the straight male race view women as objects, or something that belongs to them. I dress provocatively because it attracts the attention of men in a sexual and OBJECTIVE way. However, when realized that I am actually male, they often become confused, disgusted, upset or all of the above. By inflicting this minor emotional damaged upon the ego of a man raised by twisted societal gender norms, maybe, just maybe the individual will think twice before viewing another woman with an objective attitude and sense of belonging. No woman, belongs to ANYONE. Male or female, the equality of human beings needs to be a priority. It is something worth dressing up for.”

I AM NOT KIDDING. The woman behind me, the female cashier, the old lady bagging groceries and the woman in front of me who was talking on the phone STOPPED, …. and proceeded to gasp and clap. The man shook my hand, told me to have a blessed day and then said, “excuse me ladies, I need to visit my daughter.”

…. I was shaking by the time I walked out of the store.

- Elliott Alexzander

5 May 2014 / Reblogged from houseofalexzander with 233,207 notes

wnderlst:
Banff, Alberta | Kenneth Huang

wnderlst:

Banff, Alberta | Kenneth Huang

2 May 2014 / Reblogged from traveler-wanderer with 31,075 notes

(Source: flora-file)

25 Apr 2014 / Reblogged from themamafox with 18,957 notes

"Drink your tea slowly and reverently, as if it is the axis on which the world earth revolves - slowly, evenly, without rushing toward the future."

 Thích Nhất Hạnh (via purplebuddhaproject)

3 Apr 2014 / Reblogged from seacchel with 1,189 notes

etzchaim:

bellesandwhistles:
No Gods No Masters No Tampons patch by Fiona Avocado
“
What To Do When Your Boyfriend’s Asshole Best Friend Says, “Hey, Never Trust Anything That Bleeds For Seven Days And Doesn’t Die, Right?”  OR The Only Poem I’ll Ever Write About Periods.
Don’t excuse him because he’s had at least three lite beers and is sweating through his black button down that his mom or exgirlfriend probably bought him. Don’t excuse him because he’s been turned down by the last six girls he went on dates with after meeting them on tindr with a picture that’s seven years old Don’t excuse him because he’s usually such a nice guy because you don’t want to be a bitch because you don’t want to cause a scene because when you were seventeen your sister told you no one likes an angry feminist
Tell him, Hey, Asshole: Let me explain something to you. Every goddamn motherfucking month since I was eleven, a part of me tore itself to shreds ripped itself apart inside me and then remade itself.
So yes, I bleed for seven days and I don’t die You know what else can do that? Gods. Immortal beings. Things of legend.  Fuck, I can even create life.
So I say, never trust anything that can’t bleed for seven days and not die. You know what that makes it? Weak Fallible Mortal. So let’s see, hon,  What you’re made of. If you can bleed for seven days and not die.
Rip out his jugular with your teeth. And when he bleeds for seven seconds and dies, spit on his corpse and say, I thought not.
”
—  Katherine Tucker (via cathwey)

etzchaim:

bellesandwhistles:

No Gods No Masters No Tampons patch by Fiona Avocado

What To Do When Your Boyfriend’s Asshole Best Friend Says, “Hey, Never Trust Anything That Bleeds For Seven Days And Doesn’t Die,
Right?”
OR The Only Poem I’ll Ever Write About Periods.

Don’t excuse him because he’s had
at least three lite beers
and is sweating through his black button down
that his mom or exgirlfriend
probably bought him.
Don’t excuse him because he’s been turned down
by the last six girls he went on dates with
after meeting them on tindr
with a picture that’s seven years old
Don’t excuse him because
he’s usually such a nice guy
because you don’t want to be a bitch
because you don’t want to cause a scene
because when you were seventeen
your sister told you
no one likes an angry feminist

Tell him,
Hey, Asshole:
Let me explain something to you.
Every goddamn motherfucking month since I was eleven,
a part of me
tore itself to shreds
ripped itself apart inside me
and then remade itself.

So yes, I bleed for seven days
and I don’t die
You know what else can do that?
Gods.
Immortal beings.
Things of legend.
Fuck, I can even
create life.

So I say, never trust anything that can’t
bleed for seven days and not die.
You know what that makes it?
Weak
Fallible
Mortal.
So let’s see, hon,
What you’re made of.
If you can bleed for seven days
and not die.

Rip out his jugular with your teeth.
And when he bleeds for seven seconds
and dies,
spit on his corpse and say,
I thought not.

—  Katherine Tucker (via cathwey)

(Source: bellesandwhistles)

28 Mar 2014 / Reblogged from etzchaim with 303 notes

visualgraphc:

Life’s like a camera

visualgraphc:

Life’s like a camera

12 Mar 2014 / Reblogged from wanderingmelinda with 2,204 notes

how to identify “boy” clothes and “girl” clothes

patrocluschironides:

are you a boy? your clothes are boy clothes.

are you a girl? your clothes are girl clothes.

are you outside the binary of boy and girl? so are your clothes.

did someone just tell you your clothes don’t match your gender identity? they are a trashcan and their clothes are trashcan clothes.

(Source: kinginawolfsuit)

12 Mar 2014 / Reblogged from robotbears with 210,093 notes

seminarycognition:

This man was a fucking genius!

seminarycognition:

This man was a fucking genius!

12 Mar 2014 / Reblogged from seminarycognition with 58 notes

"Make your own Bible. Select and collect all the words and sentences that in all your readings have been to you like the blast of a trumpet."

Ralph Waldo Emerson (via observando)

12 Mar 2014 / Reblogged from unity-amongst-the-universe with 4,957 notes

kjerstifaret:

"Three Ravens" by Kjersti Faret
My first woodcut

kjerstifaret:

"Three Ravens" by Kjersti Faret

My first woodcut

12 Mar 2014 / Reblogged from kjerstifaret with 299 notes

kjerstifaret:

"Eternity"

An embroidery for my portfolio class. The assignment was to illustrate a personal journey.

The quote in the sky is by Edvard Munch, “From my rotting body flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.”

Basically that’s where the imagery all started from for me. 

Tombstone reads “Vi møtes igjen” which is Norwegian for “We meet again.”

I don’t want to write too much, so I’ll let the piece speak for itself.

12 Mar 2014 / Reblogged from kokosnootjes with 24,838 notes


Eric Mortensen

Eric Mortensen

12 Mar 2014 / Reblogged from robynsmorgue with 1,086 notes

"Now I see the secret of the making of the best persons. It is to grow in the open air and to eat and sleep with the earth."

Walt Whitman (via creatingaquietmind)

(Source: life-itself-is-a-quotation)

12 Mar 2014 / Reblogged from unity-amongst-the-universe with 1,555 notes



Photo of the Day: Scottish Highlands
Photography by Amanda Vogelsang (Edinburgh, UK); Glencoe, UK

Photo of the Day: Scottish Highlands

Photography by Amanda Vogelsang (Edinburgh, UK); Glencoe, UK

12 Mar 2014 / Reblogged from garden-groove with 834 notes