sometimes I forget that rulers work with tablets and I get really frustrated with my inability to freehand straight lines
YOU COULD DO THIS
BUT IT MAKES SO MUCH SENSE
omfg for real I thought this was just me?
er, dear artists of Tumblr:
WHY DID THIS NEVER OCCUR TO ME?
you can also trace things
Ferguson Police have dogs and shotguns. The unarmed crowd is raising their hands.
For anyone not following the Mike Brown story on Twitter: a 17 year old black boy named Mike Brown, who was supposed to start college tomorrow, was shot to death in Ferguson, Missouri by police while jaywalking. He was unarmed. He was shot 9 times.
Initial media reports claimed that an 18 year old black man had been shot and killed while fleeing police after shoplifting.
People in the neighborhood, including members of Mike Brown’s family, came out of their homes and began to protest, shouting “no justice, no peace,” and keeping their hands in the air.
Media reports claimed that a violent mob quickly formed around the shooting location shouting “kill the police.”
Spread this. Tell the truth about what happened to this boy. Tell the truth about what is happening NOW. The police and the mainstream media is painting him as a criminal, and his community as a violent mob.
SPREAD THIS. Don’t let them lie.
I just really thought to myself; why wait any longer? Because you’re all I want. You’ve been all I ever wanted and I honestly don’t see why we’re waiting anymore.
I hope this will be me one day💕
Dear Chronic Illness,
For far too long now you have dictated my life. Not only have you taken away luxuries but you have also taken away my basic rights to freedom, prosperity and happiness and replaced them with fear and despair. You have taken away my hopes, dreams and plans for the future and forced me to compromise with you. You have brought me to the edge of my sanity and the brink of my endeavour. You have made me question everything I believe in, including myself. You have caused immeasurable pain and at times taken the use of my body away from me. I would not wish you on my worst enemy and I cannot even begin to imagine what I could have accomplished without you destroying my potential.
However, you have taught me patience, you have taught me tolerance and you have taught me to be kind. While showing me suffering you have helped me understand the suffering of others thus helping me be compassionate. When you took away my body, you taught me to use my mind, and when you took away my mind you taught me to use my heart. You have shown me the value of true friendship and made me appreciate my family. Most of all though you have taught me to always be hopeful. In the darkest of nights and the harshest of storms, you have shown me to always hold on to hope above all else.
For everything you have pained me with, you have made me the man I am today. You have shown me the value of the smallest things in life and for that I am begrudgingly thankful.
A tired, hopeful Spoonie x
"Ew you’re a guy and like the color pink are you gay?"
I’ve been waiting for this post all my life
THIS PHOTO WAS TAKEN LAST WEEK AT MY LOCAL KMART. YES, THAT IS A SEALED VHS TAPE OF JIMMY NEUTRON THE MOVIE, IN 2014, AT KMART, SITTING NEXT TO DVDS AND BLU-RAYS, PRICED AT $8.99
To give perspective, this film was released on VHS in 2002 and has been sitting unopened in a Kmart store for 12 years, longer than children now in middle school.
Plain proof that no one does inventory or gives a shit at any Kmart anywhere. Someone could probably live in Kmart and have no one notice.
In 2001, I did an experiment for school about the idea of living in a big-box store like this. I selected a busy 24hr Meijer, which is a midwest-only combination of Marts both K and Wal. I entered the store on a lovely friday afternoon, and didn’t leave the store until the following sunday evening. I read the entire magazine section, played all of the demos of the games in the electronics section, and beat minesweeper on my phone innumerable times. I ate at the pizza parlour they’d just installed, and slept on the display furniture. I wandered around the racks during the day, bored out of my skull. I considered buying frozen burritos and asking one of the employees if they had a breakroom where I could microwave them, but that felt like it wouldn’t truly answer the question if someone could live in a Meijer; I’d be using resources that weren’t public.
The only time I was ever asked if I needed any help was on sunday morning around 8am, and then it was only waking me up to ask me if I was drunk and had wandered in that night and fell asleep on their displays. I said, “no, I’m fine, I’m just trying this futon.” and was left alone.
The people that work there really don’t care.
u lived in a k-mart
This is the most magical thing I’ve ever had the privilege of reading
you deserve a book deal and a movie just for the phrase ‘marts both k and wal’