taylor price
Not today Justin
will byers stan first human second
tumblr dot com
One Nice Bug Per Day
pixel skylines
bliss lane
wallacepolsom
Keni
Misplaced Lens Cap
cherry valley forever
The Bowery Presents
$LAYYYTER
JVL
Jules of Nature
noise dept.
KIROKAZE
occasionally subtle
Cosimo Galluzzi
Origami Around
seen from United States
seen from Russia
seen from United States
seen from Canada
seen from Italy
seen from United States
seen from Canada
seen from France
seen from T1
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from Italy
seen from United States
seen from Canada
seen from Mexico
seen from Malaysia
seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
@happygeekchick
Was randomly meowing to my cat and she decided to sit in my lap and purr. I was enjoying the cuddle and meowed one more time. She glared at me like “I am so done with your shit” and left. XD My day was just made and I have no idea why.
Reblog if you've actually read every single page of all seven Harry Potter books; from The Boy Who lived to Nineteen Years Later.
DIY Miniature Book Jewelry
Craftster User, My_RubySlippers, created a tutorial on how to make her DIY mini book jewelry.
This DIY is so easy because you are using accordion pleated paper for the inside pages. You can see these jewelry pieces and more in her Etsy Store CuriosandCreations.
Pictured Above:
Pride and Prejudice
Diana Gabaldon’s Outlander Series
Harry Potter Books
13 OZ Books with the original cover art
Find the full tutorial for DIY Miniature Book Jewelry from Craftster User My_RubySlippers here.
More DIY Miniature Books
DIY Leather Book Necklace Tutorial from Badon Hill Blog here.
DIY Quick and Easy Miniature Book Necklace from Sadie Seasongoods.
My 12 Favorite Miniature Book Tutorials here.
*20 Years from Now
daughter: hey mom i really like this new book series...
me: omg Im so sorry
daughter: sorry?
me: ill call the teachers
daughter: why are y-
me: to let them know your grades will be dropping
daughter: why will-
me: im afraid its all downhill from here
daughter: what are you talking ab-
me: you might as well say goodbye to your friends
daughter: but i-
me: do you want me to help you with your blog?
daughter: i dont have a-
me: you will
daughter: but-
me: shhhh... its already done, there is no turning back
Wow
I’ve searched for my dad for over half of my life. I posted in a people search forum back in 2014. I gave up a few months later and decided if it was meant to be, it would happen. Today, my little sister found me. :D I have a little sister, and another brother. :D I am so freaking excited about this new chapter in my life. It doesn’t even seem real right now. :D
This 7-year-old wrote a book to prove black girls can be princesses, too
Todd Taylor’s nickname for his 7-year-old daughter Morgan was “Princess,” but one day she told him he couldn’t call her that anymore.
Morgan told Today that she explained to her father, “I love it when you call me a princess but I know I am not really a real one … Real princesses were vanilla and I can’t really be a princess.”
Almost all of the princesses in movies and books Morgan had seen were white. “I received the biggest wake-up call,” Taylor told Today.
So he and his daughter researched women leaders of color — and found that, actually, there are a lot of stories of black and brown princesses.
Morgan and her dad decided to write a book together, so other kids could learn about inspirational princesses of color.
Their book, Daddy’s Little Princess, is out now, and Morgan and her dad say the response has been overwhelmingly positive.
“Every little girl should believe she’s a princess,” the now 7-year-old said — and now they have a number of real historical examples.
Oops, I did it again 😁
I adore this.
It’s father’s day, and I have no real time to finish this, but I wanted all my Trekkie friends and family all around the world to have this. ANTON YELCHIN 1989-2016 mrscratch0753.tumblr.com
This is so painful yet so beautiful
(via Name the Book Titles Without Vowels or Spaces | Mental Floss)
Take the quiz and share your results! :)
Things About Boobs That Women Can Easily Relate To by Flo Perry.
its all true.
This is perfect
Watch: This hilarious ad perfectly skewers the belief that girls can’t code
Follow @the-future-now
Life with chronic pain is hell. Finding out your suffering is not believed, or taken seriously is heartbreaking. Many times I've found out people who know me have asked various people if it's all in my head. My grandmother has flat out told people "I talked to the doctor myself. I know what's wrong with her because he told me and he also told me each thing causes intense pain. It's real!" I've had people look at me and make remarks about how I am young, so I should be running circles around them instead of sitting. Yeah, you are right, I should, but it takes all of my strength to fight the urge to curl up in a little ball and scream until I pass out. Sudden or prolonged movement makes it worse for me. Sometimes, simply breathing makes it worse.
I've been looked down on for not being the mom running around on the playground. I don't like having to sit while my daughter plays on the playground. I want to go down the slide with her. I want to swing from the monkey bars. I want to show her how I can hang upside down by my legs. I want to teach her to jump rope, to play hopscotch or how to properly climb out of a tree, but something as simple as standing up too fast, running, climbing ladders/steps, or lifting her (or anything over 5lbs) can send me to my knees, and I don't want to ruin her fun time by having to leave because I am in too much pain. I miss riding bikes, rollerblading, working out, yoga. I miss dancing like a loon. I miss being relaxed.
The judgements coming from everywhere is maddening. There is nothing easy about what I deal with. There is nothing predictable about it either. All the planning, back up plans, planning escape plans when I actually go out, turning down invites without hurting someone's feelings because I can feel a flare coming, avoiding a much wanted hug because they might squeeze too hard and hurt me.
With all of my conditions there are food limitations. What I am allowed to eat with one condition, I can't have with another. One day I sat down and wrote down everything I was allowed to eat, I then went through each list of what I couldn’t eat and there was NOTHING left. Even drinking water is not as simple as pouring a glass or grabbing a bottle, because yet again, I am not supposed to have it because of the chemicals that are put in it to purify it. So I have to pick out the worst offenders and carefully monitor my diet. It gives me very little relief, but I will take what I can get.
Stress? Yeah, can't have that either, because not only can it cause a hormone flux and more pain, but it can trigger my MS symptoms as well. If you stress me out on a regular basis, I do not care who you are to me, I will drop you. My health is more important than your drama.
I go to bed exhausted and in pain. I wake up, no matter how long I've slept, exhausted and in pain. There are times the pain is so bad I vomit. There are times the pain is so intense I can't help but scream. There are times the pain is so bad I see spots and I am grasping at consciousness.
Many times, I've sat at home and cried while my grandmother took my daughter to church or to a function. While I feel grateful she takes her places when I can't, I feel like a failure. The guilt I feel over someone having to help me with something that I could easily do if it wasn't for this is unreal.
I feel angry and depressed often because I don't understand why over half of my life has been nothing but pain, sickness and betrayal. Betrayed by my own body that attacks itself, no matter what I do.
Doctors are a nightmare because they are more concerned over my ability to have more children than over my well being as a whole. Telling them over and over that you do not want anymore children does nothing to change their minds. The most infuriating thing is being told "Well your husband may want more children." When a man can grow a uterus and can carry his own offspring, he gets an opinion on whether I should have to continue to suffer on the off chance he wants more kids. No matter how many times you refuse pain meds, nothing stops the pain, you still get written off as a junkie by most doctors.
Many times, other parents can't understand why I do not have the energy to meet up spontaneously like other parents. I forget appointments or that I am supposed to do something because all I can focus on is putting on a brave face so those I love do not worry. Pretending you are not consumed with agony is exhausting and life controlling. Some days, I wish I could let myself cry, to stop pretending I am okay, but I don't know how to shut it off. I remember my ex telling me to stop being brave and show them how much it hurts. I don't know how. I don't know how to let people see me in pain. My grandmother has heard me crying in my sleep and the second I woke up you wouldn't know I was in pain.
The fear of something being seriously wrong and not being taken seriously because I have chronic pain is overwhelming. If I told you how many hospitals, doctors, NPs I saw with my appendix just trying to get someone to help me before I died you wouldn't believe me. Not only was I not taken seriously, I never got an examination. I was dismissed before anyone checked to make sure I was not dying. I just laid in pain alone, afraid, and upset until someone brought in discharge papers and I was sent away without help. I now refuse to seek medical help when I need it because I am never taken seriously. I never take pain medication, it doesn't work, but I am always written off as a junkie without them ever meeting me, because how could I really be in that much pain and walking?
In my experience, people are quicker to judge you and make assumptions than try and understand you or your condition, so I try and hide it. I hate suffering in silence. I hate worrying that I will be judged or given a horrible label because you just don’t understand. I don’t want to hide the pain I live in anymore. I don’t want to suffer in silence anymore, but I will. Even though what I really want to do is make you feel my pain, even if for five minutes, so you understand that I am stronger than you think. This is real, and it's destroying my body, my life and my spirit.
If I was in the other room, I would swear porn was on tv and not the X-Files. -_- Everything is rocking and squeaking and this lady is moaning and yelling like a pornstar. -__- Here’s to hoping my grandmother is sleeping and doesn’t hear this, or breakfast could be awkward. XD
I do not care what your position on the new Target bathroom policy is, you DO NOT approach my six year old to ask her how she feels about men peeing in the bathroom with her and to ask me how I would feel if something happened to my daughter. You also do not follow us repeating your fear mongering bullshit scaring my child and causing a scene because I walked away from your ignorant ass. I don't give a fuck how old you are lady, I should have shoved that cane up your ass!
First of all, I don't trust anyone around my child, male, female, trans, alien, bigfoot, etc. I TAKE my child to the bathroom and I go in the stall with her. I am not dumb enough to leave it to chance and I never have been. Second of all, LOOOOOOONG before this was ever an issue, I have walked into the women's bathroom and found pervs waiting, and I have been followed in. And since you are SOOOOOOOOOOO concerned about people's thoughts on it, why did you approach me and not the man who allowed his son to walk in the restroom alone? Are you not intelligent enough to know that boys are dealing with a larger threat because they pee in a restroom with pervs all the time and most parents don't think to go with them? No, guess not.
You are an ignorant fear monger that thought she could make an example by targeting my child. Guess what? You messed with the wrong one! Next person that approaches my child like that won't have to look forward to whiplash from a verbal assault, you will just get punched in the face! Making a child afraid to go anywhere is NOT OKAY. Do not approach the Mama Bear and her cub with the intention of poking said bear, you never know when the one you poke is rabid!
And for anyone wondering, I’ve already shared a bathroom with a trans woman and a trans male and NEITHER bothered my daughter or myself. They peed, washed their hands and walked out. It’s almost like they only wanted to use the bathroom......*Insert sarcastic shocked face here*
Moral of the story kids, don’t fuck with my kid!
Origin: French Meaning: little rock A woman who doesn't take shit from anyone, even her own parents. She does things her way when she wants where s...
“Doesn’t grow past 5 foot 5....” Um, apparently my body never got that memo. *Stands 5′11*
Candy Stripes Crochet Afghan: $75.00! :) For sale in my Etsy shop! Ready to ship! https://www.etsy.com/listing/184847031/candy-stripes-crochet-afghan https://www.etsy.com/shop/CrochetML
Dancing Sun Beams Crochet Afghan: $75.00! :) For sale in my Etsy shop! Ready to ship! https://www.etsy.com/listing/180630894/dancing-sun-beams-crochet-afghan https://www.etsy.com/shop/CrochetML
