Madison

21 • she/they • Spartan Strong

[stickydumplingsforsale]

Hi. I am from Michigan. I'm feeling many emotions and wanted to put them into words.

Referencing to gun violence under the cut

Three days ago, Oxford High School in Detroit suffered a mass shooting. Madisyn, Hana, Justin, and Tate should still be alive. The students and staff in the hospital should be at school today. This trauma should not have been put on the students and community of Oxford, Michigan. People in this country should not have gun violence as a shared experience and there should be policies and regulations on guns and other weapons in order to prevent this. Ethan Crumbley should not have been able to obtain a gun as easily as he did and his parents should not have had extensive access to weaponry. Those adults should have actively educated Ethan on the consequences of violence and kept their guns away from his reach. This nation has failed students time and time again as more violence occurs and more lives are taken. I am tired. We are tired. No one should fear their life and their peers as they go to school. The stress that children experience due to gun violence is devastating, and those who have experienced it firsthand will never be the same.

Since this tragedy, multiple schools in the surrounding districts have either temporarily closed or experienced threats. My district is one of them. I should not have to fear for my brother and my friends’ lives. Whether these threats are real or not doesn’t matter; they are real to the students and real to their loved ones. The state of Michigan is in pieces as we are mourning the loss of four more students. We have once again been forsaken by the United States and its leaders. I do not care what people preach the constitution says. You do not need semi-automatics and automatic firearms. You do not need a collection of weaponry. No minor should have unsupervised, recreational access to guns. The world doesn't revolve around you. How many more people have to die for this piece of shit country to realize our children should come before your right to shoot some bullets. We are scared and fucking miserable.

[ahotknife]

YOU don’t have to be perfect to be loved. but I do

[tredekim]

[conan-doyles-carnations]

do u ever get emotional about the fact that tchaikovsky, a gay man, wrote his Romeo and Juliet overture for his brother and his brother’s gay lover bc I sure as hell do

[captainbertbeer]

It’s true!!!

[beemovieerotica]

AND HE WAS A SUB????

[childmagazine]

MRI of a neuroscientist kissing her 2-month-old son offers a modern, unforgettable take on the classic mother-child portrait. They're curled up inside a 3 Tesla MRI scanner, surrounded by its loud beeps and bangs. Despite the noise, the baby sleeps soundly on his mom's chest, allowing for a clear image of their brains. Capturing this took several minutes, and even a millimeter of movement could blur the scan.

For some, this image highlights the delicate nature of human life; for others, it symbolizes the timeless connection between any mother and child. The contrasting brain structures-smaller, smoother, and darker in the baby-make this moment even more fascinating. [x]

[a-typical-nightowl]

Let their voices be heard! Do not be silent in the wake of genocide.

Remember to do your daily click and if you can, donate to help women and children in Gaza to get sanitary napkins

[bloglikeanegyptian]

award-winning palestinian children's illustrator baraa awoor writes:

"what use is it to be an illustrator of children's books when the world has sentenced the children of your country to the death penalty, to vanish, to genocide?"

some of baraa's illustrations:

this is an illustration for youssef, whose mother is remembered running desperately into the hospital asking if anyone had seen a "small white boy with beautiful curly hair, his name is youssef," a description which was remembered by millions when she finally identified his body:

this illustration is for young omar, who was hugging his little brother and teaching him how to repeat the shahada after him (a prayer spoken by muslims before their death) as he lay on his hospital bed:

"we want a new year that doesn't kill us or our children, we want it a year without blood, without screaming, without pain, we want a new attempt to get our lives back, or something that resembled our life, even if life is a lie we still cling to it, return life to us—a new year's card unlike any other year:"

[bloglikeanegyptian]

baraa is currently fundraising to get her family of 12 out of gaza. she is a friend of mine and this is a reputable fundraiser, so please donate if you can. the egyptian government is currently charging upwards of 5,000 USD per person to get to cairo through the rafah border:

Help Artist Baraa and her Family in Gaza, organized by Baraa Awoor

I urgently reach out to you in a time of crisis. My family, consisting of twelve… Baraa Awoor needs your support for Help Artist Baraa and

[starlinedsword-deactivated20240]

GOALS FOR 2024

FUCK IT

WE BALL

FUCK YOUR LIFE

BING BONG

[hanavbara]

the eras✨ #TaylorSwift

[fairuzfan]

[litoriza]

day 1 - puzzle

[tyaz]

The fuck is an open relationship? I will behead you and take it with me everywhere

[animatejournal]

The Pink Phink | Director: Friz Freleng | Studio: DePatie–Freleng Enterprises | United States, 1964

[sepulchral-pulchritude]

#everyone including me is so obsessed with cartoons having plots and character arcs that we’ve forgotten animation’s roots: #what if some animal guy was a huge cunt (x)

[foodffs]

[foodffs]

MY MOM’S FAMOUS FREEZER BEEF AND BEAN BURRITOS

Follow for recipes

Is this how you roll?

[theweirdwideweb]

[worldheritagepostorganization]

World Heritage Post

[pointlessjey]

Join him...

[virgocurator]

The Mystic Lamb of the Ghent Altarpiece

Jan Van Eyck ca. 1432

[valtsv]

i think ghosts are by far the most tragic manifestations of the undead because unlike other revenants they are firmly beyond your reach. other reanimated corpses have corporeal forms which embody the hope that you might yet still be able to bring them back, or that they might learn to love you again, or that you may be reunited once more if you only cross over to the other side to join them. but ghosts offer no such reassurances. they are intangible echoes of grief whose presence only emphasizes the distance that now lies between you. you can rewind and replay the tape over and over again, but it's a one-sided gesture, not communication; it cannot respond or return your affections. even if you both reach out, your hands will only pass through each other like smoke. like orpheus looking back at the mouth of the tunnel, you can only ever confirm that euridyce was lost to you the moment you turned around and laid eyes on her.