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“I came to it late in life. I was already in college. We were playing a dice game in the back of a bar and my character transformed into a lion. I’ve been hooked ever since. Now I’m part of a huge role-playing community, and next week I’m going to a three-day event in Pennsylvania. Basically it’s a bunch of people getting together and pretending to be something we’re not. It’s the bonding that’s most important. The hobby is great, but you always spend more time talking then doing the hobby itself. We’re building a shared history. And each time we meet there’s more to reminisce about. It can be hard to meet people when you’re older, but I’ve made hundreds of friends in the community. When my dad got sick recently, I asked for ‘spells, prayers, and cat videos.’ The post had 111 comments and 94 emoticons.”
Surgery 30-the one that changed it all. Surgery 30 is the first time I have ever had a doctor report back to me that not only will this all be over one day, but that day is just months away. This girl is magic, and whatever spell she cast on me the day we met, fuck, am I forever grateful. Since the inception of you, I’ve been blessed. Make sure you can get nasty with the love of your life. #whatifyourmomfollowsme #nasty #transgender #surgery30 #phalloplastycomplications #phalloplasty #transsexual #love (at San Francisco, California)
Unrest after the Rodney King Verdict. Los Angeles, CA. Photograph by Lindsay Brice (April, 30th 1992)
having parents that were really angry and petty and abusive when you were young is weird, because it makes part of you grow up to want to be kind, to generate good things, to be a source of peace and wellbeing for others; but it makes another part of you grow up to be quick, and sharp, and spiteful, and that’s always the part that shows itself first in a hard situation, so it’s a struggle between your hateful gut reactions and your wish to not add any more misery to the world. it’s a hard balance, and the people who really, really know me - i know they see that anger flash in my eyes before i quiet it, if i quiet it…i want to overcome years of conditioning, and with gentle, constant force, i know i’ll mellow it. it just takes time.
me: *lies down*
things: *continue to happen*
me: *lieS DOWN HARDER*
This weekend, activists in Uganda - a country where homosexuality is punishable by death - held their first Pride.
This is the epitome of courage. I have no other words.
this is making me tear up holy shit
This makes me soo fucking proud most of us in places like Nigeria and Uganda especially northern Nigeria, the punishment by law is getting stoned to death if you show any signs of being gay. This makes me sad that Me and thousands of others can’t be themselves but still, this is so FUCKING beautiful I am proud of the people of my African continent!
I just want to make it clear that the photo was taken, and the first Ugandan Pride was held, in 2012. Five years later they’re still celebrating Pride. Despite the fact that they face police raids and arrests, they’ve made this an annual event.
This is heroic
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Mugshot of a teenage girl arrested for protesting segregation, Mississippi, 1961.
Her name is Joan Trumpauer Mulholland. Her family disowned her for her activism. After her first arrest, she was tested for mental illness, because Virginia law enforcement couldn’t think of any other reason why a white Virginian girl would want to fight for civil rights. She also created the Joan Trumpauer Mullholland Foundation. Most recently, she was interviewed on Samatha Bee’s Full Frontal on February 15 for their segment on Black History Month. Don’t reduce civil rights heroes to “teenage girl”.
She’s still alive!!! She’s 74.
Thank you Joan.
From her wikipedia page:
(Here’s a documentary about her in case you’re not big on reading. )
Her great-grandparents were slave owners in Georgia, and after the United States Civil War, they became sharecroppers. Trumpauer later recalled an occasion that forever changed her perspective, when visiting her family in Georgia during summer. Joan and her childhood friend Mary, dared each other to walk into “n*gger” town, which was located on the other side of the train tracks. Mulholland stated her eyes were opened by the experience: “No one said anything to me, but the way they shrunk back and became invisible, showed me that they believed that they weren’t as good as me. At the age of 10, Joan Trumpauer began to recognize the economic divide between the races. At that moment she vowed to herself that if she could do anything, to help be a part of the Civil Rights Movement and change the world, she would.
In the spring of 1960, Mulholland participated in her first of many sit-ins. Being a white, southern woman, her civil rights activism was not understood. She was branded as mentally ill and was taken in for testing after her first arrest. Out of fear of shakedowns, Mulholland wore a skirt with a deep, ruffled hem where she would hide paper that she had crumpled until it was soft and then folded neatly. With this paper, Mulholland was able to write a diary about her experiences that still exists today. In this diary, she explains what they were given to eat, and how they sang almost all night long. She even mentioned the segregation in the jail cells and stated, “I think all the girls in here are gems but I feel more in common with the Negro girls & wish I was locked in with them instead of these atheist Yankees.
Soon after Mulholland’s release, Charlayne Hunter-Gault and Hamilton E. Holmes became the first African American students to enroll at the University of Georgia. Mulholland thought, “Now if whites were going to riot when black students were going to white schools, what were they going to do if a white student went to a black school?” She then became the first white student to enroll in Tougaloo College in Jackson, where she met Medgar Evers, Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., Reverend Ed King, and Anne Moody.
She received many letters scolding or threatening her while she was attending Tougaloo. Her parents later tried to reconcile with their daughter, and they tried to bribe her with a trip to Europe. She accepted their offer and went with them during summer vacation. Shortly after they returned, however, she went straight back to Tougaloo College.
She ultimately retired after teaching English as a Second Language for 40 years and started the Joan Trumpauer Mulholland Foundation, dedicated to educating the youth about the Civil Rights Movement and how to become activists in their own communities.
I watched a YouTube video once (by a guy who’s name escapes me) about the importance of making sure the stories of white activists are told. His point was that it’s not about lavishing praise on them just because they were white and “woke”, it’s about letting other white allies see that others have come before them who were willing to sacrifice and do the hard work. This way they can see themselves in someone and realize that destroying inequality isn’t a fringe interest or just an “us vs. them” issue. It has to be ALL OF US.
Hey, all, I’m making this post again, but shorter, because I think a lot of people found it too overwhelming to go through the info and as a result it hasn’t been getting reblogged as much and I haven’t gotten the help I need.
I have top surgery on the 19th, finally. And the surgery itself is covered by insurance. However, I am disabled which has limited ability to work. As a result I only work on average 8 hours a week at a rate of 10 dollars an hour plus tips and didn’t have a lot of resources to begin with. I had a scholarship for the summer come through, but it was only 1500 dollars. I am down to just $752.05 after taking care of rent, bills, groceries, getting my cat vaccinated, buying wet food for her, paying for a handful of things I need for surgery, and some other miscellaneous things that needed to be taken care of.
I still don’t have everything I need for surgery. I have to spend at least 60 more dollars this week on copays for my psychiatrist and my sleep specialist. And I will need to find some way to make rent next month. While I have family that does give me anywhere between 300 and 400 a month, this will only cover part of my rent, and right now, before I even get the rest of what I need for surgery and recovery, I have very little to last the summer on. I will be unable to work for 4-6 weeks, and will still have limited capability post-surgery.
If you can help a guy out by either reblogging this, donating to my paypal at paypal.me/zreinst, or getting something off my amazon wishlist here: http://a.co/51EcNLG, I’d really really appreciate it. I am in most need of dry cat food and button up shirts at the moment. The items can be sorted by priority on my amazon wishlist.
If you can’t help, I understand. But please, please, please boost this. I want to be able to recover safely and not have to worry while I’m recovering.
Hey, everyone, lots of reblogs but not a lot of help. I’ve got $487.00 in my account now. Had to spend more since I made this post. And I still don’t have everything I need for surgery. Honestly, anything helps, even if it’s a dollar or 50 cents. Don’t feel like you have to give a lot to help out. If people can keep boosting this, I’d appreciate it! Thanks!
Okay, so I’m post-surgery and almost a week into recovery, but I’ve gotten probably less than 100 dollars worth of help in terms of actual money. I could really use some extra funds right now. I’m down to 438 dollars. And rent is coming up in just a few days. My rent is 616 a month, this is not including bills that I have not paid. If you can please help, since I am in the middle of recovery and unable to work, I’d really appreciate it. Thanks!
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My tired ass trying to hide:
Tens of thousands of people descended on cities from coast-to-coast Saturday in “Families Belong Together” rallies to protest the Trump administration’s “zero tolerance” immigration policy that left more than 2,000 children separated from their parents at the U.S.-Mexico border.
In the nation’s capital, thousands poured into Lafayette Square, across from the White House, to chant “We care” and “No Trump, No KKK, No Fascist USA.”
While President Donald Trump and first lady Melania Trump avoided the chants in Washington, the protests followed them to their weekend retreat in Bedminster, N.J.
Only a few miles from Trump National Golf Course, more than 100 protesters lined the side of a major New Jersey highway waving anti-Trump signs and chanting, “Where are the children!”
Things to Stop Saying to Yourself
1. “I’m no good at …”
Say instead “It’s just a skill, and something I can learn.”
2. “I’m such a failure …”
Say instead “I got it wrong, and everybody makes mistakes.”
3. “There’s no point in trying …”
Say instead “It maybe hard, but step by step will get me there in time.”
4. “Everybody hates me; I’ve got no friends …”
Say instead “It doesn’t really matter what these people think about me. There are others who will recognize my value and true worth.”
5. “I hate myself. I deserve to be rejected …”
Say instead “I am beautiful inside, and have value and worth. I deserve to be cherished and be treated well.”