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if i look back, i am lost
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Misplaced Lens Cap
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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YOU ARE THE REASON

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Beautiful art work by: Philippa Rice http://philippajrice.com
This is still one of my fav things
I miss
you: are you okay?
me: *looks off into the distance*
me: in theory.
stupid poem stupid feelings hahahahaha just needed to get it out of me
Gustav Klimt - Die Musik, 1895
Eyes of Michelangeloâs David.
useless ranting probably donât read
ok iâm writing this for no particular reason mostly bc only like two people i know actually see my tumblr. i just got back from my first year at BYU and it was beyond amazing. i had so many amazing experiences, grew my testimony, made friends, had fun, and even got 4.0 both semesters. and i started seriously dating a guy who i love dearly and we will have been dating for three months on may 17.Â
but iâm home now and maybe itâs because i was so vigorously thrown off my normal routine and life of college or maybe itâs because i know iâm going on my mission (to Korea!!) in a month but i just feel so...off? iâve never felt this anxious to go anywhere but home but not want to leave home. i miss my love and iâm afraid he doesnât miss me as much as i miss him. i worry that i wonât have enough time at home. iâm worried i wonât be cut out to be a missionary, especially in korea and everyone has such high expectations of me. i worry that my constant lack of self confidence is going to ruin something at some point. iâm just worried and i donât really know how i feel.Â
yeah i just wanted to write it and put it somewhere that maybe one person would see it just so iâd be like accountable for it. there it is.
hope whoever is reading this has a good day and know they are loved!
alright ladies letâs
go to sleep at a reasonable time tonightÂ
On whether the kids would want to get a tattoo in the future [x]
WHERE ARE HIS PARENTS đ
âThe Nazis didnât just kill the Jews; they made use of every inch of them. Womenâs hair was shaved off and weaved into blankets for Nazi soldiers. Fat from Jewsâ bodies was used to make soap. Gold teeth were pulled out to make gold bars for the Reichsbank. 384,000 pairs of menâs shoes were sent to Germany from Auschwitz. 646,000 menâs suits. 184,000 pairs of eyeglasses. The most frightening thing is not the gas chambers or the crematoria. Itâs the rooms piled to the ceiling with childrenâs shoes. That gives you have an idea what the Holocaust was. Shoes. Once worn by real people.â - via jewishhistory.org
In the Holocaust Museum in DC, they have a room just for the shoes and hair of the victims. Itâs really startling to see it so up close since it makes you realize the sheer scale of this. The pile of hair in the museum weighs several tons, and bear in mind that this several ton pile of hair is only but a small fraction of all of the horrible things found in the camps.
Somewhere in those shoes were the shoes of my great aunts and their children.Â
Same with eyeglasses.
Itâs something I can never, ever forget.
The above are photos I took at Auschwitz. The shoes and suitcases were each encased in a hallway - kept behind glass on both sides. And again comprise only a fraction of what the Nazis took.
Now the significance of these collections can not be understated or undermined, the horrors of the Holocaust, the Shoah, are embodied in these piles of stolen clothing and cases.
We look at them and recoil, promising that weâll never forget and yet the systematic slaughter of human beings continues around the world.
In different places, for different reasons. Who didnât learn the lesson? Who still needs to be reached? Who needs to be protected?
Do not forget. Remember and react. Radical evil is not a memory of the past, it is a present and continuous force.
Reblogging in honor International Holocaust Remembrance Day: 70 year anniversary of the liberation of the Auschwitz-Birkenau concentration camps.Â
Itâs International Holocaust - Shoah Remembrance day again, but this year the remembrance feels weighted with the fear of repetition. With more and more stories springing up of violence against Jews in Europe and the potential of candidacy for the US president by a proto-Hitleresque Trump who is targeting Muslims and immigrants in the place of Jews.
This history is still so fresh and clearly not relegated to the backs of history books. There is still bonedust intermingled with the dirt at Auschwitz. We cannot forget, we must not repeat.
Annual reblog of remembrance. But this year I also have a plea, forgive me if it is a little Christian-centric, but I feel it is U.S. Christians who most need a note of reminder or this day considering our current political situation.
Today we remember the price paid by the victims of racism, anti-semitism, ableism, homophobia, anti-intellectualism, nationalism, apathy, and hate. 6 million+ Jews, 250,000+ disabled people, 200,000+ Roma, millions of prisoners of war plus thousands more of Jehovahâs witnesses, Catholics, homosexuals, intellectuals, etc.
It has been said: â Never Againâ - what good is that if we do not back it up with actions?
Love more than we hate, open our arms to refugees fleeing in terror, longing for peace and welcoming. Open our minds to the truth of science which is the uncovering of the fingerprints of God on our universe. The truth takes nothing away from faith. Loving those who pray differently than you or not at all, or who love differently than you, or who experence the world differently than you takes nothing from you except your fear.
Leave your fear behind and seek the path of radical love which requires actions over words. Be hot, be forceful, do not wait for heaven on earth, make heaven on earth where there is neither male nor female, gentile or Jew, slave or free. The world is steeped in blood, and bone, and ash, the only recompense for our hate. Imagine how much greater the recompense of our love will be.
Stardust
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raise a glass to freedom, something they can never take away
I canât stop laughing
okay but corgis are the wildest baseline doggo, u breed a corgi with any other pure bred and the dog will look like a short corgilicious version of the non-corgi breed
husky:
german shepherd:
dalmatian:
theyâre all so beautiful thank you for your time
Brendonâs impression of Patrick Stump (via Warner_Music_Kr)