Writer. Artist. Lindy hopper. Collector of melancholy quotes and pretty people.

I have a new fancy smartphone that I can peruse tumblr on and everything. Squeeee! Also, I saw a wild Nem and a wild Mumblybee and even a Shaherazade and they were all awesome but that deserves another, longer, much better post.

humansofnewyork:

“I want to be an artist.”

“What kind of art do you want to make?”

“I want to make different versions of myself.”

stressyjessy:

My comic book resume! This is the second version of the resume, completely digitally inked. The first version I did traditionally, folded up, and made into a mini comic to hand out to prospective employers. I’ve gotten pretty good responses from it so far and I’m really proud of how it turned out.

Took my references and phone number out to protect privacy. 

Doctor Who Cares? - A spinoff in which all is right with the ladies’ storylines and they take custody of the TARDIS every weekend to explore the universe together

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gabydunn:

waaaahlbodayz:

short-bread:

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Stephen fry. Stop it.

You are clearly being too smart. You are not of this Earth.

This perfect man.

I’m constantly looking at and critiquing how I speak, because language is the easiest way for me to perpetrate ideas that I don’t agree with without even noticing. Usually because it’s normal in society so I don’t think about it. Language matters, and I’ve been working on not using “girl” when I mean “female over the age of 12”. Working on not saying “fuck me” when something doesn’t go right, because I don’t think it’s an appropriate response to being angry - fucking me is kind of awesome. And I should treat it as such.

Working on paying attention to how I use hyperbole, and using words like “torture” for waiting in line. Thanks, Stephen Fry. <3

I bet if we dusted her heart for fingerprints, we’d only find yours.

Rudy Francisco  (via dishevelment)

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siriusbingers:

you put up your defenses when you leave
you leave because you’re certain of who you want to leave
you’re putting up your armour when you leave
you leave because you’re certain of who you want to be

#this relationship is so so important to me  #if draco doesn’t love his mother to death in fic - and vice versa - you’re wrong  #she didn’t want her baby to go away to durmstrang because it was too far away  #she risked her life for him not just in the forbidden forest but potentially for making that unbreakable vow - surely voldemort’s reaction to that could have been a mess  #it’s like - not even a question to her that draco is above all things  #she reacts to the idea of protecting draco above all else with such - resignment seems too negative a term - just  #a total sound sense of OF COURSE this is what i am doing there is no other option  #and that amount of love and loyalty is staggering  #and it’s not going to fall apart in the face of potential differing ideologies or queer leanings or anything else  #not when she shows so clearly by the end that draco matters to her more than these idealogies really do  #i’m not saying she doesn’t believe in pureblood supremacy or have those beliefs ingrained in her in a very real way  #i’m just saying draco means more to her than that

this seems appropriate to bring to attention again: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1845991/1/Post_Mortem

I think the reason that fanfic resonated with me so much was because of the bond he and his mother so clearly have. And it’s done so well.

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danschkade:

deafmuslimpunx:

its-salah:

Following his release from Guantanamo Bay, Sami Al-Hajj, a (former) Guantanamo Bay detainee, dashes towards his eight year old son Mohammad and swoops him up in his arms, hugging him and planting tender kisses on his face in their first reunion after seven years.

After being imprisoned in Guantanamo Bay for seven years, during which he was repeatedly interrogated and tortured, including being physically, sexually, and psychologically abused, Al Hajj was released without any charges held against him.

Al Hajj, a journalist for the Al Jazeera network, was arrested in Pakistan in 2001 while on his way to do camerawork for the network concerning the war that had recently broken out in Afghanistan. It has been speculated by both Al Hajj’s lawyer, Clive Stafford Smith, and Reporters Without Borders that the main reason that he was incarcerated for so long was due to the US Miliary’s desire to make him an informant against Al Jazeera, as most of Al Hajj’s interrogations consisted of American interrogators questioning him about the (Al Jazeera) network.

While in Guantanamo, Al Hajj wrote a poem titled Humiliated in Shackles to his son Mohammad:

When I heard pigeons cooing in the trees,
Hot tears covered my face.

When the lark chirped, my thoughts composed
A message for my son.

Mohammad, I am afflicted.
In my despair, I have no one but Allah for comfort.

The oppressors are playing with me,
As they move freely around the world.

They ask me to spy on my countrymen,
Claiming it would be a good deed.

They offer me money and land,
And freedom to go where I please.

Their temptations seize
My attention like lightning in the sky.

But their gift is an empty snake,
Carrying hypocrisy in its mouth like venom,

They have monuments to liberty
And freedom of opinion, which is well and good.

But I explained to them that
Architecture is not justice.

America, you ride on the backs of orphans,
And terrorize them daily.

Bush, beware.
The world recognizes an arrogant liar.

To Allah I direct my grievance and my tears.
I am homesick and oppressed.

Mohammad, do not forget me.
Support the cause of your father, a God-fearing man.

I was humiliated in the shackles.
How can I now compose verses? How can I now write?

After the shackles and the nights and the suffering and the tears,
How can I write poetry?

My soul is like a roiling sea, stirred by anguish,
Violent with passion.

I am a captive, but the crimes are my captors’.
I am overwhelmed with apprehension.

Lord, unite me with my son Mohammad.
Lord, grant success to the righteous.

And yet, there still remain many more innocent Afghan & Pakistani men imprisoned at Guantanamo.

‘Architecture is not justice.’

Jesus.

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philnoto:

“I think it’s so groovy now…”

suicunesrider:

lynxgriffin:

For the Flying Types

oH MY GOD?

JETAIME.

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sassy-gear-kessam:

ALL RIGHT, I’m tired of trying to sell this.

So.

LET’S DO A RANDOM GIVEAWAY YAAAAAAAY.

I bought a new tablet to replace my old Wacom BAMBOO FUN (CTE-650) tablet (because I thought I had lost the pen and jumped the gun, thereby buying a new one for no reason, yay~! My malfunctioning mind is to your benefit!)

I will include the tablet drivers CD, the pen, the mouse, and the little software bundle it came with that has Photoshop Elements and some other photo-editing software (Corel Draw or something?)

DEADLINE WILL BE 31 MAY, 2013 at MIDNIGHT!

HERE ARE THE RULES:

  • Likes will not count!
  • Reblog up to 5 times—but don’t be that guy who spams your followers, please.
  • I will use a number generator the night of 31st May/ morning of 1st June—AT THE DEADLINE
  • The winner will have 24 hours to respond with his/her address or else another winner will be chosen.
  • Oh look, since it’s a giveaway, FREE EXPEDITE SHIPPING.
  • You don’t have to be following me to be a participant!  But, follows would be nice!

All right.

Well.  Have at it.

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annetdonahue:

The importance of consent: a narrative.

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