❝ I am not Mike Brown. I am white. I am middle class. I am female. I am small. I am not considered a threat. When police see me they see someone who looks like them. They see their mothers, their daughters, their sisters, themselves. I am not at risk of being shot by police for existing while black. I am not at risk of being shot while unarmed. I am not at risk of being shot while armed with nothing more than a BB gun. I am not at risk of being shot for reaching for my wallet. I am privileged.
But I am outraged. And if you aren’t outraged, then you aren’t paying attention. This is America in 2014. This is our reality. It’s so easy to get jaded and to ignore these atrocities, to act like this doesn’t affect us. It’s so easy to get apathetic. In the past it was the youth who protested. Where is the rage of the youth? Where is our rage?
Like I said, I am not Mike Brown. But I am outraged. ❞
—   : I am not Mike Brown.  (via fitle-tight)   —



I present to you a puppy eating watermelon.

I can’t stop thinking about this



What a color scheme. I would have a damn hard time deciding how to paint each section of trim on a Victorian.



A part of me dies every time no one gets my joke

These’re like snippets from a modern day interview with the Khal and his Khaleesi

Broad City - Pu$$y Weed (S01E02)

❝ to take
that risk, to offer life and remain
alive, open yourself like this and become
whole ❞
—   Margaret Atwood, “Book of ancestors,” from Circe/Mud Poems (via lifeinpoetry)   —