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thenotebookdoodles:

self therapy, it’s cheaper too.

thedailywhat:

Optical Illusion of the Day: Locker Climbing

Japanese bored-at-school girls strike again! Could this “locker climbing” optical illusion become the next Hadokening? For comparison, look at this photo from a different angle.

photojojo:

Ripped photos by Jacob a.k.a. Mailbomb

Sierra DeMulder: BEAUTIFUL

sierrademulder:

It has become a struggle to get dressed
in the morning without hating yourself.

In the mirror, you see a sack of fruit,
a loveseat dragged to the curb. You know

this is not true. You know this is plight
of those with mirrors and cloth and legs—

yet, still, you do not want to leave

(via thingssheloves)

urhajos:

Gravity is a lie by ~randyotter

thedailywhat:

College Students Organize Walk to Complete Boston Marathon

In a moving display of solidarity for the 5,742 Boston Marathon participants who did not reach the finish line on Monday, Boston College students have organized a walk from the university to downtown Boston this Friday. As of Wednesday morning, more than 16,000 Facebook users have RSVP’d on the event page, which boldly proclaims “we will walk to show that we decide when our marathon ends.”

This is beautiful. #bostonmarathon

artpixie:

By Coming Soon

(via thingssheloves)

Source: post-bl

sierrademulder:

The Genius Goes to the Barber

He was planning on growing his beard all summer.
He was planning on taking a bus to the Redwoods

and getting I Am So Small tattooed across his chest
in Gothic font like a banner or a For Sale sign,

but his beard started catching things. At first,
it was just your typical crumbs, dribbles of soup.

One day, he woke up and found an entire angel
food cake entangled in his whiskers while

brushing his teeth. Then, darker things began
finding their home closer and closer to his mouth.

A nasty word someone called the garbage man.
The look a mother gave her child for spilling his juice.

A nightmare in which his entire life was a sitcom
and he kept forgetting his lines and the laugh track

kept rolling and rolling. It all clung to his chin
like icicles. They became so heavy,

he had no choice but to use them.
He didn’t tip the server. He stopped cleaning

his fish tank. It wasn’t until he found himself
screaming at a senior citizen WHY DON’T YOU

JUST HURRY UP AND DIE, YOU OLD WH—
when the barber rushed him into the shop, forced him

into the chair. We only carry what we think we need,
he said as he turned on the razor.

Poem by Sierra DeMulder
Tattoo by David Boysno
Badass Leg Grown by Kayla Newberg

sierrademulder:

Love, Forgive Me by Sierra DeMulder

mypropheticsoul:

Favorite parts of poems from poets I admire. More Angel. More Sierra. More Anis.  

Pretty fonts from Lost Type Co-op. 

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shivainlondon:

“One child is holding something that’s been banned in America to protect them. Guess which one?”

(via thingssheloves)