The thoughts of one Veronica
Ten years ago, photographers James and Karla Murray began documenting the unique storefronts that define New York as a wonderfully diverse place to live. After a decade had passed, the pair went back to the same locations, only to sadly discover that many of the charming family-owned stores had been pushed out and replaced by large chains, banks, and generic businesses. The Murrays documented these rapid changes with side-by-side photographs compiled in a book entitled Store Front: The Disappearing Face of New York.
(via waitingforrelease)My Modern Metropolis
I keep having to remind myself that it’s the lionesses that do the hunting and killing and get their faces soaked in blood I mean is there a more badass animal
the king of the jungle
in the second it’s like ‘maybe if I look away she’ll stop yelling at me’
I TOLD YO BITCH ASS TO PICK UP THE CUBS
(via angelafaye22)LLBwwb, Nature and Animals :)
HE’S SO STUPID HE CAN’T SCRATCH HIMSELF WITHOUT FALLING DOWN THAT’S CUTE
(via the-ace-of-stars)Pounyou pounyou.
Roses are red / Gender is performative / Mass-market romance / Is heteronormative
OH MY GOSH THEY RHYMED SOMETHING WITH HETERONORMATIVE!!!
(via queeroverlord)Trashy TV
I am Me. In all the world, there is no one else exactly like me. Everything that comes out of me is authentically mine, because I alone chose it — I own everything about me: my body, my feelings, my mouth, my voice, all my actions, whether they be to others or myself. I own my fantasies, my dreams, my hopes, my fears. I own my triumphs and successes, all my failures and mistakes. Because I own all of me, I can become intimately acquainted with me. By so doing, I can love me and be friendly with all my parts. I know there are aspects about myself that puzzle me, and other aspects that I do not know — but as long as I am friendly and loving to myself, I can courageously and hopefully look for solutions to the puzzles and ways to find out more about me. However I look and sound, whatever I say and do, and whatever I think and feel at a given moment in time is authentically me. If later some parts of how I looked, sounded, thought, and felt turn out to be unfitting, I can discard that which is unfitting, keep the rest, and invent something new for that which I discarded. I can see, hear, feel, think, say, and do. I have the tools to survive, to be close to others, to be productive, and to make sense and order out of the world of people and things outside of me. I own me, and therefore, I can engineer me. I am me.Virginia Satir (via thismysfit)Purple Buddha Project
IM FUCKING SCREAMING
IM IN FUCKING STITCHES
(via the-ace-of-stars)so nasty and so rude
robots - 100% mechanical, no organic or living parts
androids - robots that are designed to look human-like (100% mechanical)
cyborgs - organic/living thing with added mechanical or cybernetic parts