Life is a lot of things. This is life according to a nursing student living in a city with a bad reputation (while loving it all the same). I've taken solace in the fact that I will never become tumblr famous, but I sure as hell can try by being as sarcastic as possible.

 

50shadesofmattcohen:

donttouchthescarf:

eldunariliduen:

doctorwho:

Ellie and Carl + Rory and Amy (Up + Doctor Who)

pilgrimkitty:

tea-and-sarcasm:

CANNOT UNSEE

*flail*

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And then the sad realization that they’re even more alike now.

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INHUMAN WAILS OF PAIN AND SUFFERING

blackdove66:

thoroughlysherlocked:

hippity-hoppity-brigade:

trueamericanenglish:

#molly hooper is the best companion #she wouldn’t even run off

“Molly, why are you still here?”

“You… you told me not to wander off.”

“Oh. Well. That’s strange. I mean, usually I tell them not to wander off, but they never actually listen. Are you sure you’re human?”

YES OH MY GOD YES I NEED MOLLY AS COMPANION.

I had no idea how much I needed that til now.

I WOULD WATCH THAT SO HARD.

GUYS. GUYS I THINK I JUST OFFICIALLY GOT WHOLOCKED.

imagine her telling the doctor

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imagine his face

(Source: elemesy)

angryseawitch:

lightsharpnesssong:

dont-be-a-pichu:

femmeboyant:

still upset that the films never acknowledge that Peeta loses a limb in the first arena and goes through the Quarter Quell with a prosthetic leg

or that Katniss has suffered permanent hearing loss in one of her ears and now requires a hearing aid

or, you know, the Avoxes

because, you know, why show disabled people doing things

fishingboatproceeds:

Naming Babies: A new video about health care in rural Ethiopia, meeting Bill Gates, and how sometimes bureaucracy can be very beautiful indeed.

The Gates Foundation

The L10K Project, which helps provide support to rural health extension workers like Yetagesu and Abdulkadir.

This is actually the coldest room I’ve ever be in.

It physically hurts.

I’ve told the kids in the ghettos that violence won’t solve their problems, but then they ask me, and rightly so; “Why does the government use massive doses of violence to bring about the change it wants in the world?” After this I knew that I could no longer speak against the violence in the ghettos without also speaking against the violence of my government

Martin Luther King Jr. (via loveinfamine)

The ~*real*~ Dr. King— the one white people don’t want you to know about.

(via the-uncensored-she)

h0rrid:

just-to-see-a-smile-on-your-face:

monkeywandsgutter:

This only happened yesterday and it’s already got over 50K notes… 

Finally humans with humanity

A little information for ya’ll, this man fell in between the carriage and platform and was freed less than ten minutes later. 

When he fell employees of Transperth (Australia) were meters away and were able to signal the driver so he would not just take off and rip the guys leg off.

The staff motioned everyone on the platform to push the carriage in a tear worthy moment of people power

The guy who fell wasn’t hurt and got on the next fucking train so he could go to work.

And if that isn’t the tightest shit you ever heard get the fuck out of my face.

(Source: yodiscrepo)

thequeerfrontier:

neonstorm:

gaywrites:
We went to the party, and, as I figured, some of the guests laughed and made comments. One said to me, “Do you think this is funny? There are kids here. You want them to see this?” Another said, “You want him to be gay?”  

And I stayed calm. And I explained to them the best I could that there is no correlation between kids cross-dressing and being gay. And if he is gay, it’s not because of anything I did. It’s because he’s gay. And maybe it’s a stage. And maybe it’s not. But either way, I don’t want him to ever feel like he wasn’t able to express himself because his parents didn’t support him. And some understood. And some, trapped by religion or ignorance, gave us the stank face. 

Plenty of people are supportive. They’ll see my kids — Sydney with her long dirty blonde hair, and Asher with his short dark hair, and say, “I love your daughter’s pixie cut.” When I tell them he’s my son, they smile and say, “I love it.” They also apologize for confusing his gender, but I tell them, “Don’t apologize. He’s in a purple dress with sparkly shoes. How would you know?” I know there are parents who get worked up when you confuse their kids’ gender, but I’m not one of them.

I get home before my wife most nights, so I was taking the kids out to walk our dog. They were dressing up in different outfits, my daughter treating Asher like her doll, as she tried various dresses, shoes, and headbands on him. And then Sydney told me she wanted me to wear a dress, too — “Oh my god, it will be so funny.”

I said, “No,” but she kept begging. I said, “People will laugh at me.” She said, “If they do, I’ll tell them to go away.” And I couldn’t argue with that, as I squeezed myself into Carrie’s most flexible dress. We walked the dog on our block, and the pleasure my kids took in seeing their dad go out of his comfort zone trumped the humiliation I felt.

Carrie pulled up to the house, and I saw her slacked jaw from the end of the street. She laughed. She took a picture. And she told me I better not rip her dress. And then we all went for a pizza.


(My Son Wears Dresses And That’s OK With Me | Seth Menachem for xoJane)


Winner: Best Dad EVER Award.

thequeerfrontier:

neonstorm:

gaywrites:

We went to the party, and, as I figured, some of the guests laughed and made comments. One said to me, “Do you think this is funny? There are kids here. You want them to see this?” Another said, “You want him to be gay?”  
And I stayed calm. And I explained to them the best I could that there is no correlation between kids cross-dressing and being gay. And if he is gay, it’s not because of anything I did. It’s because he’s gay. And maybe it’s a stage. And maybe it’s not. But either way, I don’t want him to ever feel like he wasn’t able to express himself because his parents didn’t support him. And some understood. And some, trapped by religion or ignorance, gave us the stank face. 
Plenty of people are supportive. They’ll see my kids — Sydney with her long dirty blonde hair, and Asher with his short dark hair, and say, “I love your daughter’s pixie cut.” When I tell them he’s my son, they smile and say, “I love it.” They also apologize for confusing his gender, but I tell them, “Don’t apologize. He’s in a purple dress with sparkly shoes. How would you know?” I know there are parents who get worked up when you confuse their kids’ gender, but I’m not one of them.
I get home before my wife most nights, so I was taking the kids out to walk our dog. They were dressing up in different outfits, my daughter treating Asher like her doll, as she tried various dresses, shoes, and headbands on him. And then Sydney told me she wanted me to wear a dress, too — “Oh my god, it will be so funny.”
I said, “No,” but she kept begging. I said, “People will laugh at me.” She said, “If they do, I’ll tell them to go away.” And I couldn’t argue with that, as I squeezed myself into Carrie’s most flexible dress. We walked the dog on our block, and the pleasure my kids took in seeing their dad go out of his comfort zone trumped the humiliation I felt.
Carrie pulled up to the house, and I saw her slacked jaw from the end of the street. She laughed. She took a picture. And she told me I better not rip her dress. And then we all went for a pizza.
Winner: Best Dad EVER Award.

arabellesicardi:

the police are telling AMNESTY INTERNATIONAL TO LEAVE and they’re doing so AT GUNPOINT

EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THE POLICE OFFICERS IN FERGUSON SHOULD BE IN JAIL. TRIED FOR TREASON. I DON’T EVEN UNDERSTAND. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK