we are all going forward. none of us are going back.

methlabrador:

whats the meaning of life? son, its those little tiny pumpkins. the ones that are mad small.  you know the ones i mean. 

glorianas:

is it a good show or is it just dark and gritty with a high production salary and middle age white dudes?-a question y’all need to ask yourself

Target Center; Private gig in Minneapolis, Minnesota. 18.7.2013

charlottedreaming:

Nicki Minaj’s “Anaconda” video just broke the Vevo record with 19.6 million views in 24 hours. The record was previously held by Miley Cyrus. Shout outs to Nicki reclaiming Black women’s sexuality while defeating very white woman who tried to accessorize it.

gentledomliam:

baby liam coming across the mirror of erised and getting confused when he sees himself older surrounded by four other boys who keep ruffling his hair, slinging their arms around him, and generally invading his personal space. instead of looking perturbed, the him in the mirror looks really happy.

narutorero:

iN ORDER TO BE MY FRIEND, yOU MUST FIRST DEFEAT, mY SEVEN EVIL SELF ESTEEM ISSUES,

boyirl:

Laura Callaghan

boyirl:

Laura Callaghan

crydaisy:

school drool
but the bathrooms are so nice

buttercreamdicks:

I liked the shows I went to; I wish I could go to more.  But the thing I remember is the girls.  New Jersey Transit runs special trains to the Meadowlands for MetLife shows, and they brought out extra staff to direct girls through the gates to Secaucus.  Knots of New Jersey Transit staff in high-visibility vests, treating girls with kindness.  ”I know you’re excited, just make sure you go through the gates one at a time,” a middle-aged guy with a mustache said, smiling, stopping girls and then waving them through so the timing stayed right and nobody got stuck in the gates.  ”Have a good time!”  When the train finally pulled into the station, teenage girls cheered.  The men on the platform didn’t laugh, the conductors made sure to stand and answer everybody’s questions — yes, this is the right train, yes, you’ll get there on time.  There was no air conditioning on the train, but nobody complained — everybody sat in their seats, and talked to their friends, and every couple of minutes someone would start singing.  I remember when we were walking through Penn Station I had said, “Just think, the next train is going to be all One Direction fans.”  It was the best train I’ve ever been on.  During the show, Harry told us to hug each other, and we did.  The lady checking tickets at the stadium, directing people to their seats: “Enjoy!  Have a great night!” and the fans thanking her on the way out.  Both shows, we kept saying how we had never been in a place where there were so many girls.  ”I like the girl-to-guy ratio here,” Jamie said in Philadelphia.  MetLife holds 82,566 people: they played Little Mix’s “Salute” and “Wings” to almost 82,566 girls.  In the bathroom in Philadelphia, nobody stopped at the mirror to check their makeup; while I was peeing, I heard a little girl walk in singing: She said spread your wings, my little butterfly / Don’t let what they say keep you up at night.  At the Meadowlands they turned the men’s rooms into ladies’ rooms, just hung ladies’ room signs over all the men’s room signs.  ”Oh my god,” I said, walking in.  ”They turned the men’s rooms into ladies’ rooms, because they knew it was going to be all girls.”  ”This must be what it’s like to be a guy,” Isabel said.  And that’s what I thought, the whole rest of the show, and all of Philadelphia: This must be what it’s like.  To be the default.  To be treated like what you care about is worthwhile.  To not be looked down on, or told what to do.  And then I thought, well, it’s because we’re all gathered here, in one place.  This is happening.  They can’t stop us, so they have to go along with it.  In New Jersey, Liam stood on the catwalk talking about how amazing it was that they were playing stadiums, how amazing it was that the fans had done this for them, and then he laughed, like you do when you realized you just hit the heart of something: “I really think if you wanted to, you could take over the world.”  I looked away from him, at 82,566 seats filled with girls and thought: You’re right.  And you’re the only person telling us that.

"What I cannot see is how,
From the green wave rising,
Out of water, Oh Aphrodite,
You bred a flame."

- Meleager of Gadara, from the Anthologia Graeca (V.176.5-6), trans. Thomas McEvilley (via a-pair-of-ragged-claws)

officialwiccan:

Today we face the monsters that are at our door and bring the fight to them! Today, we are canceling the apocalypse!

GET TO KNOW ME MEME → [5/5] favourite films

Pacific Rim (2013)

eoop:

I was extremely kissable today and do you know how many kisses I received??? ZERO

life goals:

independence
intelligence
financial stability
cute face
cute butt
a little scary

dudski:

fakeliampayne: "Ice ice baby donate at http://www.alsa.org thanks girls”

I’M CRYING FOR SO MANY REASONS. I’M CRYING BECAUSE HE USED FANS. I’M CRYING BECAUSE OF THAT GIRL IN THE PACKERS JERSEY WHO CAN’T BELIEVE HER LIFE AND WHOSE HEART VISIBLY FLIPS OVER WHEN HE NOMS SOPHIA. I’M CRYING BECAUSE HE NOMMED SOPHIA. I’M CRYING BECAUSE HE TOOK THE TIME TO FIND AND SPECIFY AN ORGANIZATION FOR PEOPLE TO DONATE TO. I’M CRYING BECAUSE HE WORE THE NIKE HAT FOR THE MILLIONTH TIME SINCE I WATCHED HIM PICK IT UP ONSTAGE AT GILLETTE AND I CONTINUE TO TAKE THAT AS A PERSONAL SHOUT-OUT AND YOU CAN’T STOP ME. I’M CRYING, AS I KNEW I WOULD, ABOUT HIS NOMINATIONS. I’M CRYING THAT HE NOMINATED SOPHIA, THAT HE NOMINATED HER FIRST, BECAUSE SHE’S ALWAYS FIRST. SOPHIA’S FIRST BEFORE PHARRELL, GUYS. IF THAT’S NOT LOVE I DON’T KNOW WHAT IS. I’M CRYING BECAUSE I KNOW HE’S STILL BOWLED OVER BY THE FACT THAT HE CAN NAME PEOPLE HE LOOKS UP TO LIKE HE LOOKS UP TO PHARRELL AND JOHN C. REILLY AND WILL FERRELL AND EVEN IF THEY DON’T TAKE THE CHALLENGE, THEY’LL STILL KNOW HE NOMINATED THEM. I’M CRYING BECAUSE MY PHONE JUST BUZZED WITH HIM TWEETING THAT THE MOST IMPORTANT THING IS TO DONATE. I’M CRYING BECAUSE HE’S WEARING A WATCH SO AROUSINGLY EXPENSIVE THAT HE’S THAT CONFIDENT IN HOW WATERPROOF IT IS. I’M CRYING THAT HE SHOUTS “GO” REALLY SUDDENLY LIKE HE’S THE ONE SURPRISING SOMEONE WITH A BUCKET OF ICE WATER. I’M CRYING ABOUT HIS HANDS COMING UP BEHIND HIS HEAD AND THEN HIS ELBOWS SQUEEZING TIGHT TOGETHER AS THE WATER COMES DOWN. I’M CRYING ABOUT THE CHEVRONS. I’M CRYING ABOUT THE FACT THAT THEY ALL SCREAM WHILE THEY’RE POURING THE BOWLS OUT BUT HE DOESN’T MAKE A SOUND UNTIL IT’S ALL DONE. I’M CRYING ABOUT THE SCREAM. I’M CRYING BECAUSE HE THANKED THE GIRLS. I’M CRYING BECAUSE HE TOOK A PICTURE WITH ALL OF THEM AFTER AND PROBABLY WITH EACH OF THEM INDIVIDUALLY. I’M CRYING BECAUSE I WAS NEVER NOT GOING TO CRY TEARS OF PURE ICE WATER JOY.