notaglassoflemonade
notaglassoflemonade:

the-goddamazon:

aestheticrequiem:

mileaux:

rojoninja:

trebled-negrita-princess:

stfusexists:

feminismandpugsarelife:

heremotionsickness:

Reblogging because I want all of my followers to be aware of just how much you can do in Photoshop, and how little of what you see on posters, in magazines and of pictures on the internet etc. are necessarily real. 

Imagine how the model feels, too. She was hired to be the most beautiful, but they still had to change her because her beauty wasn’t enough.

Not only is the general body distortion completely gross, but notice that they lighten her skin color. This is a white, blonde model, and they make her whiter. Actual white people aren’t even the ideal whiteness, so can you even imagine what models with dark skin have to endure in this industry?

so for all you girls that ask “Why can’t I look like the girls in magazines” it’s because the girls in magazines don’t even look like the girls in magazines.

yeah but


ROJO WHAT THE SHIT

WHY

WHAT


Yeah rojo why

notaglassoflemonade:

the-goddamazon:

aestheticrequiem:

mileaux:

rojoninja:

trebled-negrita-princess:

stfusexists:

feminismandpugsarelife:

heremotionsickness:

Reblogging because I want all of my followers to be aware of just how much you can do in Photoshop, and how little of what you see on posters, in magazines and of pictures on the internet etc. are necessarily real. 

Imagine how the model feels, too. She was hired to be the most beautiful, but they still had to change her because her beauty wasn’t enough.

Not only is the general body distortion completely gross, but notice that they lighten her skin color. This is a white, blonde model, and they make her whiter. Actual white people aren’t even the ideal whiteness, so can you even imagine what models with dark skin have to endure in this industry?

so for all you girls that ask “Why can’t I look like the girls in magazines” it’s because the girls in magazines don’t even look like the girls in magazines.

yeah but

ROJO WHAT THE SHIT

WHY

WHAT

Yeah rojo why

scottthepilgrim
harvey-swick:

flowers-without-reason:

caesoxfan04:

Anderson Cooper saving a boy in Haiti during a shooting. A slab of concrete was dropped of the boys head.

Anderson fucking Cooper, everyone. 
Some journalists like to be strictly observers. they don’t intervene, they don’t participate. they just document what they see, even if what they see is terrible. But the way I see it, journalists don’t exist in a vacuum. They are human beings, living and working in a very human environment. And that humanity is essential in relating to their stories. When you lose your humanity, you lose any kind of journalistic integrity you have left. 

#nevernotreblog

harvey-swick:

flowers-without-reason:

caesoxfan04:

Anderson Cooper saving a boy in Haiti during a shooting. A slab of concrete was dropped of the boys head.

Anderson fucking Cooper, everyone. 

Some journalists like to be strictly observers. they don’t intervene, they don’t participate. they just document what they see, even if what they see is terrible. But the way I see it, journalists don’t exist in a vacuum. They are human beings, living and working in a very human environment. And that humanity is essential in relating to their stories. When you lose your humanity, you lose any kind of journalistic integrity you have left. 

#nevernotreblog

ruinedchildhood
goonandcatchyourdreams:

nintendont-gamecube:

juliawiinchester:

animejaehyo:

fogcityemu:

loki-in-the-dark:

carryonmy-assbutt:

caitlincst:

cuz-moriarty-shot-himself:

the-absolute-best-gifs:

tampabaybby:
there is never a wrong time to reblog this

WHAT ARE THEY EVEN TRYING TO ACHIVE

I don’t know but I like it

That type of green usually doesn’t appear on camera so they probably wanted  people to see flying waffles and get freaked out by them

er. actually no.
Those are the green guys. 
They’re from Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada. 
They are literally celebrities here. They totally mean to be seen, and they’re very very popular here. They started out a few years ago, and now one even has a book published.  The lighter one is Force, and the darker one is Sully. They sit at the opposing team’s penalty box and like to make fun of players, and have even appeared in Pepsi commericals and billboards. 


How is Canada even real?

FOR REAL THOUGH
i live in edmonton and i remember members in my family being excited when they showed up bc theyre so?? cool?

Every hockey fan must respect the green men… Even tho I hate Vancouver

i always love the green men

I feel educated.

goonandcatchyourdreams:

nintendont-gamecube:

juliawiinchester:

animejaehyo:

fogcityemu:

loki-in-the-dark:

carryonmy-assbutt:

caitlincst:

cuz-moriarty-shot-himself:

the-absolute-best-gifs:

tampabaybby:

there is never a wrong time to reblog this

WHAT ARE THEY EVEN TRYING TO ACHIVE

I don’t know but I like it

That type of green usually doesn’t appear on camera so they probably wanted  people to see flying waffles and get freaked out by them

er. actually no.

Those are the green guys. 

They’re from Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada. 

They are literally celebrities here. They totally mean to be seen, and they’re very very popular here. They started out a few years ago, and now one even has a book published.  The lighter one is Force, and the darker one is Sully. They sit at the opposing team’s penalty box and like to make fun of players, and have even appeared in Pepsi commericals and billboards. 

image

How is Canada even real?

FOR REAL THOUGH

i live in edmonton and i remember members in my family being excited when they showed up bc theyre so?? cool?

Every hockey fan must respect the green men… Even tho I hate Vancouver

i always love the green men

I feel educated.

attackonaxispowers

bocchan:

karhide:

windandsalt:

friarpark

#this is not an exaggeration okay #children do say this #children do wonder why they can’t find themselves in the media #don’t fucking tell me it doesn’t matter #it matters so much #children NEED to see themselves represented #or else they grow up feeling inferior and not worthy

okay, story time: i’m a resident actor a children’s theatre company, and we just did peter pan. i was cast as peter because i’m the only one who looks young enough to play the part; but aside from looking young, i look nothing like peter pan. he’s this little white boy with reddish brown hair and i’m an arab/hispanic queer with black hair and freckles. 

our company has a really devoted following, and these kids are reeeally young. after every show, we do autographs as the characters and have to keep up the act, because to a lot of these really young kids, we are who we pretend to be on stage. that terrified me. i’ve done autograph sessions in-character before, but never as such a well-loved character. who, again, is white. i was worried about what children might say.

over the course of the production, we must have performed for close to 500 kids, between the shows we did for families and the shows we did for school field trips.

and i distinctly remember one little white girl who came up to me with a DVD copy of disney’s peter pan, and she had this adorable tinkerbell dress on, and she just stared at me wide-eyed and after a while she said “i have all your movies!!”

first of all, if you don’t think that’s the cutest thing ever, please leave.

and when i asked her what she wanted me to sign, she handed me her DVD and said “by your face.” and she points right at this little white redheaded peter pan with pointy ears who is clearly not me, as if she can’t tell the difference… or she can, and she doesn’t care. similar things happened with different children, but it never lost its charm for me. on the contrary, it really warmed my heart.

by that same token there were many children of color who were affected by seeing a brown peter pan. a lot of them (usually older children) and/or their parents ask me how i got into acting, and if i had any advice for how to get into it. it meant a lot to me that there’s this whole generation of children of color who are going to pursue the arts, because even though i live in a very diverse area, our theatre landscape is still very whitewashed.

anyway, what i’m trying to say isn’t just that representation matters, which it does. what i’m also trying to say is that one less white face in the crowd isn’t going to hurt anyone. i feel like i’ve heard time and again that white people can only identify with white characters, and the whole point of my story is that that’s obviously not true. that kind of behavior, where people only empathize with characters who look like them, has to be taught. and that kind of behavior is racism.

bolding is mine, because that last bit really knocked it out of the park for me

scottthepilgrim

phandoms-united:

art-sex-drugs:

I have finally hit my breaking point. For as long as I can remember I have endured my mother’s abuse, whether it is verbal, emotional, or as seen here physical. I can expect some act of violence on a daily basis, and her beating me is not an usual occurrence, but today something snapped. My mother did this unprovoked, and this time she didn’t stop. Usually it’s bad for a little while and then she’s done, today it went on for what seemed like forever. At a certain point I decided I was going to do something I never do, call the police. You see, my mother is a highly respected and very well known person where I live. She is on the board of ed, worked for CPS for many years, and is close personal friends with people like the local chief of police, director of our local CPS unit, and so on. I always knew that calling wouldn’t go anywhere and just upset her more, but today I had to try. While she was kicking me I found my opportunity, and somehow managed to get away from someone more than twice my size. I ran as fast as I could, knocking things over behind my, trying to find a phone. I dialed and they listened and my mother proceeding to beat me over it, while I screamed for help. For the second time today, I managed to get away from her and ran to my room. I barely had enough time to lock my door, before she starting trying to get it, to the point that she ripped my door off the frame. I decided I was going to stay locked in there, until the police came. The past few months I have been collecting evidence against her, voice recordings, pictures like these, and videos of her violence, so they couldn’t dispute what was going on. But I was dead wrong. 

When the officer finally came up to my room, I attempted to tell him my side of the story, but before I could get a sentence out he silenced me. HE told me that this was my mothers house, and I needed to live by her rules. If I didn’t she had the right to punish me. He also told me to be tankful for her, because he wanted to press assault charges against me. finally, he refused, despite my begging, for him to take me to a shelter for teens. 

I am utterly disgusted by the injustice that occurred today. I pray there is no one else out there who is living in such a situation. I am not sure exactly what I am getting out of writing this, except maybe that it’s just nice to be able to open up about this, when I have had to keep it a secret my whole life. idk. sorry for posting such heavy shit. 

Signal boost the fuck out of this

scottthepilgrim

theamazingindi:

extendedburning:

godtxt:

please do not let ferguson die out like everything else big does. do not let this die out. do not let this continue on for three days and then everyone forget about it. do not let this happen.

queue this post up 3 days from now, a week from now, a month from now, a month from then. make sure even if you forget your blog will remember.

the fact i’m seeing reblogs slow down despite the fact there is still news breaking is concerning