dylanthescientist:

princetanaka:

just a small town girl. Living in a racist, insensitive, sexist, homophobic world,

(cant take the midnight train ‘cause im fuckin scared)

exploredreamdiscover:

Cooper’s Hill Cheese-Rolling and Wake - Cotswolds, England 

Been itching to participate in an annual cheese rolling competition? Well, book your tickets to England for next spring break because Gloucester is where you can do it. Gabe sent me this video, and then further research turned up the very professional ESPN-produced one above. What a fantastically odd tradition!

According to Wikipedia:

From the top of the hill a round of Double Gloucester cheese is rolled, and competitors race down the hill after it. The first person over the finish line at the bottom of the hill wins the cheese. In theory, competitors are aiming to catch the cheese, however it has around a one second head start and can reach speeds up to 70 mph (112 km/h), enough to knock over and injure a spectator. 

And this event draws thousands of spectators each year! Wow.

Favorite quote of the video: “…no one has ever died chasing the cheese.” Honestly, that kind of surprises me after watching the video. 

Anybody ever been? I’d love to hear from someone who actually raced!

loosur:

daw
europhia:

lace splicing crochet flower 1/2 sleeve casual blouse
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REBLOG IF U HELLA STRESSED

batlock:

So.

Cards Against Humanity.

I’m a big fan. Well, I bought this.

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It’s great. It hold all of my shit. But it holds something else too.

If you have it, open your box.

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You see how I started to tear away at the top of the box there?

Do that.

Do it carefully.

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Holy shit.

There’s something in there. What could that be?

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There’s a card.

There is a card literally hidden in the top of the box.

But what card?

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I fucking love these people.

"When I was 12 boys slid their hand up my thigh and slapped my butt. I smiled and took it because I didn’t know it was okay to say stop. I didn’t know that I could say no. So, when the principal calls telling me my daughter is suspended for punching a boy who wouldn’t stop touching her, I will cook her favorite meals. When she tells me how she cursed at the boy who wouldn’t move his hands off her knee even though she asked him to, I will smile and pull out her favorite movie to watch together. I will celebrate the fact that she accepts her body as her own and knows she has the right to say no. I never want my daughter to think her body belongs to men, because it is her own and my god should she be proud. I will teach her it’s more than okay to say stop, something I wish I had known when I was that age."

don’t be soft, let the world know you exist // 5-26-14 // 9:01AM (via restrictedthoughts)

OH MY GOD FUCKIN YES PREAAAACH THIS IS SO FUCKIN RIGHT

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wxldflower:

ssweet-dispositionn:

lilith-not-eve:

Marrying young is not the end of my freedom. It means I want to travel and see the world, but with her by my side. It means I still like drinking in bars and dancing in clubs, but stumbling home with her at 2am and eating pizza in our underwear. It means I know that I want to kiss those lips every morning, and every night before bed. If you see marriage as the end of your ‘freedom’, you’re doing it wrong.

Omg

applause for you omg

fairhies:

If I reply with “oh” I either don’t give a fuck or I feel like i’ve been punched in the throat

alt-J Nara
alt-J
Nara

thomsonnygreen:

alt-J // Nara

(live in New York)