the-almost-doctor:

ifuckingguess:

ravedm:

ahh when you click it :)))

holy shit what is that seriously

space. that is space.

kinda looks like a fried egg…no offense universe

the-almost-doctor:

ifuckingguess:

ravedm:

ahh when you click it :)))

holy shit what is that seriously

space. that is space.

kinda looks like a fried egg…no offense universe

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transparent Rin chilling on your dash

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Help for Josh’s Heart!!

sirwendigo:

image

Evening guys, this man needs serious help!

One of his friends contacted me personally and said he need a heart transplant as soon as possible. 

Any donation is very welcome!

If you could spread this word, he would be grateful!

(via motorcyclles)

I’m waiting for some hardcore iCarly fan tosay what was actually going on in this scene
Please?
Somebody?
Anybody?

I’m waiting for some hardcore iCarly fan tosay what was actually going on in this scene

Please?

Somebody?

Anybody?

(via ruinedchildhood)

faineemae:

eggplantlit:

carnivaloftherandom:

mresundance:

reckonedrightly:

indypendenthistory:

On Sep 13, 1944, a princess from India lay dead at Dachau concentration camp. She had been tortured by the Nazis, then shot in the head. Her name was Noor Inayat Khan. The Germans knew her only as Nora Baker, a British spy who had gone into occupied France using the code name Madeline. She carried her transmitter from safe house to safe house with the Gestapo trailing her, providing communications for her Resistance unit.

Oh my God, yes. Let’s talk about Noor Inayat Khan.
Wireless operators in France had a life expectancy of six weeks. Noor was actively transmitting for over three times as long.
While she was in France, every other wireless operator in her network was slowly picked off until she was the last radio link between London and Paris. It was “the most dangerous and important post in France”.  
She was offered a way back to Britain and refused.
In fact, in her transmissions to London, she once said that she was having the time of her life, and thanked them for giving her the opportunity to do this.
She was captured by the Gestapo, but never gave up: she made three attempt escapes. One involved asking to take a bath, insisting on being allowed to close the door to preserve her modesty, and then clambering onto the roof of the Gestapo HQ in Paris.
Her last word before being shot was, “Liberté!”

The term BAMF was coined for such persons. 

Her entire life, and her mother’s life as well, are FASCINATING. A Royal, Muslim, Anglo-Indian woman in WWII… Could we have a sweeping FACTUAL movie please. Like now?

Yet another story I would like to read.

You guys! There IS A MOVIE!
Enemy of the Reich: The Noor Inayat Khan Story 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X2nM12xbAUM

faineemae:

eggplantlit:

carnivaloftherandom:

mresundance:

reckonedrightly:

indypendenthistory:

On Sep 13, 1944, a princess from India lay dead at Dachau concentration camp. She had been tortured by the Nazis, then shot in the head. Her name was Noor Inayat Khan. The Germans knew her only as Nora Baker, a British spy who had gone into occupied France using the code name Madeline. She carried her transmitter from safe house to safe house with the Gestapo trailing her, providing communications for her Resistance unit.

Oh my God, yes. Let’s talk about Noor Inayat Khan.

  • Wireless operators in France had a life expectancy of six weeks. Noor was actively transmitting for over three times as long.
  • While she was in France, every other wireless operator in her network was slowly picked off until she was the last radio link between London and Paris. It was “the most dangerous and important post in France”.  
  • She was offered a way back to Britain and refused.
  • In fact, in her transmissions to London, she once said that she was having the time of her life, and thanked them for giving her the opportunity to do this.
  • She was captured by the Gestapo, but never gave up: she made three attempt escapes. One involved asking to take a bath, insisting on being allowed to close the door to preserve her modesty, and then clambering onto the roof of the Gestapo HQ in Paris.
  • Her last word before being shot was, “Liberté!”

The term BAMF was coined for such persons. 

Her entire life, and her mother’s life as well, are FASCINATING. A Royal, Muslim, Anglo-Indian woman in WWII… Could we have a sweeping FACTUAL movie please. Like now?

Yet another story I would like to read.

You guys! There IS A MOVIE!

Enemy of the Reich: The Noor Inayat Khan Story 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X2nM12xbAUM

(via keendrugs)

lipstickstainedlove:

scatteringstarslikesprinkles:

a-face-to-forget:

huntingloki:

stoneandbloodandwater:

Sweet Dreams (Are Made Of This) (1983) Vs. Seven Nation Army (2003)

YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND THIS IS LITERALLY THE SOUND OF COOL

Press play and you will find yourself wearing a long black coat on a windy city street holding a firearm that won’t be invented for another 50 years, your voice will be a full octave deeprer AND YOUR HAIR WILL LOOK PERFECT.

if only Lucifer had his theme song this would be it

omfg

Help

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♡ ♡ ♡ changjae a one sided love/otp basically ♡ ♡ ♡ 

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hayleynichole:

aaawhyme:

tobejuliaagain:

aetheling:


 “Pooh and his friends were given as gifts by author A. A. Milne to his son Christopher Robin Milne between 1920 and 1922. Pooh was purchased in London at Harrods for Christopher’s first birthday. Christopher later gave them to publisher E. P. Dutton, who in turn donated them to the New York Public Library.”


Oh my god. Oh my god.

This is them, guys. This is them. Got chills.

this makes me want to cry

hayleynichole:

aaawhyme:

tobejuliaagain:

aetheling:

“Pooh and his friends were given as gifts by author A. A. Milne to his son Christopher Robin Milne between 1920 and 1922. Pooh was purchased in London at Harrods for Christopher’s first birthday. Christopher later gave them to publisher E. P. Dutton, who in turn donated them to the New York Public Library.”

Oh my god. Oh my god.

This is them, guys. This is them. Got chills.

this makes me want to cry

(via americandauntless)

my life my dreams my childhood my happiness

all in 28 gifs

(Source: disney-where-dreams-come-true, via americandauntless)

I went to the mall, and a little girl called me a terrorist. 

My name is Ela.  I am seventeen years old.  I am not Muslim, but my friend told me about her friend being discriminated against for wearing a hijab.  So I decided to see the discrimination firsthand to get a better understanding of what Muslim women go through. 

My friend and I pinned scarves around our heads, and then we went to the mall.  Normally, vendors try to get us to buy things and ask us to sample a snack.  Clerks usually ask us if we need help, tell us about sales, and smile at us.  Not today.  People, including vendors, clerks, and other shoppers, wouldn’t look at us.  They didn’t talk to us.  They acted like we didn’t exist.  They didn’t want to be caught staring at us, so they didn’t look at all. 

And then, in one store, a girl (who looked about four years old) asked her mom if my friend and I were terrorists.  She wasn’t trying to be mean or anything.  I don’t even think she could have grasped the idea of prejudice.  However, her mother’s response is one I can never forgive or forget.  The mother hushed her child, glared at me, and then took her daughter by the hand and led her out of the store. 

All that because I put a scarf on my head.  Just like that, a mother taught her little girl that being Muslim was evil.  It didn’t matter that I was a nice person.  All that mattered was that I looked different.  That little girl may grow up and teach her children the same thing. 

This experiment gave me a huge wakeup call.  It lasted for only a few hours, so I can’t even begin to imagine how much prejudice Muslim girls go through every day.  It reminded me of something that many people know but rarely remember: the women in hijabs are people, just like all those women out there who aren’t Muslim. 

People of Tumblr, please help me spread this message.  Treat Muslims, Jews, Christians, Buddhists, Hindus, Pagans, Taoists, etc., exactly the way you want to be treated, regardless of what they’re wearing or not wearing, no exceptions.  Reblog this.  Tell your friends.  I don’t know that the world will ever totally wipe out prejudice, but we can try, one blog at a time.  

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cootyxqueen:

quizicalgin:

hawayso:

MISSING
Suad Wardere, 15, was last seen on the morning of July 9 in the Jane Street and Finch Avenue West area. TORONTO POLICE SERVICE
She is described as black, five-feet five-inches tall, 110 pounds, with a thin build and black hair.
Wardere was wearing a pink hijab, a long navy blue dress and a white shirt.
Police are concerned for her safety.
Anyone with information is asked to contact Toronto Police Service at 416-808-3100 or Kingston Police Force at 1-613-549-4660, Crime Stoppers anonymously at 416-222-TIPS (8477), online at www.222tips.com, or text TOR and your message to CRIMES (274637).
Please keep Suad in your Duas may she be found safe insha’allah

get her home get her home!

cootyxqueen:

quizicalgin:

hawayso:

MISSING

Suad Wardere, 15, was last seen on the morning of July 9 in the Jane Street and Finch Avenue West area. TORONTO POLICE SERVICE

She is described as black, five-feet five-inches tall, 110 pounds, with a thin build and black hair.

Wardere was wearing a pink hijab, a long navy blue dress and a white shirt.

Police are concerned for her safety.

Anyone with information is asked to contact Toronto Police Service at 416-808-3100 or Kingston Police Force at 1-613-549-4660, Crime Stoppers anonymously at 416-222-TIPS (8477), online at www.222tips.com, or text TOR and your message to CRIMES (274637).

Please keep Suad in your Duas may she be found safe insha’allah

get her home get her home!

(via keendrugs)

http://shot-oflightning.tumblr.com/post/91631378305/zutara-week-2014-day-1-melancholy

shot-oflightning:

Zutara Week 2014

Day 1 – Melancholy

Zuko rarely smiles. Well, at least that was how he was before – before the end of the war. Now he is different. Now he smirks back at Toph whenever they make bets, grins at Aang’s new silly bending tricks, cracks jokes along with Sokka and laughs at…

dangerhamster:

heartyglobe:

filed under: things celebrities say that the media sweeps under the rug to continue making controversy over them being “awful role models”

[x]

(via americandauntless)

blinkpopshift:

Everything I said was quoted from comments made on my channel. 

to quote James O’claire, this really was post-post-modern as fffffff. Maybe now they’ll get it

(via motorcyclles)

dafuq? that would mean the father had his first child at 8. 8 is tooooo young to be boning. I don’t even think I knew what sex was at 8

(Source: bgcoonxygen, via ruinedchildhood)