mvtk42:

ironychan:

What, exactly, are all the skeletons fighting about?

Did somebody assassinate Archduke Femurdinand?

When I read this I put my phone down, walked out of the room, then sat at my kitchen table reevaluating the life choices I’ve made that led me to this moment.

gohomeluhan:

As I’m walking through Target with my little sister, the kid somehow manages to convince me to take a trip down the doll aisle. I know the type - brands that preach diversity through displays of nine different variations of white and maybe a black girl if you’re lucky enough. What I instead found as soon as I turned into the aisle were these two boxes.

The girl on the left is Shola, an Afghani girl from Kabul with war-torn eyes. Her biography on the inside flap tells us that “her country has been at war since before she was born”, and all she has left of her family is her older sister. They’re part of a circus, the one source of light in their lives, and they read the Qur’an. She wears a hijab.

The girl on the right is Nahji, a ten-year-old Indian girl from Assam, where “young girls are forced to work and get married at a very early age”. Nahji is smart, admirable, extremely studious. She teaches her fellow girls to believe in themselves. In the left side of her nose, as tradition mandates, she has a piercing. On her right hand is a henna tattoo.

As a Pakistani girl growing up in post-9/11 America, this is so important to me. The closest thing we had to these back in my day were “customizable” American Girl dolls, who were very strictly white or black. My eyes are green, my hair was black, and my skin is brown, and I couldn’t find my reflection in any of those girls. Yet I settled, just like I settled for the terrorist jokes boys would throw at me, like I settled for the butchered pronunciations of names of mine and my friends’ countries. I settled for a white doll, who at least had my eyes if nothing else, and I named her Rabeea and loved her. But I still couldn’t completely connect to her.

My little sister, who had been the one to push me down the aisle in the first place, stopped to stare with me at the girls. And then the words, “Maybe they can be my American Girls,” slipped out of her mouth. This young girl, barely represented in today’s society, finally found a doll that looks like her, that wears the weird headscarf that her grandma does and still manages to look beautiful.

I turned the dolls’ boxes around and snapped a picture of the back of Nahji’s. There are more that I didn’t see in the store; a Belarusian, an Ethiopian, a Brazilian, a Laotian, a Native American, a Mexican. And more.

These are Hearts 4 Hearts dolls, and while they haven’t yet reached all parts of the world (I think they have yet to come out with an East Asian girl), they need all the support they can get so we can have a beautiful doll for every beautiful young girl, so we can give them what our generation never had.

Please don’t let this die. If you know a young girl, get her one. I know I’m buying Shola and Nahji for my little sister’s next birthday, because she needs a doll with beautiful brown skin like hers, a doll who wears a hijab like our older sister, a doll who wears real henna, not the blue shit white girls get at the beach.

The Hearts 4 Hearts girls are so important. Don’t overlook them. Don’t underestimate them. These can be the future if we let them.

You can read more about the dolls here: http://www.playmatestoys.com/brands/hearts-for-hearts-girls

frightfens:

i love you more than anyone in my life

frightfens:

i love you more than anyone in my life

geothebio:

are you a busy college student in need of a cheap, quick lunch on the go?

well then this is for you, friend.

what you need:

  • instant ramen block (usually about 29 cents USD each)
  • parsley flakes (optional)
  • any veggies you may want to add (i recommend green onion, but this is optional, i didn’t use any veggies in mine because i didn’t have any)
  • mason jar (the smallest size u can find around ur house)
  • a microwave (if your school doesn’t have them you could add the boiling water the day before and just eat them cold but that’s kind of gross i like them warm)
  • water
  • a microwave safe cup for your water (schools usually offer u paper cups but if not just take one with u and chuck it after you’re done)
  • a fork to eat your food with (most schools also offer this for free)

i did all of this the night before, because i have no time to fix much of anything for lunch in the morning.

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step 1: add your seasonings and veggies to the bottom (i don’t have any veggies rn)

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step 2: break up your noodles and add them to the top (leave room for water. the jar i used was really small so it only held a half a block of ramen)

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step 3: seal up with the lid and stash in your bag for when u get to lunch time!

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like i said before, your school should offer u paper cups or something but if they dont, they’re really cheap at the dollar store. u get like 20 for $1 or something.

get some water from a drinking fountain and microwave it until it boils, then just pour it into your jar (carefully!!!) and seal up and stash it back in your bag to eat in class! or eat it right away (let it cool)! also make sure your jar is properly sealed and spill proof before u do this, friends.

i tend to like my ramen very plain, but you could really add anything you want. also, if you have leftover noodles that didn’t fit in your jar, save them for another lunch and just crumble up a chicken bullion cube for the broth.

darning-socks:

You’re allowed to be sad, but please don’t think that nobody loves you.

By Riy [tumblr | twitter | deviantart]

tumblebuggie:

Hey guys, Threadless is having a sale, that’s pretty good prices there.

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Get it while you can yo, those who missed out on the prints can grab them now for $20, super cheap for canvas prints. 

johngallianoformargiela:

proof that sometimes the best thing is being your own biggest supporter 

korrastyle:

Dear Mom and Dad,

I arrived in Republic City a couple weeks ago and couldn’t be happier. It’s nice to be back at the temple and it’s great to see my friends again.

Don’t worry, I’m taking it easy, but hopefully I’ll be back in action soon. I miss you both very much. Please give Naga a big hug for me.

Love,
Korra

waystiel:

ermahgeerd:

sexypotassium:

why does no one ever talk about what fire actually is like it’s not a solid, liquid or gas, it’s just kinda there

this is one of the things that have mindfucked me since forever
like what is it

I asked my chemistry teacher this the other day and he said it’s technically a gas but then he whispered that it’s actually not and scientists just don’t want to admit that they have no fucking clue
my chemistry teacher’s great

Has anyone else noticed that February 2015 is the perfect month?

themaskednegro:

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