Tumblr Loves Halloween
How many times can you wear it between washes?
Huh. I think this is the most important thing I’ve ever reblogged.
hello we’re in 2014 and vegeta being an overly enthusiastic good father is still as hilarious a concept as ever
Ferguson residents return for another day of protesting to find that overnight the police had ripped up their signs and threw them in the dumpster.
These are the disease outbreaks that could have been prevented by proper vaccination according to the Council on Foreign Relations. You can explore the interactive map here.
Check out the thousands of whooping cough cases in the United States in 2011 and the measles outbreaks plaguing Europe.
Would also be interested to see the speed of decline in rotavirus, meningitis, and pneumonia deaths in south Asia and subsaharan Africa due to vaccines for those diseases.
The thing that’s so disgusting about the murders of Trayvon Martin, Mike Brown, Sean Bell etc (a very long list) is that it’s not like we’re trying to figure out who killed them. We know perfectly well. We’re just trying to figure out if that black kid deserved to die. They’re humanity is put on trial, like being a person wasn’t enough. Black people literally have to prove that we’re worthy of living.
if you dont have me on facebook you are probably not missing out on any posts but the comment section is important too lmao
I went to the Renaissance faire dressed as a warrior. I had a real sword with me, too. I was standing (in character) next to a sword-fighting ring, where kids of all ages got the chance to pick up a sword and challenge the champion. Some woman walks by, with her little girl. The girl starts walking towards the ring, saying she wants to fight. But the mom pulled her away hella sharply, and was like, “That’s for boys.” You don’t want to be a BOY, do you?” And the girl looked around and saw me. I think she thought I was a boy; I had my hair in a ponytail, and was wearing a hood. So she comes up to me and asks me, “Do you think girls can be fighters, too?” And her mom looks like she’s silently gloating. Like she thinks I’m going to say no. So I take off my hood, untie my hair so that it flows freely, and kneel before her. And I’m like, “Milady, anyone can be a fighter.” I swear, the look on that mother’s face made my day.
This post was good but then it got better