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6th January 2014

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sancophaleague:

Earlier this year Zora Ball was your average 1st grader until she decided to create and develop a mobile video game app, making her the youngest person to ever do so. At just 7-years old Zora managed to learn a programming language called “Bootstrap” that is normally used to teach kids ages 12 through 16 the different concepts of Algebra by using video games. Her teachers and family were astonished by her accomplishment. 

She was invited to an expo at the University of Penn where she was put on the spot and asked to reconfigure the app in front of everyone to prove that it was her that developed the mobile app in the first place and not her older brother who is a scholar student. Zora successfully did so and got rid of any doubt that anyone had. 
Zora Ball is now referred to a young prodigy with an extremely bright future in technology and computer science. Young Zora is an example of Black Excellence not having an age requirement.
Written By: @Champion_Us

And no one’s worried that she may also be an example of our youth spending extremely too much time with technology? Get outside, kid!

6th January 2014

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Mine. No filter. No auto-enhance. Just cropped.

Mine. No filter. No auto-enhance. Just cropped.

31st December 2013

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whitelightblackrain:

Witches Going To Their Sabbath By Luis Ricardo Falero (1878)

This is amazing.

whitelightblackrain:

Witches Going To Their Sabbath By Luis Ricardo Falero (1878)

This is amazing.

31st December 2013

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theantidote:

Pharrell Williams - Happy (Official Music Video) (by iamOTHER)

17th September 2013

Link

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28th July 2013

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Bill Murray in Wes Anderson movies

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1st June 2013

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Pretty much.

Pretty much.

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5th May 2013

Video reblogged from Harmony Baudelaire with 137,868 notes

this is such an important collection of images

25th April 2013

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lord-aardvark:

Concept art for Blade Runner by Syd Mead

8th January 2013

Video

Kids in the Hall: Shoveling Coal.

It must be January.

8th January 2013

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I need someone to buy my Nova before I move to Seattle... →

27th December 2012

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sillyfidget:

Girl Meets Guydyke
I’ve identified as lesbian for quite a while, and in retrospect I can honestly say I’ve been one my whole life.  Remember the scene in “But I’m A Cheerleader!” where she remembers all the bouncing breasts and flashes of panties under the other cheerleaders’ skirts and says she thought everyone had those thoughts?  That was me, one hundred percent.  I never did anything naughty with my boyfriends in high school because, frankly, they were nice boys and I felt an attraction to them, but the idea of ever seeing them naked was… Well, I never even considered it.
Once I was comfortable admitting that I was only attracted to girls, I also noticed that I’d never even had a sex dream where Iwasa girl, and that brought forth the notion that I was transgendered.  Not enough to want a sex change or to live as a man, although there was a phase where I wanted to, but just somewhere slightly in the middle.  I love eye makeup way too much to give it up.  Now I usually joke that I’m a drag queen lucky enough to be born with tits.
This was all fine and dandy until I met Brandon.  We fell absolutely head over heels for each other, despite the fact that he knew I was a lesbian and out of bounds, and I knew I was a lesbian and wasn’t approaching our friendship with the thought of it ever becoming more.  We’re almost three years into a relationship now, and every day it gets better.  Literally.  We’re so well suited that it makes you consider all kinds of new age bullshit about reincarnation as a way to explain how two people could be so great together.  And believe me, we’ve been through enough to know if we’re kidding ourselves or not.  I burned down one of his walls within the first six months.  No joke.
Brandon identifies himself as “a lesbian in a man’s body.”  Similarly to me, he has always thought of himself as middle-gendered.  Unlike me, he had to go through some difficult times with himself (and other people) over it before deciding “fuck it, I’m going to be myself and who cares if no one likes it?”  Not surprisingly, this attitude ended up accruing him a boatload of hipster lesbian friends who welcomed him into their various circles and agreed that he was no ordinary guy.  He’s conga-lined at butch Super Bowl parties, and put on his eyeliner to go dancing with the femmes while the stereo blasted Pink.  He’s dated a couple of boys, but only for a short while since he just couldn’t quite get sexually into them.  There’s a sentiment I can easily recognize!  In short, there’s no doubt in my mind as to Brandon’s dyke status.
So, when I see comments like the ones here, in regards to the word “guydyke” and whether or not it’s a legitimate term, I can’t help buy feel offended.  Why do so many people even within the LGBTQ community feel the need to say “Oh, you’re a man attracted to lesbians?  It’s called being a straight man!  YOU’RE NOT SPECIAL.”
I can’t understand how a community so obsessed with proving that people can be any combination of straight/gay, male/female could be so closed-minded as to say that there’s no difference between a lesbian and a straight man besides the dick.  If that’s true, then a lesbian is really just a pre-op transman.  What do you say, girls?  Are you all just straight men?  Do you look at women the same way a straight man does? Do you feel that you’re a straight man trapped in a woman’s body?
OF COURSE NOT.  Unless you identify as transgendered, too, obviously. :)
I feel like this might have something to do with deeply rooted ideas that, where being homosexual makes your life difficult and somewhat dangerous, and being transgendered/transsexual makes it fraught with obstacles and possible danger, being a straight male would be the logical opposite side of the spectrum in regards to social acceptance and privilege.  As a result, if someone can “pass” as a straight male because he likes girls (even if they’re lesbians) and actually is biologically male, the LGBTQ community (not the whole thing, I admit to generalizing here) automatically has its hackles up against him being a part of their group.  After all, part of our PRIDE is that we aren’t afraid to be who we are in the face of adversity, and how much adversity could a boy who likes girls have gone through for his feelings?
I’ll use myself and Brandon as the example for how wrong that is.
Obviously, we look like a straight couple.  If it’s not important, people we meet need never know that we’re both genderqueer and a little faggy.  We’re just any other heterosexual couple to people who see us buying drinks or holding hands.  But we grew up the same as other people who were different inside.  We’ve both been harassed, and threatened, and insulted, and worse.  We’ve had to choose between hiding our real selves and being judged.  And at the end of it, we found someone who could accept us and love us exactly as we are.
If respecting people’s true genders and sexualities and everything else is so vital, don’t tell me Brandon isn’t a transgender lesbian, and don’t tell me I’m a straight girl for being with him.
If who we love isn’t a choice, don’t judge a lesbian for falling for a queer boy.
<3

sillyfidget:

Girl Meets Guydyke

I’ve identified as lesbian for quite a while, and in retrospect I can honestly say I’ve been one my whole life.  Remember the scene in “But I’m A Cheerleader!” where she remembers all the bouncing breasts and flashes of panties under the other cheerleaders’ skirts and says she thought everyone had those thoughts?  That was me, one hundred percent.  I never did anything naughty with my boyfriends in high school because, frankly, they were nice boys and I felt an attraction to them, but the idea of ever seeing them naked was… Well, I never even considered it.

Once I was comfortable admitting that I was only attracted to girls, I also noticed that I’d never even had a sex dream where Iwasa girl, and that brought forth the notion that I was transgendered.  Not enough to want a sex change or to live as a man, although there was a phase where I wanted to, but just somewhere slightly in the middle.  I love eye makeup way too much to give it up.  Now I usually joke that I’m a drag queen lucky enough to be born with tits.

This was all fine and dandy until I met Brandon.  We fell absolutely head over heels for each other, despite the fact that he knew I was a lesbian and out of bounds, and I knew I was a lesbian and wasn’t approaching our friendship with the thought of it ever becoming more.  We’re almost three years into a relationship now, and every day it gets better.  Literally.  We’re so well suited that it makes you consider all kinds of new age bullshit about reincarnation as a way to explain how two people could be so great together.  And believe me, we’ve been through enough to know if we’re kidding ourselves or not.  I burned down one of his walls within the first six months.  No joke.

Brandon identifies himself as “a lesbian in a man’s body.”  Similarly to me, he has always thought of himself as middle-gendered.  Unlike me, he had to go through some difficult times with himself (and other people) over it before deciding “fuck it, I’m going to be myself and who cares if no one likes it?”  Not surprisingly, this attitude ended up accruing him a boatload of hipster lesbian friends who welcomed him into their various circles and agreed that he was no ordinary guy.  He’s conga-lined at butch Super Bowl parties, and put on his eyeliner to go dancing with the femmes while the stereo blasted Pink.  He’s dated a couple of boys, but only for a short while since he just couldn’t quite get sexually into them.  There’s a sentiment I can easily recognize!  In short, there’s no doubt in my mind as to Brandon’s dyke status.

So, when I see comments like the ones here, in regards to the word “guydyke” and whether or not it’s a legitimate term, I can’t help buy feel offended.  Why do so many people even within the LGBTQ community feel the need to say “Oh, you’re a man attracted to lesbians?  It’s called being a straight man!  YOU’RE NOT SPECIAL.”

I can’t understand how a community so obsessed with proving that people can be any combination of straight/gay, male/female could be so closed-minded as to say that there’s no difference between a lesbian and a straight man besides the dick.  If that’s true, then a lesbian is really just a pre-op transman.  What do you say, girls?  Are you all just straight men?  Do you look at women the same way a straight man does? Do you feel that you’re a straight man trapped in a woman’s body?


OF COURSE NOT.  Unless you identify as transgendered, too, obviously. :)


I feel like this might have something to do with deeply rooted ideas that, where being homosexual makes your life difficult and somewhat dangerous, and being transgendered/transsexual makes it fraught with obstacles and possible danger, being a straight male would be the logical opposite side of the spectrum in regards to social acceptance and privilege.  As a result, if someone can “pass” as a straight male because he likes girls (even if they’re lesbians) and actually is biologically male, the LGBTQ community (not the whole thing, I admit to generalizing here) automatically has its hackles up against him being a part of their group.  After all, part of our PRIDE is that we aren’t afraid to be who we are in the face of adversity, and how much adversity could a boy who likes girls have gone through for his feelings?

I’ll use myself and Brandon as the example for how wrong that is.

Obviously, we look like a straight couple.  If it’s not important, people we meet need never know that we’re both genderqueer and a little faggy.  We’re just any other heterosexual couple to people who see us buying drinks or holding hands.  But we grew up the same as other people who were different inside.  We’ve both been harassed, and threatened, and insulted, and worse.  We’ve had to choose between hiding our real selves and being judged.  And at the end of it, we found someone who could accept us and love us exactly as we are.

If respecting people’s true genders and sexualities and everything else is so vital, don’t tell me Brandon isn’t a transgender lesbian, and don’t tell me I’m a straight girl for being with him.

If who we love isn’t a choice, don’t judge a lesbian for falling for a queer boy.

<3

3rd December 2012

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2nd December 2012

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If I had to get a cartoon character tattooed&#8230;

If I had to get a cartoon character tattooed…

2nd December 2012

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