These Scars Remain..
My name is Keisha. I'm currently working on trying to find happiness in simplicity. The deeply wounded have trouble with that. This is my journey, keep up if you can(:
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prosthetic-dance:

Sarah Lamb and Steven McRae in David Dawson’s The Human Seasons

prosthetic-dance:

Sarah Lamb and Steven McRae in David Dawson’s The Human Seasons

Dance, when you’re broken open. Dance, if you’ve torn the bandage off. Dance in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance when you’re perfectly free.

(Source: featuringod)

lovequotesrus:

Everything you love is here

lovequotesrus:

Everything you love is here

thedashinghoodlum:

stay-in-reality-liberals:

skies-ofskaia:

barrelsofdwarrows:

sign-of-innocence:

see-kevin:

World History in a nutshell. 

This is literally the best fucking metaphor for World History and you cannot tell me otherwise.

Except no, this is totally WRONG.

The Air Nomads are based on Tibetian monks, as well as other cultures with concepts of Buddhism. This is reflected in the practice of shaving their heads, meditation, and vegetarianism. Aang’s clothes are very similar to that of the Shaolin monks. Even the location and architecture of the air temples resembles those found in Tibet.

The Fire Nation is inspired by the government and politics of Imperialist and Maoist China (as well as Imperial Japan). There was a little thing called Free Tibet a few years back which was quite in vogue with you psuedo-social-justice types. Do you remember what that was about? In 1951, China invaded Tibet and claimed sovereignty over them. As with most wars, depending on whose views you share, stories can differ. The Chinese (*cough*fire nation*cough*) claim to have reduced taxes, unemployment and built schools. However they achieved this through extortion, torture, murder, and oppression of the Tibetan culture. Thus, Avatar’s Hundred Year War.

The Water tribes are based on Inuit people. This one is really obvious. They share the same visual coding of colour, use furs in the clothing, live in polar regions in igloos and yurts, and rely on fishing as their primary food source.

The Earth Kingdom is a mixing pot of various Asiatic cultures including China, India, Korea, Thailand and Japan. Each city/town will reflect some of these more strongly than the others. 

If you agree with the labelling in the above gifset, you’ve either completely missed the point of Avatar, or just don’t give a fuck about actual World History or anything outside of what’s popular with tumblr “social justice”. You all harp on about needing more representation in the media but as soon as you’re given something as beautiful as Avatar, with a huge diversity of non-Eurocentric cultures, you completely misconstrue it. What you’ve done is erased the importance of all these individual (and indigenous) cultures, and replaced it with your own (anti-white) political agenda.

(And honestly, who uses umbrella labels like “asians” and “white people”. That’s ignorant and racist as fuck)

Bless Tumblr user barrelsofdwarrows for the above and for calling people out on their narrow-minded bullshit.

That was excellent.

I love history :)

(Source: ruinedchildhood)

stalemuffin:

thempress:

People look down on McDonald’s employees but fail to realize that if all these folks left McDonald’s and pursued “better careers”  your ass wouldn’t be able to get a McDouble with an Oreo McFlurry at 3am. 

You can’t demand a service while simultaneously degrading those who provide it for you. 

also see:

maids, waitresses, janitors, garbage collectors, and construction workers.

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I was told the average girl begins to plan her wedding at the age of 7. She picks the colors and the cake first.

By the age of 10 she knows time, and location.

By 17 she’s already chosen a gown, 2 bridesmaids and a maid of honor.

By 23 she’s waiting for a man who wont break out in hives when he hears the word “commitment”, someone who doesn’t smell like a Band-Aid drenched in lonely, someone who isn’t a temporary solution to the empty side of the bed, someone who’ll hold her hand like it’s the only one they’ve ever seen.

To be honest, I don’t know what kind of tux I’ll be wearing, I have no clue what my wedding will look like.

But I imagine the women who pins my last to hers will butterfly down the aisle like a 5 foot promise.

I imagine her smile will be so large that you’ll see it on google maps, and know exactly where our wedding is being held.

The woman that I plan to marry will have champagne in her walk, and I will get drunk on her footsteps.

When the pastor asks if I take this woman to be my wife, I will say yes before he finishes the sentence. I’ll apologize later for being impolite but I will also explain him that our first kiss happened 6 years ago and I’ve been practicing my “Yes” for past 2, 165 days.

When people ask me about my wedding I never really know what to say, but when they ask me about my future wife I always tell them her eyes are the only Christmas lights that deserve to be seen all year long. I say she thinks too much, misses her father, loves to laugh, and she’s terrible at lying because her face never figured out how to do it correctly.

I tell them if my alarm clock sounded like her voice, my snooze button would collect dust. I tell them if she came in a bottle I would drink her until my vision is blurry and my friends take away my keys. If she was a book, I would memorize her table of contents. I would read her cover-to-cover, hoping to find typos, just so we can both have a few things to work on.

Because aren’t we all unfinished? Don’t we all need a little editing Aren’t we all waiting to be proofread by someone? Aren’t we all praying they will tell us that we make sense? She don’t always make sense, but her imperfections are the things I love about her the most.

I don’t know when I will be married. I don’t know where I will be married but I do know this, whenever I’m asked about my future wife— I always say: …She’s a lot like you.
Rudy Francisco (via creatingaquietmind)

(Source: katcossio)

If you look at the fact that you have a roof over your head, food to eat, that you are young and beautiful and live in a peaceful land, then no, you have nothing to be sad about. But the fact is, we are not only a physical body, we have souls too, and sometimes our souls get sick. If you break a leg you don’t just say ‘I have no reason to have a broken leg’ and ignore it; you seek help. It’s the same when your soul gets hurt. Don’t apologize for being sad.
My doctor when I told her I had no reason to be sad (via hrive-ithiliel)

activemindsinc:

catsbeaversandducks:

Post-it Notes Left on the Train

Writer and illustrator October Jones, the creative genius behind Text From Dog and these funny train commute doodles, is at it again with these hilarious motivational post-it notes that he leaves on the train and in other random places.The upbeat doodles, which star Jones’ adorable character Peppy the Inspirational Cat, convey positive and funny messages meant to motivate daily commuters. Whether you’re feeling the Monday blues or in need of some encouragement, Jones’ delightful post-it notes are sure to brighten your day and remind you just how awesome you are.

Via My Modern Metropolis 

This is awesome!

I survived because the fire inside me burned brighter than the fire around me.
Joshua Graham (via outdoor-anarchy)
That’s the problem with putting others first; you’ve taught them you come second.
You don’t ever really let go, though. You don’t stop. You don’t stop hurting, you don’t stop loving. It doesn’t go away, you just keep living and eventually things get pushed into the background of your life so it’s not consuming you every day. And then one day you know you’re okay. It still hurts, you still miss that person. And yeah, you forget the details. The way she smelled, the way her mouth tasted, how her skin felt, the sound of her voice. It’s almost like a different life, a different person that loved her, was with her. But on a day-to-day level, you know you’re okay. Sort of.
Falling Into You (Jasinda Wilder)

(Source: wordsthat-speak)

I cry everytime!

I cry everytime!