idk why people get so mad when their favorite band becomes famous. if the weird bluegrass I like was on the radio id be stoked. it would be like “hey let’s change the channel. what’s on this station? weird bluegrass? what about on z100. MORE weird bluegrass? i wish just for once the radio would finally play a song featuring Pitbull. “ 

mooneyedandglowing:

"I want that ‘I spend a disproportionate amount of time on your facebook profile’ type love. That ‘Girl, I want to take you out to Commons’ type love. That ‘I wanna know your name before my tongue goes down your throat’ type love, but it’s also that ‘like’ type love. It’s that ‘I left a spot on my shoulder carved out for your head’ type love. ‘I carved your stories into the inside of my teeth so only I know why I’m smiling’ type of love, cause so far I tend to be the guy that lets go after the honeymoon, yet to be the one to go all in with the 7-2 off-suited clinging to that one heart in my hand & trying to find a pair, so I’ll just wait for the day when I’ll realize that sometimes dancing in the storm is prettier than in the shine, wait for that love that’s more than something a woman gives & a man takes, that love that has no regard for timing or discretion, that love that God writes sunsets about, that Garrett writes poems about, that leaders fought that war, shot that love, that romantics rot for."

(via mooneyedandglowing)

My third grade teacher called my mother and said, ‘Ms. Cox, your son is going to end up in New Orleans in a dress if we don’t get him into therapy.’ And wouldn’t you know, just last week I spoke at Tulane University, and I wore a LOVELY green and black dress.

Laverne Cox, speaking at the University of Kentucky (via so-nyeo-shi-daze)

ardora:

"And on the Mexican border, Someone has ripped through a fence Of reinforced chicken wire With bolt cutters, And erected a hammock By suspending it Between two of the fence’s Concrete pillars.
After swinging gently back and forth, From Texas to Mexico and then From Mexico back to Texas, They doze off; contemptuous Of the security guards Patrolling this artificial demarcation – For, once upon a time, Texas was Mexico And Texas didn’t exist.
When Eugene Debs was imprisoned For conscientious objection in World War One He said, on September 11th 1915, ‘I have no country to fight forMy country is the earthI’m a citizen of the world.’”
– Heathcote Williams, “No Borders”

ardora:

"And on the Mexican border,
Someone has ripped through a fence
Of reinforced chicken wire
With bolt cutters,
And erected a hammock
By suspending it
Between two of the fence’s
Concrete pillars.

After swinging gently back and forth,
From Texas to Mexico and then
From Mexico back to Texas,
They doze off; contemptuous
Of the security guards
Patrolling this artificial demarcation –
For, once upon a time,
Texas was Mexico
And Texas didn’t exist.

When Eugene Debs was imprisoned
For conscientious objection in World War One
He said, on September 11th 1915,
I have no country to fight for
My country is the earth
I’m a citizen of the world.’

– Heathcote Williams, “No Borders

laliberty:

Giant Portrait Shows Drone Operators That People Aren’t “Bug Splats”

From where a drone operator’s sitting, one blurry blob of pixels looks almost exactly like the next blurry blob of pixels, which is how the term “bug splat” worked its way into modern military slang as a way of referring to a kill. Now, though, a giant art installation in Pakistan wants to show drone operators that its people are anything but anonymous white blobs—and that that “bug splat” belongs to an actual human being.

laliberty:

Giant Portrait Shows Drone Operators That People Aren’t “Bug Splats”

From where a drone operator’s sitting, one blurry blob of pixels looks almost exactly like the next blurry blob of pixels, which is how the term “bug splat” worked its way into modern military slang as a way of referring to a kill. Now, though, a giant art installation in Pakistan wants to show drone operators that its people are anything but anonymous white blobs—and that that “bug splat” belongs to an actual human being.

(via peopledontalwayssuck)