In this media-drenched, data-rich, channel-surfing, computer-gaming age, we have lost the art of doing nothing, of shutting out the background noise and distractions, of slowing down and simply being alone with our thoughts. Boredom—the word itself hardly existed 150 years ago—is a modern invention. Remove all stimulation, and we fidget, panic and look for something, anything, to do to make use of the time. When did you last see someone just gazing out the window on a train? Everyone is too busy reading the paper, playing video games, listening to iPods, working on the laptop, yammering into mobile phones.
Carl Honore, In Praise of Slowness: Challenging the Cult of Speed (via darkenedanddazzled)

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humansofnewyork:

"I spent four years studying to get a degree in law, and I’ve spent almost as long trying to find a job. Here, unless you’re the family of someone in government, nobody will hire you. I sold my last cow, and now my money is almost completely gone. I’m getting evicted so I’ll have no choice but to go back to the village with my grandparents. At least we have farms there. After all this time in school, I’ve almost forgotten how to dig.” (Kampala, Uganda)

humansofnewyork:

"I spent four years studying to get a degree in law, and I’ve spent almost as long trying to find a job. Here, unless you’re the family of someone in government, nobody will hire you. I sold my last cow, and now my money is almost completely gone. I’m getting evicted so I’ll have no choice but to go back to the village with my grandparents. At least we have farms there. After all this time in school, I’ve almost forgotten how to dig.” 

(Kampala, Uganda)

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flirtytwink:

I just wanna do cute things with you like crush the patriarchy, fight for gender equality and help to destroy racism

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nateswinehart:

Being good to each other is so important, guys.

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charleypollard:

i want female villains whose backstory don’t revolve around men breaking their hearts or wanting to be more beautiful than another girl  i want female villains who are evil for the fun of it and i want female villains with tragic backstories that don’t revolve around men i want female villains with backstories and motives just as diverse and complex as male villains i’m so sick of female villains who are only motivated by men and girlhate

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humansofnewyork:

"The landlord doesn’t care how much furniture you’ve sold this month."(Kampala, Uganda)

humansofnewyork:

"The landlord doesn’t care how much furniture you’ve sold this month."

(Kampala, Uganda)

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humansofnewyork:

"They sometimes ask me about their grandmother, and I only tell them about the good times. I don’t want to worry them with all the things my mother and I had to go through when I was growing up.""What’s your fondest memory of your mother?”"We were so poor that every day she’d have to go out and try to find us some food. And on the days when she came home empty handed, she’d help us forget our hunger by putting on music and dancing for us."(Jinja, Uganda)

humansofnewyork:

"They sometimes ask me about their grandmother, and I only tell them about the good times. I don’t want to worry them with all the things my mother and I had to go through when I was growing up."
"What’s your fondest memory of your mother?
"We were so poor that every day she’d have to go out and try to find us some food. And on the days when she came home empty handed, she’d help us forget our hunger by putting on music and dancing for us."

(Jinja, Uganda)

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There are friendships I’ve mourned over where too much history got in the way. There were too many harsh words and broken promises and silent disagreements, and it rotted to an impatient grave. But there are others where we traveled the jagged road of reconciliation, mending wounds and untying knots and covering with grace: and on the other end of this is an ocean-deep intimacy of perseverance that couldn’t be reached any other way. We had to wrestle with the ugly parts of our nature. Demons were exposed. Secrets were spilled. Yet there is a joy in this sort of enduring friendship that goes the long distance; there’s a crazy sort of laughter with a lifelong friend that is colored by the weight of heels digging into the ground, a love that says, ‘I’m staying.’ We see it in the cross, and we can have it now, even in a world such as this.

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joshuadparker:

I live constantly between states of sleep deprivation and intense caffeination.

Really though.

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