Just a fraction of the cool stuff I learned when researching women’s history.
yo gettin married at 22 sounds a lot like leavin a party at 9:30 pm
yeah but you get to leave the party with your favorite person on the planet, and take off all of your makeup, and put on your ugly comfortable clothes and make popcorn and curl up in your bed and watch a movie, and have sex and go to sleep, idk how that sounds like a bad thing.
And everyone else just wakes up alone and hungover.
this is the best thing ive ever heard
today at breakfast break i was just casually eating a packet of finding nemo fruit snacks and everything is normal im talking to shiny eating candy sea creatures buT THEN THEN UNEXPECTEDLY I PULL OUT A FRICKING MIKE WAZOWSKI FROM THIS PACKAGE OF AQUATIC ANIMALS HE IS MONSTER WHY WAS HE HERE THIS IS NOT MONSTERS INC MIKE THIS IS THE OCEAN
This photo won the “Pulitzer Prize” in 1994 by Kevin Carter. The picture shows a sick and hungry child crawling to the UN food camp located about half a mile away. The vulture is waiting for the kid to die so it can eat him. This was a very shocking picture and no one knows what became of the kid, not even Kevin Carter.
We often see such strong pictures and wonder why the photographer didn’t do anything to help. Kevin Carter got a lot hate for not helping the child and leaving as soon as he took the photograph. Three months after he received the Pulitzer Prize, he committed suicide because of depression.
I will never understand why he left the kid there and walked away.
I lived in denial for as long as I possibly could. Until the age of 18, I would take the Oxford Tube, which is a public bus. Then it got to the point where the fact that I was on the bus would spread from one end to the other. I’d think, Why am I doing this to myself? Ignoring fame was my rebellion, in a funny way. I was insistent on being normal and doing normal things.
It was Hermione.
"But she didn’t look like Hermione at all. She had done something with her hair; it was no longer bushy but sleek and shiny, and twisted up into an elegant knot at the back of her head. She was wearing robes made of a floaty, periwinkle-blue material…” - Ch23 | THE YULE BALL