Jeanette Winterson, All I Know About Gertrude Stein

massacre

the Syrian dictator Assad, along with Putin, are about to completely massacre an entire city - Aleppo. the Syrian army has taken over 98% of the city. families are sitting together, praying, knowing any minute will be their last minute on earth. civilians are tweeting their last goodbyes, sending out last minute pleas for someone, anyone, to help.

imagine that. sitting with the people you love, holding each other, hearing nothing but their harsh breathing and the clash of bombs completely destroying your home, killing your neighbors, your friends, you. just imagine that. i cant, i really cannot.

the U.N. has already called Syria the worst humanitarian crisis in this century. experts are saying this massacre rivals that of WW2 (not to take away from the holocaust) in terms of how heinous and completely disgusting it is.

i’m not the best with words, with conveying me emotions. but please take a moment out of your time to acknowledge this, at least. this is the worst humanitarian crisis happening on Earth right now, according to the U.N. this is a breach of human rights, of all our rights. you should be concerned, in the least.

ummm hi do u remember me? we were two bacterias in the acidic springs of ethiopia and we were friends

Since I’m trying to be more active on Tumblr, I wanted to reintroduce my webcomic Countdown to Countdown to the peeps on this site!

Iris Black, a young man that possesses the special ability to bring drawings to life, is sheltered in a correctional facility that houses other “gifted” people like him. Outcasted for his inability to suppress his powers, he yearns to find himself a space where he can use his powers freely. His chance comes one night when a handsome intruder sneaks in to the lab.

If you’re interested in rivals forced to work together to overthrow capitalism, supernatural teens, and messy families, read his story!

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[updates every Wednesday with 2-4 pages at 8 PM EST]

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i am feeling emotional about the people in my phone because we are literally witnessing each others lives and growth in such an intimately distant way. i know your favourite book passages but i don't know your last name and if i make it to 60 i will probably still think of you often even then

Shoko Ieiri

how is it that i've spent 24 years on this earth without knowing who Woody Strode was?

family (???) feud