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probablyjoel:

Of course I took a picture of the supermoon.

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Tips for Overcoming Insecurity

onlinecounsellingcollege:

1. Believe you can make progress, and start to overcome it. That is the first, and the most important, step.

2. Think about a time when you took a chance, and pushed through your fear, and it worked out well. Remember that feeling – it can happen again.

3. Look for a role model - someone you relate to - who managed to overcome their insecurities. Let them inspire you and learn from their success.

4. Let go of the past, and whatever holds you back. Just focus on this moment, and taking one step now.

5. Stop resisting change – let whatever happens happen. You may discover that it works out even better than you’d thought.

6. Let the stress fall away and allow peace to flood your mind. As you learn to relax you’ll start to feel more confident.

dietcrush:

mcdonalds is that white boy in class who tells everyone he’d date a black girl

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going-to-faerie-see-ya-never:

all-four-cheekbones:

daftwithoneshoe:

Shut up. I needed a kitten stealing a pancake on my blog.

Honestly, if you don’t need a kitten stealing a pancake on your blog, it had better be because you already have a kitten stealing a pancake on your blog.

Now I want pancakes

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"Otters have a skin flap that forms a pocket so they can keep their favorite rock with them. They use this rock to break open mollusks when eating. Some otters go their entire lives carrying the same rock!” source

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adapto:

Body comparative #48 (1,2)

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khaleesibeyonce:

LOL YES.

standwithpalestine:

Homeless Palestinian couples got married today (Sunday August 17th, 2014) at a UN-run school in Rafah, southern Gaza sheltering thousands of people from Israeli attacks. Israel continued to deliberately target civilian homes and reduced them to rubble making another 500,000 Palestinians homeless during its most recent assault on Gaza, the majority off whom are already refugees after Zionist forces expelled them from their homes in the build up to the creation of the state of Israel in 1948.

(Photos: Ibraheem Abu Mustafa / Reuters)

samchekov:

heyfunniest:

WOW

If you ever feel bad about running a 16 minute mile

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shatteredchrystal:

runaon:

a-little-bi-furious:

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samjoonyuh:

Perspective. 

"Looting? I thought these were supposed to be nonviolent protests"

I know it’s incredible! People are literally coming out of the woodwork to comment on this photoset to focus on the looting headline with “well yes it is nice they were helping people hit with the tear gas, but stealing is still wrong uwu” as if they’re back to kindergarten morality.

Like everyone who’s gone to boot camp I’ve been tear gassed. They put about 50+ of you in a gas chamber and toss it in. You have to stay there until your rank is allowed to exit. Before that though, you have to say your name, rank, and social security number. You then exit and file into ranks (again) outside and are not allowed at any point to rinse your face or eyes for the entire day.

That right there? Easily the worst part of boot camp. My eyes were literally swollen shut. I was blinded for a good 30 minutes and my chest hurt for days.

I have zero problem and not and ounce of judgement for people raiding a mcdonalds that can easily afford to repair damage for ANYTHING to help ease the shittiness that is being tear gassed. Esp because every one of us in boot were medically sound to deal with tear gas. Children, asthmatics, people prone to panic and anxiety attacks, the elderly as sooo many more are NOT going to handle tear gas well at ALL.

Or that smoke the police use either.

It’s easy to sit there and judge someone from the safety of your home and say things like “it’s just tear gas” or “it can’t be that bad”.

Fuck you. As someone who HAS been gassed, you need to stfu.

I remember all the preparation they did to get us ready for the gas chamber in boot camp. We were taught how to handle ourselves, how to control our breathing, not to touch anything, how to avoid the worst of the gas. But it still didn’t matter. I remember taking in that first breath and feeling like I had just been kicked in the chest. I remember a few guys in my platoon falling down and vomiting. We knew the gas wasn’t as bad on the floor but we were the fifth platoon through and the vomit kept us from bending over more than absolutely necessary. I remember a few guys, guys in peak health training to be infantrymen, breaking ranks and running for the door only to be dragged back in kicking and screaming until they said name, rank and serial. They were expecting it, trained for it, bragging about how it wouldn’t bother them.
I remember standing there with all of the mucus from my nasal cavity on the front of my ACUs and thinking to myself “This is the nonviolent option?”
Covered head to toe and my skin still itching I looked down at the silver wedding band hanging next to my dog tags and realized that the gas had eaten little pits into its surface.
I stood there and thought of all the news reports I had seen over the years. The uprisings and revolutionaries being gassed, the crowds running from men in masks.
That’s the moment I got it, staring at my ruined wedding band, that’s the moment I realized terrorism isn’t about bombs or who is using them. It’s about controlling people through fear. It’s about removing their ability to act reasonably, to make them seem like the monsters. Terrorism is about triggering people to fight or flight then blaming them for not being rational. It’s about power. Remove someone’s power to act with reason, and you remove their humanity.

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softerworld:

A Softer World: 1143

(come on in, the waters of oblivion are warm!)

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fotojournalismus:

Three-year-old Nino sits in an Ebola isolation center in a closed school on August 14, 2014 in Monrovia, Liberia. (John Moore/Getty Images)

meladoodle:

meladoodle:

The trick to a happy life is to literally never expect anything from anyone ever

The second trick to a happy life is using roller skates as an exclusive mode of transport