Nicole. 21. England. I'm trying my best to be happy, to be more creative, and to truly feel alive rather than simply existing.This blog is just an outlet for me to express my thoughts, feelings and interests, and to find things that inspire me and make me smile.
For this series, photographer An-Sofie Kesteleyn traveled from Ohio to Texas to photograph kids with guns. Crickett rifles are designed for children between the ages of five and twelve. The .22-calibre guns are lightweight, made to smaller proportions, and come in a variety of colors. For me, the innocence and potential of youth is a clear symbol of hope – and a gun, no matter what its size or color, is a symbol of death and destruction, the very antithesis of hope.
holy fuck, thing about how pureblood wizards would react to reading things like “the hound of baskervile” and other mystery books where the muggles expect a magical source for troubles but its just other muggles and this just throws wizard born kids right the fuck off.
like of course the ghoul from scooby doo is haunting that place thats what they do wAIT HOLY FUCK YOU MEAN IT WASNT A GHOUL? WAAAT and muggle born wizards just chuckling to themselves
Muggle-born students being taught about the spell obliviate and immediately declaring their wands ‘neuralyzers’ and spending the rest of the day erasing people’s memories and quoting Men In Black, much to the confusion of the purebloods. But there’s this one muggle-born professor who thinks it’s hilarious and proclaims himself Agent K and magics up black sunglasses for all the people who get it and they spend the day annoying the hell out of everyone.
It’s been so foggy the last couple of days that all the spiderwebs are coated in drops of dew. You don’t realize how many there are until they’re suddenly highlighted like this. I’m actually pretty scared of spiders, but these webs were too beautiful to resist.
I’m absolutely petrified of spiders, but I have to admit that they do create some beautiful and incredible little homes.
they outlawed this move just because she was the only woman who could do it.
Surya Bonaly was infamous for (among other things) doing aone blade backflip in the 1998 Olympics, and is the ONLY figure skater who’s ever pulled that off. Not just the only woman, the only figure skater PERIOD. There’s like all ofthree Olympic-class male skaters who did backflips in their routines, and NONE of them could do it one blade.
But wait, there’s more.
Backflips were banned from the 1976 Olympics onward on the official justification that skating jumps are supposed to be landed on one blade, whereas backflips are landed on both blades. The unofficial justification was it was too dangerous, both to the athlete and to the rink — if you didn’t land it perfectly, you could not only break your ankle, but also punch THROUGH the ice surface.
Surya Bonaly was openly contemptuous of the figure skating judges, because they were a bunch of openly racist white men who always screwed her over by giving her lower scores than she deserved. That one-blade backflip was her ultimate FUCK YOU! to the Olympics judges, because she took an “illegal” backflip and made it legal by landing it on one blade. Pretty much DARING them to mark her down for being epic awesome and pulling a move that their precious coddled white girls didn’t have the guts to even think about.
They did, of course. White racism knows no bounds. But she utterly owned them with that move.
not only did she do a fucking backflip and land, she landed then went right into a triple loop. like holy fuck
Timothy Clark Smith’s grave in New Haven’s Evergreen Cemetery. Smith was a 19th century doctor with an incurable fear, taphephobia — defined as an irrationally morbid fear of being buried alive. Fear of being buried alive was elaborated to the extent that those who could afford it would make all sorts of arrangements for the construction of a “safety coffin”, or other safety measures to put in place. Dr. Smith was buried in a specially prepared grave with his face positioned beneath a cement tube that leads to the surface. The 6ft tube ended at a piece of 14×14 inch plate glass allowing Tim to gaze upward towards the Vermont skies in the event that he was buried alive. For extra protection, a bell was supposedly placed in his hands that he could ring in case he woke up.