Take that humans
Take that humans
This child was abandoned by her parents. She lives and begs for food on the beach of Tarkali, India. Tourists come and go, but only few look her in the eye (they would prefer not to). And only a few of the few who look her in the eye offer her food. I’m asking you not to glance over her picture and appreciate the quality, but to really see this young, beautiful girl smiling against all odds. She’s one of many children in India who live their lives like this, one of many. By the way, her name is Aasha. (Hope).
((The ability to appreciate and evaluate human aesthetic is not determined by your sexuality))
I was really upset to just read that one of my favourite authors as a young teenager, Ned Vizzini, committed suicide yesterday. He struggled with depression his whole life and he wrote great novels for young people who felt alone, sad or unsure about their place in this world. It’s Kind of a Funny Story is one of the few books I brought with me when I moved, it had such a hopeful and optimistic tone about mental illness and that’s why I think I’m so upset about this.
I’m trying to put my finger on why I feel so unnerved by all this. I think it is because this was a man who fought a hard battle and wrote books about it that spoke to people who were also going through the same things and he ended up losing his battle. The problem with depression is it never really goes away, it just takes a sideline until it sees an opportunity to flare up again. It’s not fair.
I think the best way to honour Ned’s memory is to keep talking about mental health and keep talking to each other. The holidays are a hard time and please, be kind to each other. Don’t be ashamed to ask for help. Although Ned’s story has an unhappy ending, yours doesn’t have to. Here are some resources (feel free to add on):
- Suicide: 800-SUICIDE (800-748-3433) / 1-800-237-TALK, 1-800-784-8433
- Kids Help Phone: 1-800-668-6868
- Rape/Sexual Assault: 800-656-HOPE (800-656-4673)
- Self Harm: 899-DONT-CUT (800-366-8288)
- LifeLine: 1-800-273-8255
- Sexuality: 800-246-PRIDE (800-246-7743) / 1-888/THE-GLNH
- Grief Support: 650-321-5272
- Depression Hotline: 1-630-482-9696 AA/ALA (family & friends of recovering alcoholics): 888-4AL-ANON (888-425-2666)
- Domestic Violence: 866-331-9474
- Teen Relationships: 650-259-7136 Eating Disorders: 847-831-3438
- Post Abortion/Pro-Voice: 1-866-439-4253 Trevor Project: 1-866-488-7386
- Runaway:1-800-843-5200, 1-800-843-5678, 1-800-621-4000
Hello everyone, my name is Ashley, and my sister’s name is Alicia. In April of 2008 my sister was in an hit and run accident, which changed my families lives forever. My sister was only fourteen years old at the time, and she suffered a severe brain injury, and she was in a coma for months on end in the hospital. My sister had to undergo many brain surgeries due to the severe trama to her head, as well as collar bone surgery due to trama to her shoulders and arms. My sister was in the hospital for so long, which resulted in her having little mobility to the right side of her body. Doctors told my family that she would not survive, and if she did, then she would be in a vegetated state for the rest of her life. However, she eventually woke up out of her coma, although she had little responses to stimulation. Over time she started responding to people and interaction, but I knew that she would never be the same again. Eventually we were able to bring my sister back home, although she required a hospital bed, a wheelchair, and other special items. She had a trakea so she could breathe, and she had a feeding tube. My mother, Melissa, had to take money out of her retirement funds in order to pay for the items that my sister needed, such as the food that could be administered through a feeding tube, that insurance would not cover. My family suffered financially, and they are thousands of dollars in debt. My sisters life is changed forever. Now she is twenty years old, and she has to stay in highschool until she is twenty-one years old. My sister was going to physical, occupational, and speach therapy, until the insurance stopped covering it. Alicia has difficulty reading, writing, talking, and finding the right words to come out. She often gets frustrated with herself, and she realizes that she cannot do a lot of the things that other people can do. My sister is in a wheelchair, although she is practicing everyday to get better. My sister has made a miraculous recovery, although she still has a long journey to go. I am asking for any help in order to help my family, and ensure a better future for my sister. Everything helps, even if it’s a one-dollar donation.Please spread the word and thank you all!
Dog with a heart of gold
wow I didn’t know fuckin chocolate eggs were gendered
OKAY LET ME TELL YOU A STORY ABOUT THE FUCKING PINK EGGS.
I work at a concession stand in an ice rink. We sell a bunch of chocolate bars and snacks and shit including Kinder Surprise eggs.
So one day this woman comes up to the counter with her two little kids, a girl who’s probably about 6 or 7 and a little boy, maybe 3 or 4. The mom asks what they want, the little girl points at the Kinder eggs and says “One of those!”. I asked if she wanted the white or the pink egg. She said pink. The little boy pointed to the Kinder eggs and says “One of those!”. I asked if he wanted the white or the pink egg. He said pink. HOLY SHIT IT WAS LIKE I OPENED THE GATES OF HELL. The mom absolutely FLIPPED and was like “YOU ARE NOT GETTING THE PINK EGG IT’S ONLY FOR GIRLS. YOU CAN GET THE WHITE ONE OR NOTHING AT ALL”. The little boy looked at his mom and said “But I want the same as ______ (whatever the sister’s name was)”. The mom completely ignored him and turned to me and gave me a death glare. “He can have the white egg.”
I had to give a little boy a white egg when he wanted the pink so that he could be the same as his big sister and he started crying. The mom just reiterated that the pink egg was for girls and told him that boys don’t cry.
And this is why we shouldn’t gender fucking chocolate eggs.
I thought they would be like easter themed until I read the little price thing and it fucking said “girl” like why
I was standing in the shop buying loads of the white eggs, the cashier knew me because I had been in there pretty much the entire week just simply because I was trying to get all the monsters university characters before they stopped selling them. He then informed me that they were soon getting in pink and blue eggs that would contain toys specific to the gender and colour. I stood there staring at him like really? A few weeks later I went back in the shop to see that the eggs were now ‘gendered’, so I grabbed a load of blue ones and placed them in the counter in front of him. He just looked at me and laughed, so I asked what he was laughing about. He just replied with, ‘here take them for free.’ I replied with ‘how come,’ and he said ‘I like the way you put shame on sterotypes, young lady.’
VINTAGE | VERTICAL | NATURE
LOOK AT THEIR LITTLE LEGS THEY BARELY KNOW HOW TO STAND THEY’RE SO EXCITED FOR FOOD OHY GOD
the first and fourth ones arent even standing up