Pass Write On By

Or you could stick around...

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Journalists who “parachute in” to tough, tragic and complex situations must take care to learn and see every angle of the community they find themselves covering.

I think this is a major failing among national journalists (or, more likely, the editors/execs who want stories certain ways). We need to encourage reporters to spend time understanding places like Ferguson as more than an assignment. Every single person in Ferguson has a story that started long before the cameras showed up. As journalists, it’s our obligation to understand those stories and preserve them.

I could write for hours on this. I saw it every day in Newtown, and if I am ever in the position of covering a tragedy for a national news outlet, you can be damn sure I won’t forget how I felt as a local watching national news parachute into my community. 

(Source: my-tardis-sense-is-tingling, via letsgettogetherandtalk)

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…in spite of everything, in spite of the dark and twisting path he saw stretching ahead for himself, in spite of the final meeting with Voldemort he knew must come, whether in a month, in a year, or in ten, he felt his heart lift at the thought that there was still one last golden day of peace left to enjoy with Ron and Hermione.

(Source: lydia-martin, via the-music-is-everywhere)

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twinkletwinkleyoulittlefuck:

thepreciousthing:

adire-adire:

victorysunshine:

goldfish-kisses:

geek-in-a-box:

martiemcfly:

WHY ARENT THERE ADULT-SIZED PLAYGROUNDS

LIKE EVERYTHING IS THE SAME AS A KIDS PLAYGROUND

BUT BIGGER

WHY DO WE NOT HAVE THOSE

theme parks. just. theme parks.

but u have to pay for theme parks

that’s the adult part

son of a bitch

ladies and gentlemen, behold

the St. Louis City Museum:

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Playground for adults and children.

They even serve alcohol.

I know where we’re going guys

If I’m ever in St. Louis…

(via canadiaplease)

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My family has always been private about our time spent together. It was our way of keeping one thing that was ours, with a man we shared with an entire world. But now that’s gone, and I feel stripped bare. My last day with him was his birthday, and I will be forever grateful that my brothers and I got to spend that time alone with him, sharing gifts and laughter. He was always warm, even in his darkest moments. While I’ll never, ever understand how he could be loved so deeply and not find it in his heart to stay, there’s minor comfort in knowing our grief and loss, in some small way, is shared with millions. It doesn’t help the pain, but at least it’s a burden countless others now know we carry, and so many have offered to help lighten the load. Thank you for that.

To those he touched who are sending kind words, know that one of his favorite things in the world was to make you all laugh. As for those who are sending negativity, know that some small, giggling part of him is sending a flock of pigeons to your house to poop on your car. Right after you’ve had it washed. After all, he loved to laugh too…

Dad was, is and always will be one of the kindest, most generous, gentlest souls I’ve ever known, and while there are few things I know for certain right now, one of them is that not just my world, but the entire world is forever a little darker, less colorful and less full of laughter in his absence. We’ll just have to work twice as hard to fill it back up again.

My only statement. My brothers’ are also online. Thank you for all your kindness, and goodbye for awhile guys. xo (via zeldawilliams)

I’m not crying, you’re crying…*sniff*

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Remember when getting your paycheck felt like winning the lottery?

You got that minimum wage slip and all of a sudden it was like “Oh, I’m going shopping! I’m going out! I don’t have to worry about anything, this is awesome!”

Even though I’m working full time my paycheck doesn’t feel like that anymore.

It’s more, “Great, now I can kiss all of this goodbye because my rent, electric bill, credit card payment, mattress payment, loan payment and car payment are all due this week so…”

Adulthood, man. It kind of sucks sometimes.