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She has never been convicted of a crime but they want to move her to near isolation in an adult mens prison. This CANNOT happen. Here is a more in depth article: http://feministing.com/2014/04/14/how-the-connecticut-department-of-children-families-is-failing-a-trans-girl-of-color/

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Mother and daughter, 1931
by Grete Kolliner

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Mother and daughter, 1931

by Grete Kolliner

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vicemag:

You pass through some of the most dangerous districts on your route. What have you seen around those parts?I’ve seen them take young girls away by force. They put them in their cars, they cover their heads with jackets and bags, and they take them. I’ve seen them kill…One day, by the Santa Cecilia church, I was arriving when some guys pulled up in a car and ended up killing the passenger I dropped off there. He was with another passenger, who tried to run away but he still got shot. I got out of there immediately. When these things happen you have to just get out.
When I encountered a gunfight between officers and hitmen in Las Moras, I didn’t think about my life, I thought about saving the lives of the people I carried in my bus.That day I was returning from the ranch. When I was approaching la Chiripa [a roundabout in Northwest Ciudad Juárez], they told me to pull over to the side of the road because there was a shooting. I said, “OK, I’ll go this way, by the hillside.” And as I drove by the hillside we encountered another gunfight past Las Moras, and the officers started shielding themselves with the bus. They were taking cover; I would accelerate and they ran along with us. You could hear gunshots in every direction.
What do you find most dangerous about Ciudad Juárez?What scares me is our relationship with the police. Because sometimes you find yourself on the wrong side.
You told me that one time a police officer assaulted you in your house…One time, we were sleeping. I think they shot a few transit [officials] and started to search the area by the river shore. We were sleeping and the police arrived, kicked down the door, entered the house, and pointed their guns at our heads. They yelled for us to wake up because they were out looking for some hit men. They ravaged the house, stole my daughter’s cell phone, our money, and everything they could put in their bags. They ran off with the little value we possessed.
Read the whole interview: Driving a Bus in Ciudad Juarez Is Dangerous Business

america talks about fighting terrorism globally but this shit is happening right next door but then guess whos funding it ??? 

raw-r-evolution:

vicemag:

You pass through some of the most dangerous districts on your route. What have you seen around those parts?
I’ve seen them take young girls away by force. They put them in their cars, they cover their heads with jackets and bags, and they take them. I’ve seen them kill…One day, by the Santa Cecilia church, I was arriving when some guys pulled up in a car and ended up killing the passenger I dropped off there. He was with another passenger, who tried to run away but he still got shot. I got out of there immediately. When these things happen you have to just get out.

When I encountered a gunfight between officers and hitmen in Las Moras, I didn’t think about my life, I thought about saving the lives of the people I carried in my bus.That day I was returning from the ranch. When I was approaching la Chiripa [a roundabout in Northwest Ciudad Juárez], they told me to pull over to the side of the road because there was a shooting. I said, “OK, I’ll go this way, by the hillside.” And as I drove by the hillside we encountered another gunfight past Las Moras, and the officers started shielding themselves with the bus. They were taking cover; I would accelerate and they ran along with us. You could hear gunshots in every direction.

What do you find most dangerous about Ciudad Juárez?
What scares me is our relationship with the police. Because sometimes you find yourself on the wrong side.

You told me that one time a police officer assaulted you in your house…
One time, we were sleeping. I think they shot a few transit [officials] and started to search the area by the river shore. We were sleeping and the police arrived, kicked down the door, entered the house, and pointed their guns at our heads. They yelled for us to wake up because they were out looking for some hit men. They ravaged the house, stole my daughter’s cell phone, our money, and everything they could put in their bags. They ran off with the little value we possessed.

Read the whole interview: Driving a Bus in Ciudad Juarez Is Dangerous Business

america talks about fighting terrorism globally but this shit is happening right next door but then guess whos funding it ??? 

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Selfie que hizo Cantinflas , toma a  Jorge Negrete (sin bigote)

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From the children of Monterrey, Mexico to the children of Gaza

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From the children of Monterrey, Mexico to the children of Gaza

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Look around your college classroom, spot the virgins.

See, this seems like a game until you skip over the girl with a short skirt and hair in front of her eyes because you heard last summer that she slept with like nineteen guys. You can’t see her hands, but they’re under the table, pulling a rosary through her fingers as she tries to wash the sin off her. She’s only ever kissed three people in her whole life and they’re all girls. She turned down the wrong guy and he told everyone she’s “a whore.” The label “slut” stuck to the bottom of her shoe and swallowed her up.

But that quiet girl who is always reading probably never touched someone else’s penis, you figure, because you don’t know that she goes home and strips down and pulls on tight black leather, you don’t know she’s got a set of whips that could make any set of knees quiver, you don’t know because she’s proud of what she does but she’s not stupid enough to let anyone know about it. She’s sexy, just not here, not where people judge.

See, the truth is: you have no idea who has lost their virginity, because it doesn’t change you. It doesn’t give you some kind of glow or superpower or stamp on your forehead. You know the feeling of waking up on your birthday and thinking “I don’t feel any older whatsoever”? That’s what maybe they’re all so afraid of you finding out: sex doesn’t change you. Sex doesn’t make you an animal, sex doesn’t suddenly make your relationship a million times more stable or intimate or romantic - it can’t fix what’s broken, although it can make the pain go away for a bit. Sex doesn’t really occur with eighty tea lights and a thick white rug. Sex is ugly and loud and frequently awkward, sex is excellent and breathtaking and when you wake up the next morning, you’re the exact same person. There’s not some magical connection with the person in bed beside you. Believe it or not, pregnancy isn’t some kind of punishment - but practice safe sex, get tested, don’t spread your germs around. They want to tell you, “Sex can ruin you” and I’ve heard that a lot as a little girl, that some boy would join me under my sheets and then dump me four days after, used, unhappy.

But I figured out that I’m not a fucking toy. Letting someone have sex with me is not letting them “use” me, because I’m not an object. My father said the issue lay in the fact “Men are insecure and need to know that they’re the best you ever had,” but I think that’s a steaming crock of absolute-wrong and if I didn’t tell the people I’m with how many others I’d slept beside, there would be literally no way for them to know my number, because I don’t rust, I don’t wear out, I don’t get bruised. I’m not a wilting fruit, I don’t go rotten.

But here’s the thing: some people connect sex and emotion. I don’t personally because I am probably secretly an ice storm in disguise, but I still respect my partner’s desires. If they’re the type to want love and sex to coincide, I let them. I don’t make fun, I don’t pull one-night-stands or friends-with-benefits, because it’s not their “reputation” I’m afraid for: it’s their heart I’m defending.

Here’s the thing: Instead of worrying about people’s “purity” and how it defines them as a person, worry instead about how you can protect other people’s emotions.

Because here’s the thing: look around your room and spot the virgins. Look harder. You can’t tell. Sex doesn’t alter people, it doesn’t make them act in a certain way nor dress in a certain manner. Sex and personality have nothing to do with each other. There’s a reason that virginity doesn’t show on someone’s face: because having sex doesn’t cause you to change.

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