i get so sad during the week. at the bar on saturday i was screamed at by multiple people about how i shouldn’t care, how if a guy isn’t basically knocking down my door to see me and be with me, i’m getting played. i don’t know what to think. i spent all afternoon and evening with him on friday and all night on saturday. doesn’t that say something? i always feel like i’m the crazy one when i like someone. like because i want someone to text me more than they actually text me, i feel insane. i shouldn’t. i shouldn’t feel crazy worrying about whether someone is being exclusive. i shouldn’t be scared to ask. i don’t know how to care for someone in this way without depending on them, without mistrusting them. something so beautiful and amazing and once-in-a-lifetime should not make me so anxious.


This is Sam Pepper. If you don’t know who he is, Sam is a successful YouTube prankster with over 2 million subscribers. He recently uploaded a video titled “Fake Hand Ass Pink Prank" where he pinched unsuspecting girls’ butts without their permission. None of this was done with the girls’ consent…meaning Sam Pepper sexually harassed and assaulted these women.

This is no longer a “simple, harmless prank” but rather a very serious matter and offence. If you haven’t seen the video yet, you can watch, dislike, and report it HERE. You can also take the pledge to help stop sexual violence at itsonus.org. Please do not let Sam get away with this kind of behavior. He crossed the line and needs to be held responsible for his disgusting actions.

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once i looked under my bed with a flashlight trying to find an earring and a huge fucking roach was down there chillin like i learned my lesson and will never look under there again

There are a few things in life so beautiful they hurt: swimming in the ocean while it rains, reading alone in empty libraries, the sea of stars that appear when you’re miles away from the neon lights of the city, bars after 2am, walking in the wilderness, all the phases of the moon, the things we do not know about the universe, and you.

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From the series Oaxacan Exodous

Nearly 500,000 indigenous Mexican immigrants, mostly Mixtecos, Zapotecos and Triquis, from the state of Oaxaca, are now estimated to be living in the United States. They are among the most isolated immigrants ever to arrive in America. Some speak only their indigenous language, and some come from villages without cars, electricity, or indoor plumbing.

In California’s Central Valley, where over half of these new migrants have settled, they are quickly becoming a new rural underclass. Living on the fringes of the Valley’s farm labor economy, and isolated by their culture and language, they suffer some of the worst abuses and exploitation in the country.

 Matt Black. 

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a shocking but not unwelcome twist

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Que los besos no son contratos y los regalos no son promesas, y uno empieza a aceptar sus derrotas con la cabeza alta y los ojos abiertos, y uno aprende a construir todos sus caminos en el hoy, porque el terreno de mañana es demasiado inseguro para planes…y los frutos tienen una forma de caerse en la mitad. Y después de un tiempo uno aprende que si es demasiado, hasta el calor del sol quema. Así que uno planta su propio jardín y decora su propia alma, en lugar de esperar a que alguien le traiga flores

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