Life Forces

dailyrothko:

 Mark Rothko, No. 1, 1962

dailyrothko:

 Mark Rothko, No. 1, 1962

uncuties:

uncuties:

My favorite place in the world.
Bryant Park, New York City. (2013)

my picture, please don’t remove credit x


This one of my favorite places in the city

uncuties:

uncuties:

My favorite place in the world.

Bryant Park, New York City. (2013)

my picture, please don’t remove credit x

This one of my favorite places in the city

(via m-erm)

An Open Letter to All of You

ladykaymd:

I want each of you to know something.

You write your own story. You do. No one picks your fate and seals it. No one chooses your actions. You decide what to do and how to feel.

And so it’s important you know:

Deciding to be happy, does not make you a bitch.
Deciding to be honest, does not…


Solar eclipse, as seen from Earth’s orbit

vanquishedvaliant:

bleproxursox:

things that will instantly improve any movie:

  • dragons
  • robots
  • bickering scientists
  • lesbians

how about bickering lesbian scientists that build robots to fight dragons

So the sequel to Pacific Rim just needs to cast women only??

(via mad-or-brilliant)

(I work the floor at an independently-owned menswear store. The owner, my boss, spends a lot of time at the shop, and tries to keep prices as low as possible to help our city’s large homeless population get good job interview clothes. A clearly homeless man is wandering around the store. The other patrons are giving him looks.)

Customer:

“Excuse me, sir?”

Me:

“Yes, ma’am?”

Customer:

“I think you may want to call security. That… bum over there, he keeps feeling the suits and muttering to himself. I’m just sure he’s planning to steal one.”

Me:

“Well, ma’am, I think that’s quite unlikely.”

Customer:

“Oh, come on, you know how they are! I mean, I’d keep an eye on him even if he wasn’t homeless!”

(The homeless man in question happens to be Hispanic.)

Me:

“We don’t discriminate here, ma’am.”

Customer:

“Well, I’m sure the owner would want to hear about this!”

(I give in and call him over. The customer explains her concerns. As a black man, my boss isn’t happy with her racism, but agrees to talk to the homeless man.)

Owner:

“Excuse me, sir, are you finding what you need?”

Homeless Man:

“Well, not really. I’m hoping for something versatile in a dark or navy wool, but most of the options in my size are cut American style instead of European, which fits me a little better. Not to mention they’re all pinstriped, which I really don’t have the build for, you know?”

Owner:

“I… yes, I understand. I think we may have some options over here, if you’ll follow me. How did you know all that?”

Homeless Man:

“Back before I lost my job, I used to be really into this stuff. I’m not looking for anything fancy, just something I can use to look good for a job interview later today.”

(My boss helps him find something he likes, and comes to the counter with him. The suit is priced at $87.)

Homeless Man:

*digging in his pockets* “Hang on, I think I’ve got enough.”

Owner:

*to me* “Take my card. I’m buying it for him.” *to the homeless man* “Here. The suit’s yours, on one condition. After your interview today, you come back and apply for a job here too. Got it?”

Homeless Man:

“I… oh my God, thank you. Thank you so much.”

(Two years later, that formerly-homeless man is my manager, and has a little girl with his new wife—the owner’s sister.)

ninble:

Fuk this is old now

ninble:

Fuk this is old now

(Source: royonfire, via brow)

bravedad:

i wonder how many people i’m in the “i’d be down if you asked” zone with

(via mad-or-brilliant)