life won't wait


I'm Sheena :) 17, Canada, happily taken <3 no idea where I'm going.
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jtotheizzoe:

I’m sort of thrown off today. it’s hard to be motivated to bring you science when there’s Reality going on.
When something hits us upside the head like the Boston Marathon explosions, we can feel dizzy, disoriented … left swirling in a dust-storm of rapidly beating hearts, furrowed brows, held breath and shaking heads. That’s how I feel, anyway. I’ve been sitting here, repeatedly muttering statements that begin with “What the f…” and simultaneously cheering and cursing the power of social media to communicate painful news. I keep looking through Twitter and blogs, knowing exactly what I’ll see and don’t want to. So powerful, but so unfiltered. 
It’s not the first time in the past year that this message from Fred Rogers has been appropriate, and that’s perhaps the ultimate tragedy. But he’s right. Every photo of violence and blood in the streets of Boston that we won’t unsee is full of people running in to help. And if we have to look, that’s what we should focus on.
My thoughts are with Boston. 

On a tragic day, we’re encouraged by these words from Joe Hanson, science blogger and host of It’s Okay To Be Smart. Whatever pain you may be experiencing, whatever questions you are facing … look for the helpers.
vaccums:


Winona Ryder in high school
“I was wearing an old Salvation Army shop boy’s suit. As I went to the bathroom I heard people saying, ‘Hey, faggot’. They slammed my head into a locker. I fell to the ground and they started to kick the shit out of me. I had to have stitches. The school kicked me out, not the bullies. “Years later, I went to a coffee shop and I ran into one of the girls who’d kicked me, and she said, ‘Winona, Winona, can I have your autograph?’ And I said, ‘Do you remember me? Remember in seventh grade you beat up that kid?’ And she said, ‘Kind of’. And I said, ‘That was me. Go fuck yourself.’”

i love you
0h-4wkward:

oh lord i just have to reblog this :D
ckings:

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fuckyeahtattoos:

My dad recently died and this was the last thing he ever said to me. I found a card that had his handwriting and decided that this was something I wanted to look at for the rest of my life. Oh and for the record, I love you too Daddy.
Done by Teddy at No Hard Feelings Tattoo in Coral Springs, FL

this is beautiful
if i ever were valedictorian&#8230;.

The red string of fate.
“According to the myth, the gods tie an invisible red string around the little finger of people who are destined to be soul mates and will one day marry each other.” It can get twisted and knotted..but it will never be broken.