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Liquid Rhenium

Salutations. My name is Rebecca, and I take interest in many things. I'm an INTP, and I like music (I'm a trombonist), science, math, art in general, and various anime/tv... the world has so much in store– name it and I just might like it. But, there is only chaos here, and nothing more.
Oct 1 '14

fuckyeah-nerdery:

cultureincart:

The cute little monk in Xichan Temple, Fuzhou, southeast China’s Fujian Province.

But is he the Avatar?

Oct 1 '14

selenoscope:

reyairia:

70% of editing is just looking at ur work for a few hours with this face

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true story

true for drawing

true for video editing

true for writing

just true

Oct 1 '14

First and last lines of the trio.

(Source: adrianivashkov)

Sep 29 '14

Creative Essay, 2006

bookgeekconfessions:

I just found my creative essay that I applied to NYU with. I was supposed to dramatize a day I’ll never forget or some such, topic. I wrote about my boyfriend dying. It’s weird, my writing style has not changed. I write exactly the same, if more mature and with better rhythm. I decided to write this conversationally, not sure why, but that’s how it is. I’m posting it here, just cuz. I haven’t changed a line of it, even though my hand itches to. It got me into NYU, so it can’t be that bad. :-)

            It was a regular sort of day. In fact, it was the sort of day you would usually not even remember. Well, at least, I wouldn’t have remembered. It was an early November day and it was regular November weather. You know, when weather is not really sure what it’s doing. It’s not sure if it should be cold or warm, so it gives you sort of a warm, cold day. It was sort of cloudy, sort of not. I wouldn’t exactly have called it partly cloudy, but that’s probably what the meteorologist on channel 11 said that morning. Either way, I had on a sweater. I remember that clearly.

            I was going through sort of a rough patch. Well, I shouldn’t say that. Rough patch is sort of the theme of my life. I’m not really sure that I can call my entire life a rough patch, its more like a black hole. Either way, last year about this time, I was going through hell.

            I was a junior at a new high school and trying my hardest to fit in. Which is hard, when the kids in your grade have already gone through two years together and you’re just the outsider, “the new kid.” I was dealing with that, pretty good. I mean besides the crying in the hallway and telling the world that I hated my life. Besides all that, I was in my stride.

            The only thing I remember really, really clearly about November.3, 2005, besides the weather, is what was on my mind. One word, Quincy. In fact, Quincy had been on my mind since I was about nine. I wont bore you with those details, but basically he was the one good thing I have always had. He wasn’t just some guy. It wasn’t just “puppy love.” No, he was my favorite person in the entire world. My best friend. The one person I could count on. And he, was in the hospital.

            He had been in there for a few days and I didn’t have the chance to go and see him. I mean, when you’re only 16, its hard to explain to your mother that your boyfriend of six years was in the hospital with a stab wound. The boyfriend she had never heard about. The boyfriend  you had never alluded to. I’m not proud to admit this, but I was going to lie to my mother, go to the hospital and see my secret boyfriend. He was such a secret that not even my good friends saw him. I think they probably thought I was making him up….but I digress.

            Like I was saying. Quincy.  I was going to see Quincy at the hospital. I took the two hour train ride from my school on 66 st, to 233rd street in the Bronx. I got off the number two train walked down the stairs towards my bus and froze.  I remember the way my heart stopped for about two seconds, then began to beat at a pace that could never be deemed as safe. I remember the feeling of my mouth going dry and the sensation of terror spreading throughout my body.

            I knew something was wrong from the minute I laid eyes on him. It wasn’t just because he was standing at a bus stop when he had a car. Or the way he was standing or the way his eyes scanned over faces as he was searching for someone. Searching for me. No, it wasn’t all that. It was the way things came together in my head. After all this was me. Naomi Davis. The black hole.

            My first instinct was to run away. If he didn’t see me. Didn’t find me. He couldn’t tell me, what I already knew in my heart. He couldn’t confirm the dread that was rising inside me. Run away, I couldn’t do that, because I knew Joshua Sanchez. I knew him so well, I knew he would follow me. I knew he would find me and tell me what he needed to tell me.

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Sep 28 '14

(Source: brenfi)

Sep 28 '14

↖ Reblog this if you would miss this person so much, if they had deactivated; their blog.

(Source: weaponsextraordinaire)

Sep 27 '14
voiceplay - Grim Grinning Ghosts
Sep 27 '14
amydentata:

southern-feminism:

Inclusive children go far.

Kids are too smart for this school crap.

amydentata:

southern-feminism:

Inclusive children go far.

Kids are too smart for this school crap.

Sep 27 '14

thehufflepuffwholeaptthroughtime:

holmesfan:

tin-pan-ali:

area 51 is just the american wizarding school

aliens is a perfect cover story

hOLY SHIT

 (via thestarlesswanderer)

Sep 27 '14
kngdmcat:

worthless-wolf:

blacksapphiredragon:

down-sizing:

Let’s remember, Jesus was a Jewish man of color, born homeless to an unwed teenager, who spent his formative years as an illegal immigrant before returning to his home country to hang out with twelve men, prostitutes, and socially untouchable tax collectors while he taught a radical social doctrine of equality, love, and forgiveness that included paying taxes, free healthcare, and the sharing of resources within a community.

#CANON JESUS IS SIX MILLION TIMES BETTER THAN FANON JESUS

Canon Jesus

Jesus called somebody an ass once because they where being rude to a crippled little old lady if you don’t think that’s the tightest shit then get out of my face.

kngdmcat:

worthless-wolf:

blacksapphiredragon:

down-sizing:

Let’s remember, Jesus was a Jewish man of color, born homeless to an unwed teenager, who spent his formative years as an illegal immigrant before returning to his home country to hang out with twelve men, prostitutes, and socially untouchable tax collectors while he taught a radical social doctrine of equality, love, and forgiveness that included paying taxes, free healthcare, and the sharing of resources within a community.

Canon Jesus

Jesus called somebody an ass once because they where being rude to a crippled little old lady if you don’t think that’s the tightest shit then get out of my face.

(Source: worshipyeezus)

Sep 27 '14

cosplay-gamers:

Spider Man - Doctor Octopus Cosplay by Bullout

Photography by Bryan Humphrey

Sep 27 '14

senkonmeiraku:

urbance fan questions being addressed, aka why you should read the kickstarter instead of just relying on tumblr posts

(Source: swagonceler)

Sep 27 '14
awwww-cute:

My older cat got sick of my kitten trying to play with him so he pinned him down and licked him until he fell asleep

awwww-cute:

My older cat got sick of my kitten trying to play with him so he pinned him down and licked him until he fell asleep

Sep 27 '14

malefactum:

I think this is the part where I tell you not to actually kill anyone 

Sep 27 '14

This is what you do when McDonald’s gives you free burgers for a year

sirwhindleton:

washingtonpost:

Remember Charles Ramsey, the hero behind the Cleveland kidnapping rescue?

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McDonald’s promised Ramsey free burgers for a year after he said on TV that he’d gone to McDonald’s before rescuing the captive women and went to their aid with a half-eaten Big Mac in hand.

Ramsey said McDonald’s gave him $2,000 in gift cards. “I handed them out to every homeless person and kid I could find,” he said.

He continues to impress me.

I’m thankful for people like him