Tag: q

conflictingheart:

Wei Gensheng – a crane operator, used his sky-high position working on what will be the second highest building in the world, to take award-winning photographs of the amazing Shanghai skyline. The Shanghai Tower is set to be the world’s second largest freestanding building and highest in China – which will be an incredible 121 stories (2,073 ft or twice the height of the Eiffel Tower) when it is completed in 2014.

alwaysalreadyangry:

the real & actual title of an academic article that i just found when doing a search for texts about queer writing: 

Not writing, and giving ‘zero-f**ks’ about it: queer(y)ing doctoral ‘failure’

jebiwonkenobi:

It seems like the first rule of magic, or at least the first limitation mentioned, is usually ‘you can’t bring back the dead.’

And I know it makes sense from a writing standpoint, but I also wonder if it comes from somewhere else. If that’s just the first, most common human response to hearing that magic is possible.

Maybe the first question was, ‘Are the dead still going to stay dead?’ for so long that people stopped needing to say it, that it just got answered right away. Yes, the world will still hurt. Chin up, you can make fire from your fingertips. Maybe you can hurt it back.

serendipityxxi:

lootwijk:

nubbsgalore:

“one stormy night my girlfriend saw what we thought was a dead sparrow below our balcony. he was barely breathing, covered in ants and completely blind.

“we brought him home and put him in a box. after spending a night in our bedroom, he woke us up with high pitched tweeting. we tried feeding him, but without any luck, so we placed him on our balcony. he continued tweeting non stop for three hours.

“finally, his father found him and started feeding him. he brought his chick huge bugs and bread every 10-15 minutes all day long for two weeks straight.

“he was getting bigger every day, but he was still blind. i called a vet, and he told me to try simple eye drops. it worked like a charm! he even started hiding from us behind our flowers. soon, his father started showing him how to fly trough the window.

“one day he just left – we knew this day would come eventually. we became really worried because that same night, and for the next few days, there was really stormy weather. however, three days later, he came back and fell asleep in one of our pots.”

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Aaaaargh

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