21chocolat:

Chaerin giving candy to her fans at the airport

21chocolat:

Chaerin giving candy to her fans at the airport

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rezondadawn:

Hey I’d like all my followers to check out this link an sign this petition.
If we can tweet an post about racism an police brutality then we sign an actually use our voices to usher in change an reform .
All my black brothers & sisters I urge you to share this !
It could be your brother , uncle , nephew , husband or friend .
https://www.change.org/petitions/president-barack-obama-please-enact-new-federal-laws-to-protect-citizens-from-police-violence-and-misconduct

rezondadawn:

Hey I’d like all my followers to check out this link an sign this petition.

If we can tweet an post about racism an police brutality then we sign an actually use our voices to usher in change an reform .

All my black brothers & sisters I urge you to share this !

It could be your brother , uncle , nephew , husband or friend .

https://www.change.org/petitions/president-barack-obama-please-enact-new-federal-laws-to-protect-citizens-from-police-violence-and-misconduct

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fuckingrapeculture:

[Image is a screencap of a photo on instagram. Photo shows the abuser in question sleeping. His head is shaved on the sides (only the left is visible here; the rest of the description comes from second mugshot in this post), with the rest of his hair left long (at least shoulder length). He has a beard and a mustache. His hair and eyes are dark brown]
asgardreid:

tentaclesandteacups:

lingonveckan:

ashesnoir:

lingonveckan:

thotmom:

lingonveckan:

Do you know this man? If you do please avoid him. His name is Augustsine Bartlett. He almost killed me. He is abusive shit. He lives in Tampa, Florida and Aspen Colorado. and hangs out at bars in Ybor. It you see him avoid him. It took almost 2 years and a lot of courage to post this. Please share. Maybe you can save someone from going through what I have

I’m really sorry but this is the most vague post I’ve ever seen….I’m so confused….

He held me down and smashed my face until I stopped screaming for help. I almost died in the hands of this man.

then dont post a picture of him on a social media website. go to the police and report him. the  vagueness of this post makes it easy to be skeptical. more than once a kid has been wrongfully hurt  by an angry mob. if he hurt you, get him locked the fuck up, and then get yourself taken care of. tie all your knots girl and stay strong. i live in tampa. inbox me if you need help or to be pointed in the right direction. 

He did go to jail for a brief period, shorter than he deserved. http://mugshots.com/US-Counties/Florida/Hillsborough-County-FL/Augustine-Ernest-Bartlett.27510520.html
http://florida.arrests.org/Arrests/Augustine_Bartlett_8476954/
Here are his mugshots from this incident

It boils my blood that things like this aren’t taken more seriously. I have a few friends in Tampa & I’m sure a few people who follow my blog are around the area. Stay safe, lovely people!


#the strength it takes to out an abuser is a strength like no other

fuckingrapeculture:

[Image is a screencap of a photo on instagram. Photo shows the abuser in question sleeping. His head is shaved on the sides (only the left is visible here; the rest of the description comes from second mugshot in this post), with the rest of his hair left long (at least shoulder length). He has a beard and a mustache. His hair and eyes are dark brown]

asgardreid:

tentaclesandteacups:

lingonveckan:

ashesnoir:

lingonveckan:

thotmom:

lingonveckan:

Do you know this man? If you do please avoid him. His name is Augustsine Bartlett. He almost killed me. He is abusive shit. He lives in Tampa, Florida and Aspen Colorado. and hangs out at bars in Ybor. It you see him avoid him. It took almost 2 years and a lot of courage to post this. Please share. Maybe you can save someone from going through what I have

I’m really sorry but this is the most vague post I’ve ever seen….I’m so confused….

He held me down and smashed my face until I stopped screaming for help. I almost died in the hands of this man.

then dont post a picture of him on a social media website. go to the police and report him. the  vagueness of this post makes it easy to be skeptical. more than once a kid has been wrongfully hurt  by an angry mob. if he hurt you, get him locked the fuck up, and then get yourself taken care of. tie all your knots girl and stay strong. i live in tampa. inbox me if you need help or to be pointed in the right direction. 

He did go to jail for a brief period, shorter than he deserved.
http://mugshots.com/US-Counties/Florida/Hillsborough-County-FL/Augustine-Ernest-Bartlett.27510520.html

http://florida.arrests.org/Arrests/Augustine_Bartlett_8476954/

Here are his mugshots from this incident

It boils my blood that things like this aren’t taken more seriously. I have a few friends in Tampa & I’m sure a few people who follow my blog are around the area. Stay safe, lovely people!

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prostheticknowledge:

Coin Slot

Prototype projection installation by Red Paper Heart displays an animation every time you insert a coin to it - video embedded below:

A prototype which connects a Coin Slot to a projection. Each time a coin is added it triggers an animation.

Link

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doomandgloomfromthetomb:

Eric Dolphy - Le Chat Qui Pêche, Paris, France, June 11, 1964
Keeping things spiritual today — here’s a great tape via Infinite Fool, recorded, amazingly, just a few weeks before Dolphy passed away. The dude sounds about as alive as any one of us will ever be here. And here’s a great Dolphy anecdote, via Bobby Hutcherson:
I’m rehearsing with Eric at his loft — myself, Tony Williams, Richard Davis and a trumpet player named Eddie Armour. We were rehearsing for about an hour and a half. It was a cold winter day. All of a sudden, right in the middle of the tune, the trumpet player, Eddie, starts cussing and packing up his horn. We get to the end of the tune and Eddie says to Eric, “You’re nasty.” And Eric was real sweet, just like Trane was — you know, a real sweet cat. Eric said, “What?” Eddie says, “I don’t like you, I don’t like your music, and I’m not going to play this gig. I’m out of here. F you. F this band. That’s it. How do you like that?”
We’re all standing there thinking, “My God, how can this cat say this?” And he continues to put his horn away, clip the fasteners on his trumpet case. He grabs his coat, pulls his hat down and goes stomping to the door. He gets to the door — I mean, just yanks it open. The door hits the wall. Bam! He’s just about to go out the door.
Eric had just been sitting there with his head down. We’re all thinking, “Eric must feel horrible. What’s he going to do?” All of a sudden, Eric says, “Hey, Eddie.” Eddie turns around and says [in growling voice] “What?” Eric, with the most conviction and love, says, “If I can ever do anything you need, please don’t hesitate to call me. I’ll be there for you anytime.”
Whoa! And Eric was serious. With that, this cat really got upset — he slammed the door and stormed out. We just stood there all quiet. It was like he Sunday punched him with love. The lesson was, “Love conquers all,” you know? It’s like the devil couldn’t take that love, and this is what Eric was showing him. He went out that door with so much hate, but with a message that Eric still cared about him. This was one of the biggest lessons Eric showed me — that if you can forgive somebody right when they do the most horrible thing they can to you, you just immediately take the weight of what they did off your back and just make it this beautiful experience, so that you can go on and do the things you want to do during the day and not waste time with negative feelings and negative thoughts.
Well, we sat there quiet for two or three minutes — didn’t say anything. Then we went on with rehearsal and we never played so hard in our lives. We were just overcome.

doomandgloomfromthetomb:

Eric Dolphy - Le Chat Qui Pêche, Paris, France, June 11, 1964

Keeping things spiritual today — here’s a great tape via Infinite Fool, recorded, amazingly, just a few weeks before Dolphy passed away. The dude sounds about as alive as any one of us will ever be here. And here’s a great Dolphy anecdote, via Bobby Hutcherson:

I’m rehearsing with Eric at his loft — myself, Tony Williams, Richard Davis and a trumpet player named Eddie Armour. We were rehearsing for about an hour and a half. It was a cold winter day. All of a sudden, right in the middle of the tune, the trumpet player, Eddie, starts cussing and packing up his horn. We get to the end of the tune and Eddie says to Eric, “You’re nasty.” And Eric was real sweet, just like Trane was — you know, a real sweet cat. Eric said, “What?” Eddie says, “I don’t like you, I don’t like your music, and I’m not going to play this gig. I’m out of here. F you. F this band. That’s it. How do you like that?”

We’re all standing there thinking, “My God, how can this cat say this?” And he continues to put his horn away, clip the fasteners on his trumpet case. He grabs his coat, pulls his hat down and goes stomping to the door. He gets to the door — I mean, just yanks it open. The door hits the wall. Bam! He’s just about to go out the door.

Eric had just been sitting there with his head down. We’re all thinking, “Eric must feel horrible. What’s he going to do?” All of a sudden, Eric says, “Hey, Eddie.” Eddie turns around and says [in growling voice] “What?” Eric, with the most conviction and love, says, “If I can ever do anything you need, please don’t hesitate to call me. I’ll be there for you anytime.”

Whoa! And Eric was serious. With that, this cat really got upset — he slammed the door and stormed out. We just stood there all quiet. It was like he Sunday punched him with love. The lesson was, “Love conquers all,” you know? It’s like the devil couldn’t take that love, and this is what Eric was showing him. He went out that door with so much hate, but with a message that Eric still cared about him. This was one of the biggest lessons Eric showed me — that if you can forgive somebody right when they do the most horrible thing they can to you, you just immediately take the weight of what they did off your back and just make it this beautiful experience, so that you can go on and do the things you want to do during the day and not waste time with negative feelings and negative thoughts.

Well, we sat there quiet for two or three minutes — didn’t say anything. Then we went on with rehearsal and we never played so hard in our lives. We were just overcome.

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bigbootykittiez:

komradekrisis:

twerkforyoutube:

are dogs even real

Technically, no.

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bagelbrother:

someone was like hey do a flower beard thing and i was like okay

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