|—||Epicurus (via hqlines)|
“I’m in love with people’s hands and the way they clench their fists and the way their fingertips lightly press down onto piano keys or thighs. Calloused fingers or dainty fingers. Hands writing poems or memos or parking tickets. Hands writing futures. To me, every crease on the palm is a love line.” — Mesogeios
The FCC sided with Comcast and decided to let ISPs censor the internet. The Internet needs to stop this from happening: http://cms.fightforthefuture.org/tellfcc/
Last Wednesday, FCC Chairman Tom Wheeler announced a proposal for new rules that would allow for a “ fast lane” of Internet traffic for content providers who are willing (and able) to pay a fee.  The proposal reverses the FCC’s previous commitment to net neutrality and open internet and allows ISP’s like Comcast or Verizon to slow down and censor services that don’t pay the toll.
We have to be totally honest, this situation is seriously grim. But there is still hope. The FCC already knows that the Internet community wants net neutrality, but they think they can put their spin on these new rules and sneak them through. If we can prove them wrong right now with a massive public outcry, we can literally save the Internet once again.
We need to stop the FCC now. Big business groups are already ramping up lobbying efforts with the FCC in swarms since Wednesday’s announcement in support of censoring the open Internet and to ensure this dangerous proposal moves forward. 
This is a critical moment. In the last few weeks more than 65,000 people have taken action with us. Can you help us get to 80,000 by the end of the day today?
 Gautham Nagesh. “FCC to Propose New ‘Net Neutrality’ Rules”.
 Edward Wyatt. Edward Wyatt. “Lobbying Efforts Intensify After F.C.C. Tries 3rd Time on Net Neutrality” http://www.nytimes.com/2014/04/25/business/lobbying-efforts-intensify-after-fcc-tries-3rd-time-on-net-neutrality.html?hpw&rref=politics
we’re almost 3/4 of the way there!! c’mon guys, every bit counts!
will it ever stop
fucking signal boost
IF YOU ARE NOT SIGNAL BOOSTING THIS YOU ARE NOT PAYING ATTENTION.
IF THE U.S. FALLS TO THIS IT WILL OPEN OTHER DANGEROUS DOORS INTERNATIONALLY.
Last one, SIGNAL BOOST!!!
R.I.P. The 2976 American people that lost their lives on 9/11 and R.I.P. the 48,644 Afghan and 1,690,903 Iraqi and 35000 Pakistani people that paid the ultimate price for a crime they did not commit
this is the only september 11th post I’m reblogging
Please reblog if you post any of this kind of stuff. I’ll check you out and possibly follow you.
- Funny stuff
- Walking Dead
- Fitness blogs
- Adventure Time
- Family Guy
- Funny captions
- Independent Comics
- Dark Souls
- Bob’s Burgers
- Harry Potter
- Orphan Black
I’ve got a lot of free time so
EVERY PERSON who reblogs this will get a gif that corresponds to their url in their submit thingy.
no, like, every person.
I WANT IT
i’d like to see you try, man
SHE DID IT
I doubt this will happen… Prove me wrong.
Come on. Over 100,000 no way.
When I touch your skin
I’m reaching for what’s underneath, I’m reaching for Saturday mornings and breakfast in bed and dancing in our underwear, I’m reaching for a hand that will hold mine when I start to drown, the one that will steal the last bite of pancakes off my plate, the one that will untangle my hair; and
When I kiss your scars
I’m kissing the boy who spent every day of 6th grade eating lunch alone, and the one who had to spill vodka from half-empty bottles down the drain every night before bed long before he was old enough to drink, I’m kissing him, the one who found solace in The Smiths and foreign movies, the one who fought but sometimes still lost, sometimes still cut the skin I’m kissing;
When I whisper in your ear
That I love you - over and over again, it is not merely love I am trying to convey, I’m trying to teach your ears that they can hear softness too, that they can hear good, I am trying to teach them to listen to the world, the parts that want to give love, that want to tell you how special you are - listen, the stars are whispering your name, the wind is their messenger, listen - I love you, I love you, I love you; and
When I dig my nails into your flesh
I am begging you to stay, I’m telling you a story of a girl who spent half her life waiting - in hospital rooms and at airports and hotel lobbies, in front of schools in foreign cities, I am begging you to stay, to be the first person to ever be there, to just stay;
I want to tell you,
But instead I whisper I love you, as I hold on to your flesh and I hope, beyond all reason that your skin will understand.
|—||John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent (via introspectivepoet)|