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Red hair… and a hand-me-down robe. You must be a Weasley

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Reblog. This could really help someone out.

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“Quatre Saisons“ by Takako Ugachi

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Cats and books | ~Craig~

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Think of the signs in your birth chart as voices...

Your rising sign is the voice you speak with, the voice others will always recognize you by.

Your sun sign is the voice deep inside you, regulating you, repeating certain key phrases over and over.

Your moon sign is the voice you laugh with, the voice you tell secrets with, and the voice that tells you it’s time to cry.

Your mercury sign is the voice in your head, the one that reads for you when you’re alone, and shapes your ideas into sentences.

Your venus sign is the voice that warms you, the softer one you use around that special person.

Your mars sign is the voice that excites you, the one that gets too loud sometimes, and the one saying those things you wish you could take back.

Your jupiter sign is the voice that tells you to do better, be better, grow. The one that inspires you and humbles you.

Your saturn sign is the voice that tells you to just go do it. The one that tells you when to keep your head down and when to have fun.

Your uranus sign is the voice you speak with when adressing someone higher than you, and the voice that urges you to find your purpose, so that you may one day change the world with it.

Your neptune sign is the voice that sings you to sleep, the one you trust to tell you how your dreams went, and the one that whispers that there is so much more to the universe than we know.

Your pluto sign is the voice that only asks questions that cannot be answered. The one that, ultimately, decides what you believe.

Your midheaven is the voice you use at a job interview, and even online. It’s the voice illuminating your skills and knowledge.

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this is the money dog, repost in the next 24 hours and money will come your way!!

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no offense but broadway and other forms of high theater should be more accessible and should at the very least be taped and released for easy home viewing when they close

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I am so fucking angry right now.

Today on Twitter I have seen several tweets about the accounts of people who identify as queer being suspended for posts where they talk about being queer…

For “using a slur”.

This was absolutely forseeable. This is 100% what “just so you know, IT’S A SLUR” aimed at people using the word queer to describe themselves and their activism was leading to.

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Big fluff chow chow doggo

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My bumbles in the lavender

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Signal Boost!!

Ok guys, so here’s the situation. A close friend of mine, @witheredrosesandshatteredglass, turned 19 earlier this week. As of today, they are homeless because they dared to stand up to a longtime abuser.

Throughout most of the fall, they had to deal with stomachaches so crippling that they could not eat. They went without food for almost three days once because they simply could not keep anything down. Often, they missed class because they were too physically weak to walk to class. Due in part (I think) to their compromised immune system during this time as a result of not eating, they also came down with strep throat and stayed sick for almost a month. Yet their mother warned them not to seek medical treatment for any of this, or they would have to pay for it out of their own pocket. (They have an on-campus job, but are only allowed to work 10 hours a week at minimum wage due to university regulations, so they cannot afford medical treatment themselves.)

Over winter break, their illness began to directly inconvenience their family, so when they took a turn for the worse, their mother grudgingly drove them to the hospital. The doctors ran some tests, and a huge ulcer was discovered in my friend’s stomach, as well as several smaller ones. Their mother was furious, blamed the ulcers on my friend for “eating too many greasy burgers” (when anyone with half a brain or Google at their fingertips knows that the formation of stomach ulcers is unrelated to what one eats), and as a result, refused to pay for any more tests or treatment. Three months later, my friend still suffers from the ulcers.

Their mother made good on her threat not to pay for the tests, too. She saddled my friend with the hospital bills from their visit. A college student with no insurance, limited income, and almost no savings, because this same woman has been mooching money off of them for years with only “you’re my daughter; I gave birth to you, so you owe me” as justification. (Notice the refusal to accept my friend’s nonbinary identity as well.)

Yesterday, they approached their parents about a stabbing pain near their hip, in the same spot where a year earlier, a series of doctor visits had revealed a suspicious lump near their ovary. No one knew what it was, so nothing was ever done about it. When they mentioned it to their parents, though, their mother demanded, “What do you want us to do, drive you to the hospital again?!” She then proceeded to get so worked up at their audacity in asking for help or advice that she flipped a table over, and shortly thereafter they contacted me, terrified for their safety.

Tonight, they went to their father and discreetly asked for help with the bills. Their mother overheard and accused them of trying to freeload off of her, insisting that she does everything for them and they never do a thing for her. When they protested, she threw them out of the house on their ear for daring to speak up in defense of themselves.

So now they’re homeless, two states away from their school, saddled with hospital bills and school tuition that they have no idea how they’re going to pay, and their bank account is controlled by the same woman who just booted them out. I’ve never asked for anything on here before, but Tumblr, if you’ve ever enjoyed my content or theirs or if you have even a penny of change to spare to help a homeless student, please consider donating to my friend’s PayPal at paypal.me/SaveASage. Anything you can spare would make a world of difference. Thank you so much for your help and understanding, and I will post updates on here as I get them.

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You Are Going To Have So Much Success In 2018 (pass it on)

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ENDLESS ELECTRICITY: Here’s A Way Of Turning America’s Roads Into Gigantic Solar Panels

There are about 31,251 square miles of roads, parking lots, driveways, playgrounds, bike paths, and sidewalks in the lower 48 states. If Julie and Scott Brusaw have their way, they will all someday be replaced with solar panels.

For the better part of a decade, the Idaho couple has been working on prototyping an industrial-strength panel that could withstand the weight of even the largest trucks. They now appear to have cracked the formula, developing a specially textured glass coating for the panels that can not only bear tremendous loads but also support standard tire traction.

By their reckoning, at peak installation their panelized roads could produce more than three times the electricity consumed in the U.S.

The material could power electric vehicles through a receiver plate mounted beneath the vehicle and a transmitter plate is installed in the road.

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