In Spain, 5,000 books pour out of a window like a burst of water in this exhibit by artist Alicia Martin. Part of her series called biographies, Alicia defies gravity using real books which pages even move in the wind.
all day. every day.
(via suicideblonde)
(via ephe)
Written on April 13, 1989, this letter was sent from second-grader Kelli Middlestead of the Franklin School in Burlingame, California, to Walter Stieglitz the Regional Director of the Alaska Region of the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service, lamenting the Exxon Valdez oil spill of March 24, 1989.
i made these today for my grandma’s birthday! first attempt!
taken from the lovely anna the red.
Elizabeth Banks: I Thank Birth Control Pills for My Son
Just over a year ago, my son Felix was born via gestational surrogacy. He came out of me nine months early and because of my broken belly, his babycake was baked in a wonderful angel’s oven and now — I can’t believe it — he’s a year old and walking. He has expanded my capacity for joy a thousand-fold.
His life would have been much harder to come by if not for the birth control pill. How’s that, you ask? Well, it’s a simple fact: The pill is used for many situations that have nothing to do with the prevention of pregnancy. The pill was prescribed to me when hormonally induced migraines kept me locked up in dark rooms for days at a time. It was prescribed to me to regulate insanely painful cramps every month — cramps so painful that I often vomited.
And here’s a little secret I am happy to blow the lid off of: The pill is often prescribed during the IVF (in vitro fertilization) process to help MAKE BABIES! That’s right, women dealing with infertility are often put on the pill to help regulate a cycle so that they might have a more successful IVF. The pill is used to manage ovarian cysts, endometriosis and other conditions too. Not to mention, it helps couples plan for wanted children.
Obviously, I’m not a doctor. I’m just a woman grateful for my necessary and very helpful medication. And I’m sure glad I don’t have to discuss any of these conditions, including infertility, with my employer.
A girlfriend and I recently wondered what would be more mortifying: having to tell her male employer she needed birth control to mitigate a heavy flow or just bleeding all over herself in the office?
So with that image in mind, I encourage all women — and the men in their lives — to protect access to birth control, and encourage our politicians to take women’s health issues out of the political process.
For more information, please visit the most comprehensive and willing advocates for women’s health in America: www.plannedparenthood.org.
I love this woman.
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so this morning, my colleagues were teasing me about my crush on a 25-year-old who works at a coffee shop (ignoring the fact that we are pay-by-the-hour tutors a.k.a. knowledge prostitutes a.k.a. this is not a career, it’s what unemployed college graduates do).
i had a horrible day at work. a mom came in with a kid who got into some great colleges with scholarships but failed to complete his senior project, which is a year long internship/paper/presentation that this high school does instead of classes. she wants to keep him in a play he’s doing for school, even though he needs to be in tutoring for ten hours a week to catch up (yeah, TEN hours AT MINIMUM…the kid is fucking up).
she kept me talking about her kid and scheduling, even though i had an SAT class i was teaching. so MY students are sitting in the dark doing nothing while i am dealing with this completely inflexible mother. i offered to come in on my saturdays off to work with this kid, and she asked if i could come in on fridays too (really, lady? recognize a gift horse).
so i take my kids to the cafe to get hot chocolate and tea as a midterm celebration. i am just a tad overwhelmed. the cafe boy comes out of nowhere and makes me this:
i was a hot mess. i had bags under my eyes like seungri. today he made me this.

okay. it’s really fuzzy. but it’s an angel. with little arms and legs.
as usual, we didn’t say anything to one another. but i really appreciated this. i really needed it.
thank you.