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Ana Pop Stefanija's posts from here, there and nowhere (now/here). Feet stuck in Skopje, Head - wondering around the world. I see the world as a big playground whose every angle must be thoriughly expolored.
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What is it that makes me so attractive to cretins, madmen, idiots, and savages?

WHAT ? 

Flaubert 

nicolezai:

kenyaosuna:

A parents sacrifice.

This killed me

И кога некое дерле кое мисли дека тоа што неговите се богати е негова најголема заслуга во животот и ми кажува дека тие што работат за минималец се сами криви за тоа, ми иде да ги пратам барем месец дена да им го поживеат животот!

icankillyouwithmy-brain:

policymic:

Do you still need more proof of rape culture?

As Noam Chomsky once pointed out for Z Magazine, old media types from the institutional bodies like American Enterprise Institute tend to regurgitate the same ideas with a reliability that is equally impressive and infuriating. While assuring the public that rape is a terrible crime, writers like Caroline Kitchens and Heather McDonald of right-wing think tank The Manhattan Institute try to claim that feminists have blown this whole rape culture thing way out of proportion.

Apparently, many women disagree. On Tuesday there were more than 1 million responses on the #RapeCultureIsWhen hashtag started by a frustrated Zerlina Maxwell in response to these right-wing narratives. 

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The last photo. Facebook wouldn’t remove that? You’ve got to be kidding me. How does that nOT MEET THE CRITERIA FOR OFFENSIVE HUMOR THAT ISN’T EVEN FUNNY THAT IS A THREAT

I don’t wanna live on this planet anymore

(Source: micdotcom)

There’s hope for this world

"Rajesh Kumar is a shopkeeper by profession but spends hours every morning teaching around 80 children from the poorest of the poor in India’s capital. The 43-year-old visited the construction of the Delhi transit station a few years ago and was disturbed by the sight of  many children playing at the site instead of attending school.

When he questioned the parents working at the sites they all said there were no schools in the vicinity and no one cared. Consequently, his open-air class room was born - between pillars and beneath the tracks of the Delhi transit system, known as the Metro.

Every few minutes a train passes above, the children unperturbed by its sounds. There are no chairs or tables and the children sit on rolls of polystyrene foam placed on the rubble. Three rectangular patches of wall are painted black and used as a blackboard.

Anonymous donors have contributed cardigans, books, shoes and stationery for the children, as their parents cannot afford them. One unnamed individual sends a bag full of biscuits and fruit juice for the pupils every day - another incentive for the children to turn up for their studies.”

Thank you, frenchchairs.

Then I’d be a millionaire!

nevver:

Toothpaste for dinner

Then I’d be a millionaire!

nevver:

Toothpaste for dinner

Good evening!

Good evening!

(Source: bigstearns)

We love every day (or every day is good to love)

Bukowski  (via: nevver)

How to properly start a week
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How to properly start a week

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