gay otp starter pack: 

  • one’s blond and the other has dark hair.
  • daddy issues.
  • one’s a “tough guy” who becomes a love sick puppy when’s the other is around. 
  • one or both attempted/committed murder.
  • precious cinnamon rolls that needs love.
Letettem mindent amit a kezemben tartottam,leültem és elkezdtem sírni. Az hajam a szemembe hullot nem láttam semmit,de nem is érdekelt.Semmit se akartam jobban,mint megszabadulni attól a folytogató érzéstől ami a szívemet nyomta egész este.Egyedül éreztem magam.Pluszba.Fölöslegnek.  Elszakadtak a szálak, a maszk megtörött.Nem kellett jó képet vágjak és a sós könnyek lemosták a sminkem. Abban a percben tudtam, ezt még egyszer nem bírom ki. Nem fogok tudni jó képet vágni napokon keresztűl,egyenes háttal és könnyek nélkűl.

Eileen Collins blazed a trail for women engineers to follow

On July 23, 1999, on the eve of the new millennium, Eileen Collins broke through a major glass ceiling on her way to breaking free of Earth’s atmosphere. Having already made history as the first female Space Shuttle pilot, in 1995, Col. Collins now led STS-93 Columbia  and its mission to deploy the Chandra X-Ray Observatory as the first female shuttle commander in the history of NASA.

Despite Collins’s inspirational example, women remain significantly underrepresented across STEM fields. Only one other woman, Pamela Melroy, has been a Shuttle Commander, and although women account for more than 50% of the U.S. population, they make up less than 25% of STEM workers.

Having a role model like Collins and a supportive network to encourage women to enter and stay in STEM careers is critical to increasing gender diversity across STEM industries. Here are a few badass women who are following Collins’s example.

In collaboration with USAF

To be honest I just didn’t want to talk to you anymore. They say you can turn anything twisted sound pretty if you know how to write but there is nothing pretty about this. Not even when your words wrapped around my neck down to the inside of my lungs. This is how I want you to remember me: tear-stained cheek and deprived trust. Lately I’ve been using your name when I want to say nightmares / disappointed / but not surprised / thunder strike over sunshine / alive but dying / disappointed / disappointed / disappointed. I guess I dressed you up too much than what you actually are. You’re just human. But I don’t want to be the one who understand and compromise it all. I am, too, just a human.
—  Fight

I feel so abandoned. 

We had hope. We thought we had things going for ourselves. We got so close we dared to dream what if what we want most becomes real

But then we were reminded that no, a Woman cannot be President.

But we were told, no, the queers can’t live happily ever after.

But we were told no, women can’t be heroes alone.

But we were told no, the queer romance can’t be as physical as the hetero one.

But we were told no, there can be only ONE queer storyline at a time.

But we are told no, those woman are bad.

We have been trained to be happy with small victories.  We have been beaten down whenever we get to close to what we deserve

I will not settle.  It’s characters that I need to give me hope, because the real world is just too fucking much right now.  If humans aren’t going to show us respect, we will demand it. 

Let’s be each other’s heroes. Please.