Tasukete!!

If you have any doubt that the hashtag is a frighteningly powerful tool in our modern vocabulary, imagine a person you care about texting you that song’s title line out of the blue: “You’re beautiful.” Now think of the same person texting, “You’re #beautiful.” The second one is jokey, ironic, distant—and hey, maybe that’s what that person was going for. But it also hammers home that point that the internet too often asserts: You’re not as original as you once thought. “Beautiful” is analog, unquantifiable, one-in-a-million. #Beautiful, on the other hand, is crowded terrain. Ten more people have just tweeted about something or someone #beautiful since you started reading this sentence.

As more and more of our daily interactions become text-based — people preferring texting to phone calls, workplaces that rely heavily email and instant messaging—we’re developing ways to stretch our written language so it can communicate more nuance, so we can tell people what we mean without accidentally leading them on or pissing them off. Periods have become more forceful, commas less essential, and over the last few years, the hashtag has morphed into something resembling the fabled sarcasm font—the official keystroke of irony. Putting a hashtag in front of something you text, email, or IM to someone is a sly way of saying “I’m joking,” or maybe more accurately, “I mean this and I don’t at the same time.”

The #Art of the Hashtag

Thanks to Twitter, the hashtag has become an important linguistic shortcut. But while everyone from Robin Thicke to Beyoncé has used the symbol as part of their art, only a few have truly taken advantage of its culture-jamming possibilities.

Via @pitchforkmedia

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If you want to go fast, go alone. If you want to go far, go together.
African Proverb (via the-century)
To Do List for my Year in China and After
  • Let go
  • Think in terms of what to gain, not what to lose
  • Be the hero of my own life, never the victim
  • Fear nothing
  • Think in positive terms
  • Give love
  • Represent myself authentically
  • Represent myself more authentically as my journey continues

(。♥‿♥。)

Be happy for no reason, like a child. If you are happy for a reason, you’re in trouble, because that reason can be taken from you.
Deepak Chopra   (via masturbationdestination)
xyle:

white boy makes 35 complaints about women then says women complain too much: the video

30. Too much irony

xyle:

white boy makes 35 complaints about women then says women complain too much: the video

30. Too much irony

newsweek:

OECD index of broadband bang for your buck. (via reddit)  
[Edit: If you’re one of the many who asked where the numbers come from.]

fuuuuuuuuuckkkkinnggggg bulllllshiiiiiittttttttt

newsweek:

OECD index of broadband bang for your buck. (via reddit)  

[Edit: If you’re one of the many who asked where the numbers come from.]

fuuuuuuuuuckkkkinnggggg bulllllshiiiiiittttttttt

I just supported CAMPAIGN LAUNCH: KING’S FAVOR on @ThunderclapIt

Ladies and gentlemen of the class of ‘97:

Wear sunscreen.

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen
would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been
proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no
basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will
dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind.
You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth
until they’ve faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you’ll look
back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp
now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you
really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.

Don’t worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying
is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing
bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things
that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you
at 4 pm on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.

Sing.

Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts. Don’t put up with
people who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don’t waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you’re ahead,
sometimes you’re behind. The race is long and, in the end,
it’s only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you
succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with
your life. The most interesting people I know didn’t know at
22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most
interesting 40-year-olds I know still don’t.

Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You’ll miss them
when they’re gone.

Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t. Maybe you’ll have children,
maybe you won’t. Maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance
the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you
do, don’t congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself
either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else’s.

Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don’t be afraid of
it or of what other people think of it. It’s the greatest
instrument you’ll ever own.

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.

Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.

Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents. You never know when they’ll be gone
for good. Be nice to your siblings. They’re your best link to
your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the
future.

Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few
you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography
and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need
the people who knew you when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard.
Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you
soft. Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians
will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you’ll
fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable,
politicians were noble, and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust
fund. Maybe you’ll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when
either one might run out.

Don’t mess too much with your hair or by the time you’re 40 it
will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who
supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way
of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting
over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen.
Kurt Vonnegut  (via fawun)

姐妹 / 猫怒怒

THE DREAM

姐妹猫怒怒

THE DREAM

Eurythmics VS The White Stripes - Sweet Dreams are Made of Seven Nation Army
1,491,549 plays

lockedinsubmission:

thequeenandthephoenix:

scatteringstarslikesprinkles:

a-face-to-forget:

huntingloki:

stoneandbloodandwater:

Sweet Dreams (Are Made Of This) (1983) Vs. Seven Nation Army (2003)

YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND THIS IS LITERALLY THE SOUND OF COOL

Press play and you will find yourself wearing a long black coat on a windy city street holding a firearm that won’t be invented for another 50 years, your voice will be a full octave deeprer AND YOUR HAIR WILL LOOK PERFECT.

if only Lucifer had his theme song this would be it

omfg

HOLY FUCKING SHIT I WAS SKEPTICAL LIKE “DON’T BE REMIXING MY WHITE STRIPES” BUT THEN HOLY SHIT THIS WAS MEANT TO BE THIS IS BRILLIANCE THIS WAS DESTINY FUCK ME LITERALLY 

This shit’s mean just goddamn

The song sounds amazing, but I’m mostly reblogging for the amazing dancing chickens.

bewareofmpreg:

月夜の晩に mac用(色が濃い)

eunnieboo:

the joke is that i can’t walk in heels

nemertea:

algrenion:

have a sappy comic about dwarf girlies that i didn’t even try to make look good

OHMYGOSH

This is why I love fantasy!