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peach-and-lime: thebadassperger: justinhoskie: whatpath: Yes, lets imagine a world WITHOUT MUSLIMS, shall we? Without Muslims you wouldn’t have: Coffee Cameras Experimental Physics Chess Soap Shampoo Perfume/spirits Irrigation Crank-shaft, internal combustion engine, valves, pistons Combination locks Architectural innovation (pointed arch -European Gothic cathedrals adopted this technique as it made the building much stronger, rose windows, dome buildings, round towers, etc.) Surgical instruments Anesthesia Windmill Treatment of Cowpox Fountain pen Numbering system Algebra/Trigonometry Modern Cryptology 3 course meal (soup, meat/fish, fruit/nuts) Crystal glasses Carpets Checks Gardens used for beauty and meditation instead of for herbs and kitchen. University Optics Music Toothbrush Hospitals Bathing Quilting Mariner’s Compass Soft drinks Pendulum Braille Cosmetics Plastic surgery Calligraphy Manufacturing of paper and cloth It was a Muslim who realized that light ENTERS our eyes, unlike the Greeks who thought we EMITTED rays, and so invented a camera from this discovery. It was a Muslim who first tried to FLY in 852, even though it is the Wright Brothers who have taken the credit. It was a Muslim by the name of Jabir ibn Hayyan who was known as the founder of modern Chemistry. He transformed alchemy into chemistry. He invented: distillation, purification, oxidation, evaporation, and filtration. He also discovered sulfuric and nitric acid. It is a Muslim, by the name of Al-Jazari who is known as the father of robotics. It was a Muslim who was the architect for Henry V’s castle. It was a Muslim who invented hollow needles to suck cataracts from eyes, a technique still used today. It was a Muslim who actually discovered inoculation, not Jenner and Pasteur to treat cowpox. The West just brought it over from Turkey It was Muslims who contributed much to mathematics like Algebra and Trigonometry, which was imported over to Europe 300 years later to Fibonnaci and the rest. It was Muslims who discovered that the Earth was round 500 years before Galileo did. The list goes on……….. Just imagine a world without Muslims. Now I think you probably meant, JUST IMAGINE A WORLD WITHOUT TERRORISTS. And then I would agree, the world would definitely be a better place without those pieces of filth. But to hold a whole group responsible for the actions of a few is ignorant and racist. No one would ever expect Christians or White people to be held responsible for the acts of Timothy McVeigh (Oklahoma bombing) or Andreas Brevik (Norway killing), or the gun man that shot Congresswoman Giffords in head, wounded 12 and killed 6 people, and rightly so because they had nothing to do with those incidents! Just like the rest of the 1.5 billion Muslims have nothing to do with this incident! Sources: http://www.independent.co.uk/news/science/how-islamic-inventors-changed-the-world-469452.html http://articles.cnn.com/2010-01-29/world/muslim.inventions_1_hassani-inventions-muslim?_s=PM:WORLD http://www.ummahedinburgh.co.uk/radio/files/Muslim-Invention-Article.pdf Always reblog. THIS.And once again, learning more from tumblr than school and forcefully accepted understandings of the world
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normal teenagers: has sex, does drugs, parties
parents: don't do it again
me: doesn't do dishes
parents: YOU ARE OUT OF CONTROL YOU ARE TEARING THIS FAMILY APART
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why would they edit so much?

They physically moved her bones. They moved her collar bone lower. I hope stuff like this makes girls realize how ridiculous the media is.

sickening

Why would anyone photoshop HER? That’s disgusting :(

This made me sad. They’ve altered every part of her…

I like her better the unedited way

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cant-catch-this-snitch: castiels-hunter: caffine-addict: themeeg: tin-pan-ali: taking-the-tardis-to-asgard: mymahoganymyrules: maslab: jykinturah: nomiros: takeshitakenji: “Someone should write a book where the main character slowly falls in love with the reader.” Last line of the book : “Please, don’t close the book, I don’t want to die” oh my god I’d just like, keep the book open and tape it to a wall. I’m almost afraid to want it. John Green, we’re waiting. “So I guess this is it, isn’t it? There are no more chapters, right? You said we were getting close and that was a while ago.” I stared up into the sky, it was the same old sky there had always been, except for some rainclouds that hadn’t been there a few minutes ago. It wasn’t raining, but they were still floating up there, grey and dismal. You begin to ask me something.“Don’t ask me how I know, I just do. Things just feel really final right now, like the downward slope is starting to level out. Eventually… We’ll hit the back cover, right?” I sat down on a bench- had that been there a few minutes ago? It was hard to tell. “Did you say yes? I think I heard you. Your voice keeps getting harder to hear.” Thunder rumbled, but… It wasn’t like the thunder I’m used to. It sounded like you, and it sounded sad. From one of the clouds, a single drop of rain fell on the grainy wood of the bench. “… You’re crying, aren’t you? I’m sorry, I’m really sorry. I wish I could change this. I wish I could reach where you are.” Thunder rolled again, and behind it was a voice. Your voice. “Me? I’ll be fine, I think. I don’t know if this has ever happened before. I don’t really know what happens when you… close the book.” You ask me if I’m afraid. And oddly, I’m not. “No, actually. Because… Whatever happens to me when you close the cover… You can always open the book up again, right?” and that’s when the answer hits me, the realization jolting me to stand again. “That’s it, isn’t it? You can open it back up. The words won’t change, but I’ll still be here. You can meet me all over again, and I can meet you, and everything we have will come back.” It’s raining now, and the clouds have merged together, and in them, for the first time… I see you.  You are the most beautiful person I have ever seen in my entire life. You’re crying, but it’s quiet, and maybe that was the sound of your tears hitting paper. I realize that we don’t have a lot of time. “Listen- before it’s all over- I want you to know that everything, all of this… Even being over, it was worth it. It was worth it to meet you, to get to know you. Even if when you close that cover and I disappear- it was all worth it. I love you.” You love me too, I know it, I can feel it, just like for a moment I can feel what it would be like to hold your hand. There is a very long pause, and I realize you’re prolonging what has to happen. “You can do it.” For the first time, you have to be the hero. You have to close the book so we can keep going. And I believe in you. The sky gets darker, slowly, but then it gets light again, and your face is still up in those clouds. You open your mouth and for the first time I HEAR you, not just feel what you’re saying or understand you in my own head, your voice comes through the pages in your world and into the reality of mine, and it reverberates and I can hear every little nuance, down to the hitch from you crying. “I’ll never forget you,” you say. “I’ll come back soon.” The end. SOMEONE DID AND NOW IM EMOTIONAL Plot Twist:  “I love you.” She whispered softly closing the book. Her fantasy must end and he must die with it no matter how great their love. Tears fell from her eyes, landing upon the hard worn cover of her most beloved book. The book in which lied the love of her life. The book that loved her back. She ached to open it again but she could not continue like this. She must move on and live a life not in her precious book. Sobs racked her body as she walked to the self, hesitantly sliding her beloved book into the shelf. It was only for a time, she told herself. That she would come back again and read the story of her love again and that she may fall in love again. Whipping her eyes she turned toward the door, but froze in her tracks. A man stood there, concern lining his every feature. She knew that face. It was exactly as she had pictured it, from every line of his jaw to the exact color of his eyes. This can’t be possible. “Why are you crying?”  Oh, his voice. That was his voice. It was as soothing as she had imagined. Her knees grew week and her mind went numb. She struggled for words as he approached her slowly, he knelt before her and touched her cheek, worry etched in his gentle movement. “What’s wrong? Has something happened?” She could only choke out, “You’re real?” I’M SCREAMING FUCK IT GOT BETTER
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me: ugly people exist to make pretty people stand out
me: so that's my contribution to society
me: you're welcome
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Reblog if you don’t have a girlfriend or boyfriend.

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noiselesspatientspider: kidsofcali: tropical-fruit: glittered-soul: This is from the slut walk. One of the arguments is that girls ask for rape because they wear slutty clothes, short skirts, tight, low-cut tops. This girl is an example of the fact that rape victims can look like anyone, you, me, this girl. Rapists. Dont. Discriminate. I promised a long time ago that I’d reblog this whenever I saw it on my dash. No regrets, it breaks my heart every single time. an incredibly important message, rape is rape. no one is ever asking for it. a woman has the right to dress how ever they want - it is society that identifies risque dressing as ‘asking for it’, and in my opinion, that way of thinking needs to be diminished. always reblog That way of thinking shouldn’t be diminished: it should be destroyed. always always always reblog. very powerful. omg the look in her eyes :’((via imgTumble) kidsofcali: always, always reblog.   Every time this is on my dash I get the sympathetic stomach ache that means people are still being stupid and evil.
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