Naya Rivera tones-up with her dog Lucy to her favorite tunes in Griffith Park, Los Angeles.
my friend told me she had to write about her favourite mistake
i told her to write about her parents having her.
so today it snowed for the first time this year and ive naturally been online all day and didnt know so i went to take out the garbage in bare feet and stepped in an inch snow and i just yelled "what the fUCK" and i just heard my neighbour in his backyard go “oh my god she’s outside”
the more black u wear the more powerful you look
Anderson Cooper saving a boy in Haiti during a shooting. A slab of concrete was dropped of the boys head.
Anderson fucking Cooper, everyone.
Some journalists like to be strictly observers. they don’t intervene, they don’t participate. they just document what they see, even if what they see is terrible. But the way I see it, journalists don’t exist in a vacuum. They are human beings, living and working in a very human environment. And that humanity is essential in relating to their stories. When you lose your humanity, you lose any kind of journalistic integrity you have left.
I don’t care what some people may say, but I have immense respect for the guy, even before this photoset.
The guy is super good at his job, he’s super charismatic, and he actually does good for the world. As opposed to, well, most other reporters.
Can we not hate on other reporters? Shame on anyone who did