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Καλοκαίρι, ταράτσα, κουβέρτα, μαξιλάρια, μπύρες και όλη η θέα της πόλης..να σ'έχω αγκαλιά και να μου μιλάς για τα όνειρα σου.. Διάολε..

Αυτο θεωρώ εγώ όμορφο..

Nekrh-selhnh

Quand j’ai croisé un ancien du lycée que j’avais plus forcement envie de revoir, mais que j’ai quand même décidé de rester poli.

Just pulled three SSRs trying to get the limited time Neon: Blue Ocean. And I already have the other two besides Julia 😭

Bro i bought the 2 toy Poli and Roy and my mom wouldn't stop calling them "Boyfriend and Girlfriend" because they are blue and Red and looking at this fandom, i- yeah

I can't draw similar eyes oml

There are 2 kinds of friends

I will NEVER FORGET the Palestinian delegation showing up to Standing Rock. NEVER. THEY SHOWED THE FUCK UP EVEN FROM A WORLD AWAY.

#NoDAPL // NYC Prayer March in Support of the Standing Rock Sioux Nation (11.05.16)

*photos taken with consent of the organizers

“There can be no Love without Justice.” Dignity contingent, Heritage of Pride Parade, New York City, c. 1985. Photo by Bettye Lane, @harvard. #lgbthistory #lgbtherstory #lgbttheirstory #lgbtpride #queerhistorymatters #haveprideinhistory #blacklivesmatter #bettyelane (at New York, New York)

I Want A Dyke For President (1992) By Zoe Leonard, artist, activist, member of Fierce Pussy

I want a dyke for president. I want a person with aids for president and I want a fag for vice president and I want someone with no health insurance and I want someone who grew up in a place where the earth is so saturated with toxic waste that they didn’t have a choice about getting leukemia. I want a president that had an abortion at sixteen and I want a candidate who isn’t the lesser of two evils and I want a president who lost their last lover to aids, who still sees that in their eyes every time they lay down to rest, who held their lover in their arms and knew they were dying. I want a president with no airconditioning, a president who has stood on line at the clinic, at the dmv, at the welfare office and has been unemployed and layed off and sexually harrassed and gay-bashed and deported. I want someone who has spent the night in the tombs and had a cross burned on their lawn and survived rape. I want someone who has been in love and been hurt, who respects sex, who has made mistakes and learned from them. I want a black woman for president. I want someone with bad teeth and an attitude, someone who has eaten that nasty hospital food, someone who crossdresses and has done drugs and been in therapy. I want someone who has committed civil disobedience. And I want to know why this isn’t possible. I want to know why we started learning somewhere down the line that a president is always a clown: always a john and never a hooker. Always a boss and never a worker, always a liar, always a thief and never caught.

“HUMAN RIGHTS FOR ALL” – “SAVE OUR CHILDREN FROM HATRED AND BIGOTRY,” Gay Freedom Day, San Francisco, California, June 26, 1977. Photo © Jerry Pritikin. #lgbthistory #HavePrideInHistory #Resist (at San Francisco, California)

“OUR LOVE IS NOT A CRIME,” demonstrators protest the United States Supreme Court’s decision in Bowers v. Hardwick (1986), which upheld as constitutional state laws criminalizing sodomy, c. July 1986. Photo by Chuck Nacke, © Alamy. #lgbthistory #HavePrideInHistory

Heartwarming photo of a Muslim girl and Jewish boy fighting for the same rights along with their fathers.

“Let them die in the streets” USA, 1990

Members of ACT UP protest the government’s indifference towards AIDS by taking the cremated human remains of their loved ones and throwing the ashes onto the White House Lawn. October 13th 1996

via reddit

another in-honor-of-labor-day post: one of my favorite IWW posters, circa 1999